Chen Yan didn't say anything strange this time. He looked at the twenty-one-year-old consort mother seriously and nodded.
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The next day.
After washing up in the morning, Chen Yan went downstairs and saw Gu Qingyi sitting in the courtyard, sunbathing.
In recent days, the temperature has risen and it's no longer as cold as it was after the Lunar New Year, with the highest daily temperature reaching just above ten degrees.
In this weather, sunbathing doesn't seem as absurd as trying to drink the northwest wind while sitting in the courtyard during the coldest days of winter.
Seeing Chen Yan come downstairs, Gu Qingyi, sitting in the courtyard, opened her eyes to look at him.
"What are we having for breakfast?" Chen Yan asked from beside the window on the first floor.
Gu Qingyi thought for a moment: "How about some noodles with two eggs?"
Then, she seemed to remember something and smiled slightly at Chen Yan: "And give me a cup of your special milk green tea."
