It is natural for Song Yanran to collect medical fees. Quan Shenglan naturally would not say much, but just responded with a smile.

That night, Song Yanran slept in Quan Shenglan's room, so early the next morning, Mu Zhao was worried about Quan Shenglan, so he came to see it early. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Song Yanran and Quan Shenglan sleeping on the head of the bed and on the bed. Song Yanran's foot kicked Quan Shenglan's stomach.

Mu Zhao couldn't bear to wake up Quan Shenglan, so he walked to Song Yanran carefully, picked her up, held her to the head of the bed, covered them with quilts, and left quietly.

When Mu Zhao walked to the door, he saw Qingqiu bringing Yilin Yiqing over, holding toiletries in his hands, and whispered to stop him: "Let them sleep for a while!"

Qingqiu stopped and responded: "Yes, madam!"

"Why didn't I see the white pigeon?" She suddenly asked when Mu Zhao was about to leave.

Qingqiu paused, lowered her eyes and replied softly: "For some reason, she tripped by a stone last night and fell down. Her head was swollen. I will let her have a good rest!"

Mu Zhao didn't think much, but just frowned slightly: "Why are you so careless? Is there any serious injury? Remember to ask the doctor to take a look!"

"I know!" Qingqiu responded with a smile, "It's still early now, Madam, let's take a rest!"

"The general is not going to court today. I am preparing to stew some nourishing soup for the general to drink!" Mu Zhao smiled and said softly, "You worked very hard yesterday. Since you let Yilin Yiqing take care of you, you can rest again!"

Qingqiu looked at Mu Zhao and thought about what Quan Shenglan had encountered last night. Her eyes turned red slightly, but she smiled and said, "I am afraid that I can't rest today. The lady is still asleep. When Sheng Xiao came back last night, she also drank too much. After a while, she was afraid that she would have to complain about a headache. But Sister Bai Ge hurt her head again. You can't let Yilin Yiqing work inside and outside!"

Mu Zhao raised his hand and patted Qingqiu on the shoulder: "That's true, I'll have to work hard for you. You and Bai Ge are just like San Zi. They are Sheng Lan's left and right hands. No one can be missing!"

Qingqiu smiled and looked at Mu Zhao for a long time, but still buried what happened last night in his heart. Just as Mu Zhao said, she was Quan Shenglan's right-hand man, and she only had one master, that is Quan Shenglan. Now that Bai Ge was injured, she must support the inside and out of this courtyard, and cannot let anyone take anything out of this courtyard, including secrets.

After seeing Mu Zhao off, Qingqiu asked Yilin Yiqing to prepare breakfast first, while she was guarding at the door.

"Qingqiu?" A soft cry suddenly came from the room.

Qingqiu immediately responded, pushed the door and entered, and then saw Quan Shenglan sitting on the bed with her hair loose, looking at her with a hazy look: "Why are you standing outside? It's very cold today!"

Qingqiu walked to Quan Shenglan, pressed the quilt and chuckled, "Actually, it's okay, it's not that cold!"

Quan Shenglan stretched out his hand from the quilt, held Qingqiu's hand, and then pulled her hand into the warm quilt: "I still say it's not cold, my hands are very cold!"

"Miss..." Qingqiu felt the warmth of Quan Shenglan's palm, and her heart became warmer.
Chapter completed!