In the early morning, the heavy rain turned to a drizzle.
The sound of rain gently washed over the eaves.
In a corner of the backyard of the Chen Mansion, thin smoke curled up, and a white fox lay on the windowsill, shaking its head while looking at the house opposite, and scratching the window with its paws erratically.
In the small kitchen, where the stove was just lit, Chun Lan held a spatula and placed the freshly baked pancakes into a food box. She glanced at the busy maid not far away and said, "Is the porridge ready?"
"Madam, it's ready; I'll serve it now," the maid replied.
"Then be quick; the master and the others will wake up shortly." Chun Lan carried the food box over.
"Jiuyou..."
At this moment, the white fox let out two cries. Hearing the sound, Chun Lan curiously looked towards the window, only to feel as if the time before her eyes suddenly turned black and white. In an instant, she felt her body stiffen considerably.
