When Madam Wang woke up, she found herself in the Qinger Building.
"Where is this place?"
She woke up in a daze, and everything in the room was unfamiliar.
Beside her was a Young maid, who immediately ran out upon seeing her wake up.
Madam Wang sat up from the bed, raising her gaze to take in the room.
The room was elegantly decorated and spotless, like the boudoir of a noble lady.
Madam Wang felt her head splitting with pain from drinking, as she reached up to tap her forehead, muttering to herself, "Where exactly am I! Where did mother take me?"
The room was decorated so tastefully it was more like a lady's chamber than an inn, and Madam Wang, with her wide experience, could clearly see that.
Just then, light footsteps came from outside the door.
Madam Wang turned her head and her eyes widened, "It's you."
"That's right, it's me."
