Su Qiao's eyes lit up, her face brimming with delight. "Really? Then Qiao'er thanks you in advance, Brother Li."
Host, that's enough. Jin Canghan was so furious that his face turned green, and he slipped away unnoticed.
She called him Brother Li at every turn, leaned so close to him, and regardless of whether he came or not, she carefully prepared his favorite foods every day.
She clearly had an ulterior motive.
His host was no kindhearted, considerate person.
Su Qiao pretended to casually glance toward the corner.
As expected, the man was gone.
Su Qiao lost interest in putting on an act and began focusing on her meal.
Jin Canghan habitually ran deep into the rear courtyard of the Cold Palace and vented his frustration. Once he had regained his senses, he hurriedly sneaked back to Jingren Palace.
By then, the sky was gradually darkening. Just as he was about to head to the front hall, a eunuch called out to him.
"Huh?"
He hadn't quite understood.
"What are you doing?"
"Hurry up. The masters will need water soon. Come help me boil some."
The little eunuch tugged at him, but unexpectedly, he didn't budge.
The little eunuch eyed his sturdy build suspiciously.
This fellow was certainly well-built. He'd heard that he used to work in the laundry bureau, so he was probably strong because he often did heavy labor!
"Boil... boil water?" Jin Canghan froze.
The masters?
Could it be... Jin Moli hadn't left yet?
"You big fool, why are you standing there like an idiot?" The little eunuch was very displeased when he saw him standing motionless.
"I... I..." Jin Canghan shook him off and ran toward the main hall like a bolt of lightning.
"Hey, Little Yu, where are you going?"
The little eunuch was completely