Jing Jue didn't enter his own yard, but slowly walked to the yard next door.

Even though he already knew that Feng Yushu lived here, he still couldn't help but want to take a look.

The servants who were carrying the items all recognized Jing Jue. When he walked in, each of them immediately put down their things to pay their respects to him.

He ignored her and walked straight into the main room.

Feng Yushu was carrying a hand stove as he looked around the room. The man who was with him, Qing Feng, was standing at the door with his head lowered. He looked like he was doing his duty.

Feng Yushu was examining a painting on the wall with interest. He had to look at it carefully every day to guess what the painter was thinking.

I can't get tired of it!

This painting was drawn by Zhan Xiaolou on a whim and was thrown away by Uncle Wen. Although Uncle Wen couldn't understand its meaning, he found it very interesting and not only did he take the initiative to stay, he even happened to hang it in this room.

Lou Zigui himself did not know about this, because she never came to this room.

It was a picture of a dream. He was standing on a patch of grass and taking something out of his pocket. Beside him was a little boy wearing glasses, looking at him with a face full of anticipation …

In this world, only Zhan Xiaolou knew what this painting was about. In the eyes of others, it was nothing more than a random drawing.

Just as he was trying his best to guess what the painting meant, he heard someone enter. He turned around and saw that it was Jing Jue.

He did not have much interaction with Jing Jue, and they had only met once before, and that was during his youth. Jing Jue was summoned to the palace.

At that time, he did not pay much attention to Jing Jue, but he heard that he was not in good health and was staying in Zhan Xiao Lou's clinic.

At that time, he was also gloating, feeling that Qu Li would definitely be troubled, because this Jing would definitely not know how much better than Qu Li was. He would definitely be unhappy living under the same roof as Zhan Xiaolou, but he couldn't say it out loud.

But later on, he realized that he was too childish and belittled Lou Cheng too much. It was obvious that she liked being stooped and was completely sincere.

At that time, he had indeed been jealous of her …

Bringing his thoughts back, Feng Yushu focused his attention on the slightly flustered Jing Jue.

His clothes were covered in white, and he didn't take out his bib. It was obvious that he had come from the kitchen.

Although he didn't know why he was here, he had already lived here for nearly half a month.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. I wanted to say hello to you, but Nan, who was serving you, wouldn't let me see you. He said that you couldn't be disturbed by others, and now you see that we're living next door to each other."

Ever since Jing Jue recuperated here, the only people he saw every day were Nan and Zhan Lou and Hua Ruo.

Usually, he would not go out at all. After so many days, he had only gone to the kitchen to prepare some food for Zhan Xiaolou because it just so happened that Nan had gone out today.

He vaguely knew that there was someone living next door. He originally thought that this was just an ordinary patient, but he never expected that …

"You …" Feng Yu looked at Jing Jue staring at him, seemingly surprised.

He asked, "Young Master Jing, you won't … You just found out that I live here, right? "