"Has Madam rested yet?"
Nanny Cheng asked worriedly.
Yicui quietly withdrew. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, with Shen Hua's angry words from a short while ago still ringing in her ears.
— Don't stop me! Otherwise, I'll scratch you!
They all tried their best to persuade her with kind words, but Shen Hua simply wouldn't listen to a word.
Until Cui Yun stepped in.
— You're tired, go back and rest.
— I'm not tired.
Cui Yun was adamant.
— You are tired.
— Am I tired…?
The girl's tone became uncertain.
"She rested, and after drinking some hangover tea, she went to sleep."
Nanny Cheng was relieved upon hearing this: "The Marquis instructed before leaving that although the fruit wine tastes sweet, it has a strong aftereffect, which shows Madam's tolerance for alcohol isn't bad at all."
A usual girl would probably be drunk for three days and nights, and the strong smell of alcohol would gradually dissipate.
More than not bad.
