Nan Zhifeng returned to her room to bathe and wash her hair, then sat in front of the dressing table to be pampered by the stylist and makeup artist.
Four young ladies surrounded her, serving her respectfully.
Nan Zhifeng closed her eyes and leaned back in the chair for a little nap.
"Miss Nan, you didn't eat lunch, how about some bird's nest?"
Aunt Feng brought over some bird's nest and a few pastries.
"No need, I'm not hungry," Nan Zhifeng said languidly. "I didn't sleep well last night, I want to snooze for a while. You go on with your work, don't mind me."
"Alright then, if you need anything, just call me. I'll be waiting outside the door."
"Mhm."
Nan Zhifeng responded with a sound and continued to doze off.
When the styling was nearly finished, a figure walked in and, seeing Nan Zhifeng's languid posture, couldn't help but smile.
"The young madam..."
"Shh~" Meng Wanting interrupted Aunt Feng's words, speaking softly, "Don't disturb her, let her rest."