Wen Qingzhu's throat moved as she planned to go to the kitchen to cook some porridge. She had just returned home, and her entire body was cold. Taking a bath would consume a lot of energy, so she needed to replenish her energy.
She saw aunt Zhou busy in the kitchen.
She looked at Wen Qingzhu and said,"young master, I've made some supper and porridge. Have some before you go to bed tonight. Your stomach is not empty."
"Zhou Sao, sorry for the trouble."
"Young master, you're being too polite. If you don't mind me talking too much, I'll just say a few words."
Wen Qingzhu laughed,"aunt Zhou, what can you tell?"
"Of course, master. Actually, it's better to find someone who can understand your feelings and love you. Although I haven't known young Madam for long, I can tell that she's a good child ...
As for Madam, young master has to be filial, but you'll be spending the rest of your life with her. Do you understand, young master?"
