The person in the bronze mirror looked pale, with a faint green shadow under his eyes. The original owner had a pretty face, with eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, thin lips, and no color. He just keeps his head down all the time, and there is always a timid shrinking in his eyebrows.
Su Wan looked in the mirror and slowly straightened her back.
There was a gentle knock on the door.
"Madam, my servant has brought breakfast."
It was the maid from last night, and her voice was still mediocre.
"Come in."
The door opened, and a maid in a green skirt came in carrying a tray. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a delicate appearance and drooped eyebrows, showing no emotion. She put the tray on the table - a bowl of porridge, two plates of side dishes, and a plate of steamed buns.
"My name is Qing He, and from now on I will serve my wife." She blessed her life, "If you have any orders from me, please feel free to do so."
Su Wan sat down and picked up the porridge bowl. The porridge is soft and the side dishes are refreshing, which is much better than the Su family's food.
