By the time the cloud and rain ceased, Dong Huiying was already drenched in sweat.
Shujun kissed the cheek of the mistress of his household and then climbed off with a cheerful smile, "I'll go get someone to heat some water. You stay put and don't leave the bed just yet."
He quickly slipped into his clothes and pants, draped a red shirt over his shoulders, and called for the servants.
He originally intended to instruct the servants to bring in a tub of hot water, but unexpectedly… "Third Master, Second Master had already ordered us last night to prepare some hot water for you. The wooden tub is ready. Do you need it now or later?"
Shujun awkwardly touched his nose, "Now, bring it into the room first."
"Understood, Third Master!"
The servants began their work, and Shujun turned his gaze towards the room of his second brother Shu Yu, suddenly losing his temper.
Snatching food can be understood; after all, there are many monks but little meat to go around!
