Wei Ting was punished to reflect behind closed doors for a month.
There were eunuchs staying in the residence to supervise.
At night, Wei Ting did not return to Pear Blossom Lane.
Although he did not return, he had to bring the things.
The moon was dark and windy.
Su Xiaoxiao had just coaxed the three little ones to sleep and planned to rest.
Suddenly, a shadow flashed over from the sky and arrived in front of Su Xiaoxiao's window like a ghost. He knocked on the window lattice.
Su Xiaoxiao opened the window strangely. The figure had long disappeared, and there was a letter on the windowsill.
She opened it and took a look.
It was a thick banknote of 3,000 taels of silver and a note that cherished words like gold: Home use. Going out for a month. Don't miss me.
Su Xiaoxiao smiled.
She looked at the silent and windless courtyard and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Is it Little Black?"
"It's not."
