Chapter Seventy-Four: Collapse of the Cake
After talking freely with his father, these days because of Cheng Zonglun and because of the sleep lost because of worrying about his father, Rong Jin made up for it all in one night.
The next day, no matter how Red Sleeves and Que'er called her, she couldn't afford it, so Red Sleeves had to go to Wanshoutang to report Rong Jin's illness.
At about noon, the house was flooded by the sun, and the red silk tent could not cover the light, Rong Jin wrapped her head in a thin silk quilt, turned around, and the sunlight also wrapped her in a layer, like a fried golden shrimp.
A quarter of an hour later, Rong Jin finally couldn't stand the heat, arched out of the quilt, and shouted "Finch," which had been guarding the door, Finch, and Red Sleeves hurriedly pushed the door in, waiting for Rong Jin to freshen up.
Red Sleeves twisted the handkerchief and handed it over, and complained softly: "Miss, you are sleeping."
Chapter 74 of "The Concubine's Back House": The cake is being hit by hand, please wait a while,
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