The next day, Zhulan rarely stayed home, and in the morning, she lazed for a while, delaying breakfast by an hour compared to usual.
Breakfast was light, consisting of a bowl of white rice porridge, a plate of pickles, and a bowl of steamed eggs, all easy to digest.
After breakfast, Zhulan stood up, "Let's go for a walk in the garden."
Qing Xue signaled the maids to follow, and the group headed to the garden. Zhulan walked directly towards the grape trellis, where clusters of grapes hung joyfully.
Zhulan sat down in the rocking chair, "Hmm, it's comfortable here."
Qing Xue covered her legs with a cloak, "Today's wind is somewhat strong."
Zhulan looked at the cloak, "Growing old."
Qing Xue smiled, "Madam, you're not old; your health is quite good!"
Zhulan smiled a little. She had been walking more lately, and the daily hustle and bustle improved her sleep, "Why is the residence so quiet today?"
At this time, the granddaughter should be wandering in the garden for exercise.
