Su Ying's expression froze. Could it be that there were assassins last night?
"What kind of noise?"
Zhou Qing frowned and said, "It sounded like… the bed was shaking and there were also some muffled groans. I couldn't hear it clearly."
Su Ying was speechless.
She then took a sip of water without any change in her expression. "You must be mistaken."
Zhou Qing blinked in confusion. Did she hear wrongly? However, the noise last night seemed to have gone on for a long time.
"It could also have been a rat," Su Ying said with certainty.
Zhou Qing nodded. "That was possible."
Su Ying felt that it wasn't necessarily a good thing for a maidservant to have such sharp hearing.
After washing up, a maidservant served breakfast.
The table that could seat eight people was once again filled to the brim.
