The prime minister has been ordered to oversee it

Hua Jing stood there, a bewildered expression plastered on her face. "What... just happened?" she muttered to herself, glancing left and right as if searching for answers in the air.

The remaining maids looked at one another nervously, their faces still red. Realizing that their leader had abandoned them, they quickly bowed to Hua Jing before scattering like startled birds, their footsteps echoing down the corridor.

"Is everyone here losing their minds?" Hua Jing said to no one in particular, sighing as she turned back toward the room.

When she stepped inside, she found Zhao Yan standing exactly where she had left him, his posture calm and unbothered.

Her brows furrowed, and she pointed toward the bathroom. "I need to take a shower. Can you move a little?"

Zhao Yan raised a brow but stepped aside without a word, giving her just enough space to pass. Hua Jing huffed and quickly darted into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her with a soft thud.