Though I've been away for days, my bedroom in the Zhao Mansion remains tidy and spotless, which means Auntie often cleans it.
Zhao Douan rubbed his nose, lifted the quilt, stepped onto the floor, and took a few laps around the room to re-acclimate to his puppet body.
"Hmm... After Gongshu Tianyuan's modifications, it's indeed less reliant on the sun. It can still function after being on standby for so many days."
Zhao Douan checked the puppet's condition, silently giving it a thumbs up.
Pushing open the door, the cold afternoon wind greeted him. Leaving the front line and returning home, Zhao Douan felt a long-awaited peace.
Walking along the corridor, he encountered the maids and servants in the mansion, all bowing in surprise.
"Master."
"Greetings, Master."
Zhao Douan smiled and placed a finger to his lips, signaling them to keep silent.
