The next morning, Gan Yuan woke up to find daylight flooding the room.
Upon opening her eyes and not seeing the little one nestled in her arms, her heart tightened. She immediately threw off the covers and got up, rushing out of the bedroom.
Outside the door, a maid was waiting. Seeing her, the maid quickly greeted her with a smile.
"Miss Gan, good morning!"
"Where's Xiaotang?"
"The young master is having breakfast downstairs with sir."
She breathed a sigh of relief and headed toward the stairs.
"Miss Gan." The maid hurried after her. "The clothes for changing are all in the wardrobe. What would you like to wear today? I can prepare them for you now."
Gan Yuan paused to glance at her own clothes, noting the bloodstains on her trouser legs and the greenish grass juices, while her top was even more of a disaster, covered in various stains and even torn in several places by branches.
"No need, I can manage on my own."