Fu Changqin's eyes lit up, "If the Marquis is free, why not join us? We are planning to sit here and enjoy the flowers. This way, we can hear the temple bells, smell the sandalwood, and have a pleasant chat with friends. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
"That sounds delightful." Xiao Chengyu quickly nodded in agreement.
Jing Lai: "..."
When did the Marquis ever show such elegance?
Hasn't the Marquis always complained about not having enough time?
Every time he would rush over to see Master Purin for a consultation and then leave in a hurry.
However, with Second Miss Fu around, it's not surprising.
Chang Tai brought over another cushion for Xiao Chengyu.
Xiao Chengyu then sat down next to Yu Baihan.
As he sat, he deliberately waved his sleeve a bit more.
The refreshing scent of the Clear Breath Incense, specially made for him by Fu Shinian with modifications from the Throat Soothing Pills, wafted from Xiao Chengyu's waist.
Fu Mingzhu: "..."
