Sister Hao nodded, "Madam, everything's been put in the fridge. I'm going to fetch it now. Is there anything else you need?"
"No, that's all."
Su Ningyan didn't have much of an appetite; she was only interested in the bayberries.
The house was empty now, the old master had taken Lin Liuliu out.
Zhuo Junyue wasn't there either, and Su Ningyan felt even more bored at this moment.
She returned to her room, rubbed her brow, and suddenly felt inexplicably sleepy.
She yawned, half lying on the couch, and actually fell asleep.
Sister Hao, carrying the washed bayberries, saw that Su Ningyan seemed to be asleep.
But sleeping like this, the young madam might easily catch cold.
She pondered for a moment, then gently called out twice, "Madam, Madam..."
Su Ningyan opened her eyes and saw Sister Hao.
Sister Hao knew she had disturbed her nap, "Madam, I'm sorry for waking you. If you're tired, you should sleep in bed to avoid catching cold. I'll just leave the bayberries here."
