Agarwood Pavilion.
Inside the house.
Su Jin woke up, sat on the bed stretching, and sleepily watched Xingxing mopping the floor.
The little maid was focused and serious.
She didn't even notice Su Jin was awake.
After watching for a while, Su Jin couldn't help but interrupt her, "Are you planning to mop the floor until the mosquitoes slip and do the splits?"
Xingxing let out a sound of surprise, turned around, and revealed a bright and sunny smile.
She walked over with the mop and said happily, "Miss, you're awake. The mop you mentioned, I made it, and it's really easy to use. It doesn't take any effort at all, and the floor is especially clean."
"I can see that," Su Jin said.
Earlier, coming back from kneeling as punishment at the ancestral hall, on the way back to the Agarwood Pavilion, many maids were kneeling on the ground wiping away coal dust.
They dared not openly blame her, but glared at her resentfully behind her back.
