Xiaohong had no choice but to hold up an umbrella and follow her, trying not to let the autumn grass get caught in the rain.
However, even though we were very careful, how could we not get wet while walking in this heavy rain?
When the two of them walked to the door of the house, they were almost drowned.
Qiucao didn't care at all. He wiped the rain on his forehead that obscured his sight, opened the door and walked in. He walked to the memorial tablet and sat down on the smooth floor.
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Seeing how casual she was, Xiaohong became anxious and searched around the house, but didn't find any clothes that could be changed. So she decided to go back and get some dry clothes to change into for the queen, so as not to damage her.
The wind chill is more severe.
"Queen, you are here, don't wander around. Xiaohong goes back and brings some clothes."
Qiucao just coughed twice and didn't answer.
Xiaohong glanced at her worriedly, turned around and left the small room.
Except for the sound of raindrops hitting the ground, the house was silent.
The wind blew in through the open door, causing it to rattle slightly, and also brought in a voice full of ridicule: "Hey, isn't this our queen? Why is she so wet and in such an embarrassing state?"
Qiucao was startled for a moment, then slowly turned her head, and saw Concubine Lin getting out of the luxury car under the cover of everyone, and walking towards her with her hips swaying.
Why is she here?
Aren't they inseparable from Mu Zhaozhang, like conjoined twins?
Qiucao was stunned for a moment, ignored her, and went back to his own business.
Concubine Lin obviously did not intend to let her go. She ordered someone to move a chair and sit in front of Qiucao, blocking her sight, and then looked at her with a look of triumph.
"Concubine Lin, please get out of the way." Qiucao said politely. She didn't want to have anything to do with this troublesome woman. Concubine Lin was unmoved and said arrogantly while stroking her belly: "I won't get out of the way.
What can you do to me?"
Talking to such a self-righteous woman is simply a waste of time. Qiucao stopped talking to her, got up and walked around her, took the tablet on the table, and sat on the other side.