Shao Shuhuan saw that there was a big red flower curtain hanging on the main hall and the door of the inner room. Xing'er took the lead and opened the curtain and invited him in. The originally dilapidated window was newly covered with pink shadow gauze. The outside was also pink window paper. There was a rosewood desk next to the window, and a thick wolf mattress was laid on the carved chair, separated by an empty bookshelves in the middle. There were some books, antiques and other decorations on the bookshelf.

Behind the bookshelf is a painted carved wooden bed, with a tent with lotus-colored ink paintings hanging. The bed is covered with brocade quilts, but they are all full of body, and on the other side is a wardrobe box.

"Young master, what's missing?" Shao Shuhuan was watching, and suddenly heard someone talking behind his back. Song Laiwang smiled and asked with a bow.

"What else is missing? I can't put it down any more things." Shao Shuhuan hurriedly thanked with a smile, "Go back and thank the prince."

"Young master, please be polite!" Song Laiwang said, while opening the large red gold-painted box, taking out a brocade box from it, opening it to Shao Shuhuan, and saying, "This is what the prince told me to give you pocket flowers."

Shao Shuhuan only looked at it. In the brocade box, there were brand new gold and silver croquettes, all kinds of patterns - plum blossoms, begonia, peanuts, gourd strips, golden beans, etc., with a total of three or four hundred taels, and there were a few denominations on it, two silver notes, and the denominations were all 1,000 taels per.

Shao Shuhuan took a deep breath. As long as the things in the brocade box are not messy, it is enough for ordinary people to spend their whole life. King An is too generous to take action, right? Isn’t it just pretending to be his son?

"The prince said that the young master naturally doesn't care about these common things. But now he lives outside. It is inevitable that there will be an inconvenience. It is always inconvenient to ask for money from the mansion, so he sent some to the young master. In addition, the old lady thought about the young master, so she prepared the clothes. The prince looked at the young master with the same size and rushed to do it for a while. I was afraid that there would be no hurry to come, so I could only feel aggrieved by the young master." Song Laiwang did not wait for Shao Shuhuan to give up the excuse, and said hurriedly.

Shao Shuhuan was full of suspicion. This King An was a little nice to him.

"Oh... I'm confused when I hit it!" Xing'er suddenly clapped her hands and shouted, "Young master, I have prepared hot water and sesame oil to bathe the young master. You can go quickly, and the water will be cold after a while."

"Oh?" Shao Shuhuan suddenly remembered that he had been here for two months. He just scrubbed it with cold water every day, and he had never taken a hot bath comfortably. He hurriedly said, "It's best to take a bath with hot water!"

"Young master, please follow me!" Xing'er said, leading him to the back of the main hall. Sure enough, hot water had been prepared in the wooden barrel behind the main hall.

"Young Master, let me wait for you to take a shower and change your clothes!" Xing'er said, and was busy coming over to take off his clothes.

Shao Shuhuan suddenly felt aroused in his heart and shook his head and said, "I don't like someone to serve me. Just prepare clothes for me and be outside." It's good to be able to take a hot bath, but he is not an exposure maniac, he has a habit of exposure.

Soaking comfortably in the bathtub, Shao Shuhuan felt unable to calm down for a long time. Could it be that King An really just wanted him to pretend to be his son? If not, what exactly did he do? He was alone, without money or power, and there was nothing to cheat. Besides, the other party was the prince, so it was necessary to please him, a declining son of the prime minister who was driven out of the house?

I'm afraid that even if he dies outside, his cheap dad won't look at him.

From Aunt Zhou's mouth, Shao Shuhuan knew that his father had not liked him since he was a child. He strictly prohibited him from going out and did not allow him to visit friends. He had to avoid any lively things in the mansion...

Therefore, the original Shao Shuhuan had absolutely no chance of rape of the girl. Because of the Double Ninth Festival, Mrs. Fang took the young ladies and ladies in her family to have a good time. Her close friend naturally had to serve her. He was not qualified to attend such a family dinner, and he would never have the chance to rape the girl.

"Young master, are you okay? Be careful that the water will catch a cold." Xing'er asked outside.

"Okay!" Shao Shuhuan agreed, took a dry towel and wiped it, put on his underwear before coming out. Outside, Xing'er had already prepared a big-haired blanket and hurriedly wrapped around him, while also saying affectionately, "Young Master, be careful to catch a cold."

"Yeah, it's not cold!" Shao Shuhuan smiled indifferently, "It's really comfortable to take a hot bath."

"Young Master likes it. I will take you on your back every day from now on." Xing'er said busy trying to please.

Shao Shuhuan smiled in a narrow-minded way: "Then it's a labor!"

"Young master, can these clothes fit?" Song Laiwang was busy taking out a few clothes and gestured at him.

Shao Shuhuan looked at it and found that not only the fabrics were not as good as those sold on the market, but also the workmanship was quite fine. The embroidery on it was not something that can be embroidered by ordinary embroidery workshops nowadays. I think it was indeed inside the palace.

"Young master, you have good skin and look good when wearing this one." Song Laiwang took one and asked him to try it.

Shao Shuhuan also knew in his heart that if King An really asked him to pretend to be his son, the clothes would be prepared in advance. Otherwise, the tricky old lady might not have been able to explain it to her, so she also cooperated with Song Laiwang and changed into her clothes.

The clothes were made of white brocade, and purple flowers were embroidered with sleeves and collars, which were also popular nowadays.

"Slightly bigger..." Song Laiwang and Xing'er pulled him back and forth, looked around left and right, and smiled, "Young Master is a little thinner."

Shao Shuhuan took a look in front of the mirror in the wardrobe and smiled and said, "I look good, that's it." But he muttered in his heart, glass is a rare thing in this world, and King An is too rich.

"The food for the young master in the future should be delivered to Bazhen Tower. If you want to eat, just tell them what you want." Song Laiwang said again.

"Okay!" Shao Shuhuan was not polite. Anyway, it would be impossible to refuse now.

Seeing that everything was ready, Song Laiwang was busy saying goodbye to Shao Shuhuan, and then he took Xing'er away. Shao Shuhuan saw them leaving, and then he breathed a sigh. He couldn't help but look around and nodded and sighed, "This is still a place where people live." As he said, he slowly walked outside and was busy looking at the apricot blossom. The apricot blossom was not outstanding among the many potted plants such as wintersweet and purple bamboo. Fortunately, the family members of the royal palace did not pull it away for him.

The sunset outside was converging, and the red glow covered the western sky. When the cold wind blew, Shao Shuhuan felt a little cold. He was busy entering the house and watching the brocade box containing gold and silver crocks rest on the small table in front of the bed to put it away. Suddenly, he felt like he hadn't seen Aunt Zhou for many days. I don't know what happened to this miserable mother? It's still early now, why might as well go and see her?
Chapter completed!