After drying the ink, Qi Zhenzhen folded the letter and put it into an envelope, handing it to Er Xi.
Er Xi, lost in thought about how to get tea from the master, blinked in surprise. "Is Madam writing to the Young Master?" he asked belatedly.
Qi Zhenzhen nodded. "Can it reach him?"
"Madam, rest assured. The Young Master has his own channels for sending messages. Your letter will definitely reach him in the shortest possible time," Er Xi replied.
"There's nothing urgent, just some casual greetings."
Er Xi muttered to himself that the Young Master had specifically instructed him before leaving that Madam's letters must not be delayed.
Seeing that Qi Zhenzhen was no longer busy, Chun Feng quickly stepped forward to help her change into loose clothing. Although the mountains were cooler than the capital, Madam had gone out for a walk and was lightly perspired.
"Is Xuan Xuan settled?" Qi Zhenzhen asked.
"The Third Miss has bathed and is resting," Chun Feng said. "The Third Miss said she would join Madam for dinner."
Qi Zhenzhen asked a few more questions about the arrangements, and Chun Feng answered them all, handling everything with great care.
"Thank you for your hard work," Qi Zhenzhen nodded. "You and Er Xi can go and rest. I'll take a nap and don't need your service."
After seeing them off, Qi Zhenzhen lay down on the couch and closed her eyes.
Her mind churned with thoughts of her last moments in her previous life. She remembered things clearly, and she remembered the appearance of the grandfather among the two grandchildren, but she just couldn't recall the appearance of the child. There was such a person, but their face was indeed blurry.
Before meeting Yuan Jue, she remembered.
After meeting him, she couldn't recall.
This master was truly peculiar.
Qi Zhenzhen didn't dwell on it too much. In any case, the little boy was the same person as Yuan Jue. She would consider it as forgetting his childhood appearance and knowing his adult appearance was enough.
Qi Zhenzhen suddenly remembered. When Yuan Jue had cast their horoscopes together, had he said anything to Gu Si Nian? Recalling Gu Si Nian's actions, there seemed to be no change before or after. Only then did Qi Zhenzhen's worried heart relax, as not everyone could accept her experiences.
Little did she know that Gu Si Nian had harbored doubts when he first met her and had people investigate her in secret later. The previous Qi Zhenzhen's actions were consistent with her age. The Qi Zhenzhen after that had protected her mother and younger brother, helped them establish themselves in the village, and had even saved him...
She had done many things that, in Gu Si Nian's opinion, were beyond her age.
Therefore, after Gu Si Nian developed feelings for her, he had written to Yuan Jue, who was traveling the world.
Yuan Jue's reply contained only two words: fate.
Thus, Gu Si Nian no longer dwelled on why this girl seemed like a completely different person before and after. Moreover, he was clear about his own heart; it was the later Qi Zhenzhen who had captured his affection.
"Second Sister," Qi Xuan Xuan's voice sounded from outside.
Qi Zhenzhen withdrew her thoughts, got up from the couch, and opened the door.
"Are you rested?" Qi Zhenzhen asked her.
"I slept for a while, and my thighs are a bit sore," Qi Xuan Xuan said, her small face creased.
Having walked hundreds of steps, soreness was normal. It was the same feeling she had after her first squat training in her previous life.
"Take a bath before sleeping tonight, and let Zi Yan rub some ointment on your legs and give you a massage." Qi Zhenzhen found a bottle of ointment for promoting blood circulation and relieving swelling.
"Do I have to?" Qi Xuan Xuan wrinkled her nose. She disliked taking medicine and applying ointments.
"If you don't, your thighs will only be sorer tomorrow morning. Do you want to stay in your room all day?" Qi Zhenzhen asked her.
Qi Xuan Xuan reluctantly took the ointment. "I'll apply it."