The moment Li Meirong stepped outside, she nearly tumbled over an outer sect disciple who had prostrated herself on the bare floor right outside the door.
Li Meirong immediately took a step back, balancing herself as she tightened her hold on the towel and brush in her hands.
The young girl, dressed in the Forgotten Waters sect's servant clothes, had her forehead pressed to the ground. Her dark hair was neatly styled into two elaborate loops on each side of her small head. Golden strings tied to a bell decorated each loop, making her seem all the more adorable.
She immediately recognized the sister with an identical twin who had been introduced as her personal maid several months ago. She had naturally assumed that Zhu Qingyue's words were all in jest, since she hadn't seen the girls since that one single meeting.
"Please don't bow before me." Li Meirong smiled and asked gently, "I remember you and your sister. Your honoured surname was…?"
