Cheng Wanli hurried into Master's Mansion and rushed to the Master's room.
Pale as a ghost, Leng Qingtang was sitting at the table and quietly drinking ginseng soup. After Cheng saluted to him, he put down the bowl and ordered without moving his eyes from the tabletop.
"The secret guards brought news that they found two damsels from the southern border and would arrive in Luoshui tomorrow. Within five or six days, they'll be in the capital. I want Zhao Wuji prepared for the reception."
Puzzled, Cheng Wanli withdrew his surprised eyes away from the Master to Yanwan, who was busy on the side.
She folded up the Master's two robes and then put them neatly in the sandalwood wardrobe. Her every movement was extremely gentle and elegant, pleasing the observer's eyes.
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