Whether it was Sun Mingyu, Lin Feiyuan, or Cui Yanshu, who had rushed back to Caojun day and night, none of them had the leisure time like Yan Qing, who could run out for a drink in the rain during the afternoon.
All three of them were nearly dead tired.
Lin Feiyuan yawned and patted Cui Yanshu on the shoulder, "Go rest now, the Helmsman said he's just waiting for you to return. Starting tomorrow, we need to take action."
Cui Yanshu nodded.
Yan Qing had no idea that, after quarreling with Ling Hua and seeing how quickly she calmed down and fell asleep, his own irritable mood prompted him to go out drinking in the rain, which made those three, especially Lin Feiyuan, quite envious.
Sitting in the carriage, bored and still feeling irritable, he said to Yun Luo, "You know about her past, right? Tell me about it."
Yun Luo blinked, "Are you referring to the mistress's past, young Marquis?"
Yan Qing looked at him, "Whose else would I ask you about, if not hers?"