The next day.
Tap, tap, tap.
Liu Su was sleeping soundly when suddenly the noise of a kitchen knife chopping on a chopping board woke her up.
She turned over, letting the sunlight streaming slantingly through the window shine on her backside.
After a while, a rich aroma drifted into her nose, causing Liu Su to snap open her eyes and sit up abruptly from the bed.
"This smell... it's soup made with Cloud-Piercing Pigeon! Oh my, Master and Mistress, wait for me!"
Liu Su threw off the quilt, not even bothering to put on outerwear, and dashed out in a thin inner robe.
Only to find Qiu Zhihe, Qin Gengyun, Si Minglan, and the Little Hammer girl sitting at the table, each holding a bowl of meat soup, drinking.
"Ahhh! Miss, how could you! Cloud-Piercing Pigeon is one of the top ten delicacies of Northern Wilderness! How could you sneakily eat it without inviting me!"
