Song Jia opened the doors and walked out of her room.
She immediately saw Lu Ping who was heading her way.
"Ah! Master! You've already woken up?" She asked.
"Mn.." She nodded. "I'll be having my breakfast at the Meal Hall today."
"Yes, Master…" Lu Ping followed Song Jia two steps behind.
"Have they woken up yet?"
"Yes, Master.. Young Master He Ruogang, and the other Young Masters were already up early, training. As for the Young Misses, they also got up early."
Song Jia nodded. "You can go tell them where I'm headed in case they're looking for me."
"Yes, Master." At this Lu Ping walked in the other direction, heading towards the courtyard where Song Jia's friends are.
'Seems like I would need more space..' Song Jia thought.
Back then, she only needed a place for her workers to reside in.
But now, with visitors coming in and out, she could see that it would get cramped here soon.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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