Blood Feast Dining Together

She ruffled Qing'Er's hair. Qing'Er's eyes quivered a little, then opened. When she saw Liu Rushuang, she rubbed her eyes and sat up. "Young Miss, is it morning yet?" She asked with a smile on her face.

Liu Rushuang's face was instantly covered in cold sweat. She really is the most unreliable maid... But she liked her. "If you don't want to go eat, then you can continue to sleep," she said with a gentle smile.

Qing'Er furrowed her brows and thought about it for a moment before she suddenly came to a sudden realisation. "Oh yeah! Young Miss, we haven't even had lunch yet!"

Liu Rushuang slightly grinned and said, "In the afternoon, I'll have to dine in the main hall, so I can't be with you."

"Ok, Young Miss. It should be almost time now. Let me comb your hair for you," Qing'Er said with a smile.