Master Qin led cleaning palace maids inside, clearing up the mess on the floor.
The lights in the Sleeping Palace were lit.
Perhaps it was the presence of the little maid on the Phoenix Bed that added an unexpected yet lively touch to the stern and cold palace, making it seem a bit out of place yet somewhat comforting at the same time.
Gu Jiao sat on the bed, pondering whether she should get off or stay.
The Empress Dowager sat down next to her, staring at her reddened hand without saying anything.
Master Qin, who had sharp eyes, stepped forward and said to Gu Jiao with a smile, "Miss, your hand is injured. I have some ointment here. Let me apply it for you."
Gu Jiao looked at her hand in confusion, "Where is it injured? I don't see anything."
The Empress Dowager's gaze was cold.
Gu Jiao looked at her, then at Master Qin standing beside her.
Master Qin winked at her playfully.
Gu Jiao: "Oh."
She extended her small paw: "Alright then."