Liu Qing and Cheng Gui (2)

Ming Shu stood up and walked to the woodshed's door. An old lock hung there, with a large gap in the middle, and she could reach out for it.

Perhaps because the butler didn't think she would run, he didn't lock the door. Ming Shu took the lock off easily.

Leaving the woodshed, Ming Shu stretched a little and found the kitchen according to her memory.

No one was in the kitchen and Ming Shu swaggered in. She searched everywhere but didn't find any drumsticks, only several steamed buns.

Steamed buns are okay.

I don't hold anything against steamed buns.

Ming Shu left the kitchen with the steamed buns and went to her room.