"She said she was going to the kitchen to bring some cold dishes for the young miss, but she has been gone for quite a while now, and I don't know why she hasn't returned yet. Miss, should I go and see?"
"It's alright." Jiang Li shook her head, "Perhaps something delayed her, I'm not really concerned, I was just asking about her."
Jiang Li sat at the desk, idly flipping through a book in front of her, her heart inexplicably racing as if something was about to happen. The book before her eyes failed to capture her attention, her mind excessively troubled. She pressed a hand to her forehead, about to massage it, when suddenly, someone knocked on the door, and Tonger's voice came from outside.
Bai Xue opened the door, and as Tonger came in, Bai Xue, noticing her empty hands, wondered, "Weren't you going to bring cold dishes for the young miss? How come you have nothing?"