Jiang Nanshu listened to Lu Junqin's chatter for at least ten minutes.
She discovered that Lu Qingyan's elder cousin really did have a lot to say, unlike her initial silence and timidity, like floodgates opening after holding back a conversation.
Seeing Jiang Nanshu dozing off, Lu Junqin finally stood up, "I've disturbed you for quite a while, I'll take Shang Xu and leave first. If you need anything, you can find me next door."
Leaving these words behind,
Lu Junqin left.
By noon, Lu Qingyan was back.
Jiang Nanshu was asleep on the chair until a thin blanket was placed over her, and then she slowly woke up.
Seeing Lu Qingyan's familiar face, she rubbed her eyes, "You're back? Don't you have official matters to deal with?"
"I've finished them." Lu Qingyan stood up straight, and his shadow enveloped Jiang Nanshu in the sunlight, "Get some more rest, I'll cook lunch for you."
Jiang Nanshu was surprised, "Did you come back specifically to make lunch for me?"
