361 Ugly Dispute

The chirping of the birds upon the blooming branch was what roused the sleeping woman on the bed. Weary, chestnut eyes swept across the spacious, yet tastefully decorated room. Flowy, muslin curtains flowed from the canopy bed, swaying to the tamed gust of air seeping through the cracks of the slightly ajar windows. She glanced upwards and saw a contemporary chandelier that seemed to be a jumble of large rings encrusted in diamonds. 

She glanced down at her hands, bending her fingers one by one, then unraveling it like a confused child. Her hand immersed itself over the thick, fur comforter. 

"Oh my." The maid's eyes widened in shock when she saw the conscious woman sitting upright on the bed with a dazed and curious expression. "Madam, you're awake."

Zhao Lifei quirked her head and scanned the room again. 'Madam? Where?'