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"Is the lady awake?"

Frost's soft question came from outside the house, with a hint of caution in her voice, as if she was afraid of waking him up.

In fact, Jing Chunxi had woken up a long time ago.

Maybe she was too sleepy last night, or maybe she felt safe living here, she slept even better than the night before. It was the first time she slept so soundly after suddenly moving to a strange place.

She woke up at daybreak.

She just lay on the bed and hardly moved, just thinking quietly, not wanting to disturb Tangshuang and Chuntao who lived outside.

"Ok!"

Hearing the sound of icing, Jing Chunxi responded softly, then slowly sat up. He had been lying down for a long time and was not in a bad mood at all. He was in good condition, and then he put on his coat.

Chun Tao immediately came in with a basin of warm water in her hands and said softly, "Miss, I just asked the servant who brought water to our courtyard, and he said that this courtyard was originally where the mistress lived. No wonder it is so spacious and well-equipped.

I see that the wood used to make the furniture is better than that in the Marquis' Mansion, and the craftsmanship of the dragon and phoenix carvings is even more exquisite."

Tang Shuang was usually a bit careless. She used to work as a janitor and had never seen the finest things in the mansion. After hearing Chun Tao's words, she nodded vigorously and agreed, "No one else's is that good."

Jing Chunxi couldn't help laughing at Tang Shuang's words, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but he also felt a little curious.

Jing Chunxi stood up, rinsed his mouth and washed his face, then carefully looked at the furnishings in the room.

Last night I slept on a large carved rosewood bed. The bed was carved with intricate and exquisite cloud and phoenix patterns, and the gold foil edging was shining, making it look particularly luxurious.

The bed curtains are lightly hung, made of the finest organdy, as delicate as clouds, exuding a hazy beauty.

There are several exquisite embroidered screen paintings hanging on both walls. Each painting shows an orchid with different expressions. The colors are brilliant and lifelike, as if you can smell the faint fragrance.

On the table, also made of rosewood, stood a red lacquer incense burner. Although it had been a while since incense was burned, Jing Chunxi could still smell the wisps of green smoke rising from the hollow lid of the burner, filled with a faint floral fragrance, even when he closed his eyes.

She could even imagine that the person who had burned the incense was a tall, beautiful, and elegant young woman. She sat quietly in front of the table, gently twisting the incense ball, and the green smoke curled up, filling the room with fragrance.

"Let's go for a walk outside." Jing Chunxi called.

"Okay! I've been wanting to go out for a walk for a long time." Frosting was so excited that she almost jumped up, her eyes full of anticipation, still so casual and carefree.

Chun Tao glanced at Tang Shuang and complained, "It's because the young lady indulges you. If it were any other family, you would really only be able to sweep the floor."

Frosting took back her foot, which was faster than the young lady's, knowing that she was wrong.

This time Jing Chunxi did not speak up for Tang Shuang. Chuntao was a very principled person and knew when to act. What she said was absolutely right.

After all, the three maids will be the ones who will go further with her in the future. If her teachings are useful to Tang Shuang, Jing Chunxi will be happier.

Otherwise, there are some occasions where frosting is not suitable.

Chuntao continued, "The owner of this courtyard must have loved orchids very much, so this courtyard is named 'Mulan'.

Just now, I saw that the young lady was still asleep, so I hurriedly walked around the courtyard. It was really a beautiful view.

There is also a garden dedicated to growing orchids in the backyard, but unfortunately the flowering period has passed at this time of year, and the orchids may have been put away in the greenhouse.

But the words "Lanyuan" on the moon gate in the backyard are written very well, a bit like the hairpin flower small regular script that the young lady usually writes, but the font is very large."

"Then I'll have to take a look."

Jing Chunxi smiled slightly, and couldn't help feeling a little curious.