Chu Ping kept Qingmei's instructions in mind.
It was actually his day off, but he still came to the Xiuluo Guard.
He chatted with one person, then bantered with another for a while.
Chu Ping's peripheral vision frequently glanced toward Feng Fuce, who was sitting inside, handling official duties.
Their Marquis was undistracted, his expression calm and focused on his tasks.
At lunchtime, Lei Hu and a few brothers came over to greet him.
"Chu Ping? You're off duty today, why are you here? Perfect timing, we were planning to eat at De Yue Building outside the palace, join us?"
Chu Ping coughed lightly: "You guys go ahead, I have a few things to finish here, next time."
Lei Hu was a bit puzzled.
Guoguo beside him crossed his arms and snorted: "Usually, when it comes to eating together, Chu Ping is the most eager."
Liu Jiru also nodded and laughed: "Chu Ping is about to get married, it's understandable he's steadier than before."
