He closed his eyes, smelled the faint fragrance coming from the pillow and said, "Get me some suitable clothes."

Then it felt like falling asleep.

Jiang Wu and Lan Yue had no choice but to leave the room first, and sat on the bed in the small room outside where Lan Yue slept on duty. Only one word popped out of their hearts: dove occupying the magpie's nest.

However, she still dared to be angry and dare not say anything, and asked her to prepare clothes for him. Where could she go to prepare a set of men's clothes for him? Jiang Ying and Jiang Shi were too young. With his body and physique, he was better than her father's.

Only clothes can be worn.

But how could she ask her father for clothes in the middle of the night?

Lan Yue looked at her lady quietly and asked worriedly: "Miss, do you know him?"

Jiang Wu shook her head, but saw Lan Yue's unbelieving look, so she explained: "Do you still remember the Lu Xiangton we met on the way to Cheng's house that time? That was him."

"Ah, how come?"

Indeed, the two have completely different temperaments, and Lan Yue was in the carriage behind that day and did not dare to look at the foreign man.

But what Jiang Wu was worried about now was how to get clothes for him. For this reason, she frowned again and again.

Lan Yue called out tentatively: "Miss?"

Only then did Jiang Wu come back to her senses and said to Lan Yue: "Go and find the real purple Su Jin that was prepared to make summer clothes for the eldest young master last time."

Lan Yue was about to look for it, but she added: "We also need to find a brocade horse suitable for making lining."

The undershirt I just wore was covered in blood, so I definitely can't wear it.

Lan Yue replied: "Yes, I will go look for you now."
Chapter completed!