Chapter 17 - 11: Guarding Qingyi Pavilion
Zhao Hanzhang was thinking about what she needed to do next, and soon arrived at Qingyi Pavilion.
Ting He was about to have the servants help her onto the couch, but Zhao Hanzhang waved her hand, supported herself with her hand, and hopped onto the couch on her own, "Have people prepared, we're going out tomorrow."
Ting He was startled, "Third Lady, your leg isn't better yet?"
"Bring a few strong servants, and if needed, they can carry me." With wealth and resources, how could one be unable to go out?
Ting He couldn't persuade Zhao Hanzhang, so she went to give instructions.
Zhao Hanzhang took off her shoes, covered her injured leg with soft fox fur, leaned back comfortably, and waved to the other maids, "Go fetch some fruit and snacks."
The maids responded happily, feeling that since the Third Lady was injured, she had become more carefree and joyful than before.
With the mistress happy, they too were cheerful.
The room quickly became lively, with the flower-like young maids bringing in trays of fruit and snacks, standing by in various positions to serve Zhao Hanzhang.
Even for wiping her mouth, someone was ready to assist—truly... too extravagant.
Zhao Hanzhang took the handkerchief from the maid's hand, deciding to do it herself, "Where's Second Son?"