The next morning, after breakfast, Xia Ruqing called Xiao Zhu Zi in.
Xiao Zhu Zi ran in, his hair damp with mist and gasping for breath.
"Why are you running so hurriedly? Your master, I, don't like to rush people!"
Xiao Zhu Zi chuckled. "But it's not good for the master to wait for this servant, is it?"
Xia Ruqing laughed. "Enough, enough!"
Zi Yue handed Xiao Zhu Zi a dry towel. "Wipe yourself off quickly!"
It turned out that a layer of frost had formed on Xiao Zhu Zi's hair. It melted into mist once he entered the warm room. Now he looked as if he were sweating, with water trickling down his face and neck!
"Thank you, Sister Zi Yue!" Xiao Zhu Zi took the towel and wiped his face. "Master, did you call for this servant? Do you have any orders?"
Xia Ruqing leisurely flipped through a book and glanced at Xiao Zhu Zi before speaking. "Are there any fresh vegetables in the garden?"
