There were a total of five rooms in the front and back courtyard. South Wind and Thirty Thousand lived in one room, Mo Yuan and Lin Miaomiao lived in another, and Ji Luo and Lin Shao each had one room. The remaining room was just enough for her and her beautiful husband.
Most importantly, every room was covered with brand new bedding.
"Why didn't we have these things the last time we came?" Shen Yijia asked curiously.
Uncle Ji also had the ability to predict the future. Could it be that he knew in advance that they were coming?
"It's Master who brought up the idea." Halfway through his sentence, Uncle Ji realized that something was wrong. He wanted to change his words, but he realized that he did not know how to address Xuanyuan Ce. He opened his mouth but could not say anything for a long time.
"Uncle Ji, you can leave first," Ji Luo said.
"Right. Madam, let me know if you need anything."
