Su Rong slept for half a day and night, missing dinner, and only woke up the next day.
The madam, hearing that she was awake, came to her room early in the morning and saw her lazily sitting at the table having porridge. She had a laid-back attitude radiating from her whole being. Examining her, the madam asked, "Are you okay?"
From childhood, whenever she encountered a vexing issue, she would lock herself in her room and sleep for long hours, waking up refreshed and ready to cause mischief once more. Now, it seemed as though even after a good sleep, she was somewhat lacking in vigor.
Su Rong shook her head. "I'm fine."
The madam, sitting opposite her, huffed. "What is this 'I'm fine' nonsense? Tell me the truth. You went to admire the plum blossoms with Ye Guixue yesterday, but you came back so exhausted and slept for so long. Did something unpleasant happen? Or was there an incident?"
