◇◇Dear 041◇◇ Murakami Ice Punishment

  That night, no one in the entire Qianjia Courtyard slept.

  Because Qian Rouyi had a fever.

  Although Mu Jue Bing later used a very special method to make her close the car window, during the period of time when she was throwing a tantrum earlier, the cold wind had already blown enough for her.

  Mo Zongguan and Mei Gui stood guard in front of Qian Yueru's bed.

  Mu Jue Bing was punished in the garden. Although Qian Ru Ci's illness was mainly due to her own unreasonable behavior, as a personal housekeeper, Mu Jue Bing also had an inescapable responsibility. So, General Mo punished him by making him plant roses in the garden.

  The garden of the Qian family is unimaginably large, and as for planting roses, it's actually in an inconspicuous corner, pulling out all the tulips on a plot of about three mu and replacing them with red roses. And this work was enough to keep Mu Jue Bing busy for one night...

  At dawn, when the first ray of sunlight spills into the manor.

  Mo Jie Bing stood in the garden, against the light, his whole body radiating a golden glow, like a deity. In front of him, a large patch of bright red roses stood tall, with dew drops hanging from some of them, looking extremely beautiful.

  He let out a long sigh. No wonder that day on the bus, Qian Ruoyi said that the rules of the Qian family were the strictest. Now, he finally understood, it was indeed... quite perverted.

  He walked back into the house and changed into a new butler uniform.

  At six o'clock in the morning, he still had to go to Qian Rou's room to take over Mo's shift and Mei Gui's shift.

  Before that, he made a special trip to the kitchen...

  When Qian Wei woke up, it was almost 10 o'clock in the morning.

  When she opened her eyes, there was no one in the room.

  "Where did that damned stinky ice block go?" Qian Dai's sister couldn't help but complain, her voice hoarse and sore from being sick.

  She had a fever all night, so she was very thirsty now. Just as she thought of pressing the bell to call the servant, a delicate mug was handed over in front of her.

  She was extremely thirsty and didn't even look at the person coming in, nor did she bother to see what was in the cup before pouring it into her mouth.

  However—

  "What's this?" The strange taste made her frown involuntarily.

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