The quarrel between Madam Lu and her daughter in the woodshed was repeated word for word to Purple Jade, but Purple Jade had no time to deal with it. She was busy sending messages to Wufu and had to keep an eye on Madam Zhou's health in case something happened.
Just as Purple Jade was feeling a bit anxious, someone arrived outside Changqing Residence and knocked on the door.
"Is this really the place?" The leading man, dressed in a Suqing robe and draped in a large cloak of fox fur, was about thirty years old with an extraordinarily handsome face and a pair of enchanting eyes. His eyes revealed a hint of excitement.
"Master, according to the information from Ah Xiu, this is the place we found." The man's servant, dressed in dark clothing, replied respectfully with lowered hands, while behind them, a young attendant held a pile of gifts.
