"Your Highness, have you rested yet?"
Outside Lu Zhengyan's bedroom, an old eunuch with white beard and eyebrows knocked gently on the door.
Lu Zhengyan was lying on the bed at this time, hugging Xu Qinghe.
Hearing this, he stopped and frowned, "What's the matter?"
The old eunuch said outside the door: "The prince has sent someone to deliver something."
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