The next day, when Wufu got up on time from bed, she found her personal maid, Purple Jade, with a face full of smiles, looking as if she had picked up a piece of gold.
"What has made you so happy? You can hardly keep your mouth shut!" Wufu asked Purple Jade, baffled.
Purple Jade beamed, "This servant is happy because last night Ninth Master expressed his feelings to the young lady." These two's obtuseness was making her anxious.
"Oh. Is that all?"
Purple Jade glanced at her and cautiously asked, "Is the young lady not pleased?"
Which woman, upon hearing of a man's affection for her, wouldn't feel joy from the bottom of her heart, no matter how composed she appeared on the surface? And all the more so, when that man is of such noble and extraordinary status!
"It's not a matter of being happy or not happy!" Wufu pondered and then said, "Do you also think I and Ah Jiu might end up together?"
Purple Jade's expression changed slightly, "Young lady..."
