At this moment, night had fallen. Since people had come from afar with sincere intentions, Qu Fulan couldn't just sit inside waiting for them to knock on the door, so she got up and went out to greet them.
As soon as she stepped out, she saw him, tall and poised, weary from travel, appearing before her, with a few traces of fatigue in his brow.
The distance between Pudu Temple and Capital City is not short. He rushes back and forth every day, leaving early and returning late—it would be exhausting for anyone.
Qu Fulan had told him he didn't need to come, but he wouldn't listen.
"Bicao has prepared hot water, Heir, please go and take a bath first," said Qu Fulan.
Pei Ji'an first looked Qu Fulan up and down, and seeing her complexion was better than the day before, he was satisfied in his heart and turned to go bathe.
Men always bathe quickly, and so did Heir Pei, soon appearing refreshed before Qu Fulan.
