The morning sun was particularly brilliant, quite rare for an early autumn day.
Ming Mei lay in bed as the sunshine seeped through the window and onto her. She had stayed up late the previous night and didn't feel like getting up for breakfast yet. She wrapped herself into a ball with her blanket. The warmth of the sun on her body felt so cozy that she didn't want to move at all.
Seeing her with a hand covering her eyes, Zhao gently asked, "Young Madam, are you awake?"
Ming Mei responded languidly, "Mm...I'm awake..."
"It's time for breakfast. Why don't you get up and eat something? If you're still tired, you can go back to sleep after."
Ming Mei rolled over and hugged her soft blanket closer, "I'm not hungry. I want to sleep, talk to me later…"
Seeing that she really couldn't wake Ming Mei, Zhao carefully retreated.
However, less than ten minutes later, Zhao returned. She called out, "Young Madam..."