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"Go and check on her, lest the young mistress falls ill or something happens."
"Yeah. Even though she told me not to disturb her, I'll still go and take a look."
Zhang Ma nodded and went upstairs to knock on the door.
When there was no response from inside, she twisted the lock and went in.
"Young mistress—"
She called out softly.
"Hmm?"
Mai Xiaomai replied in a mumble with her eyes closed, "Don't disturb me, I want to keep sleeping."
"Young mistress, are you sick?"
Zhang Ma reached out to feel her forehead for a temperature and found she was not feverish; her complexion looked normal.
"I'm fine, just very sleepy, don't disturb me."
Mai Xiaomai slightly opened her eyes to look at her, turned over, and continued to sleep, hugging Qiao Chutian's pillow.
Zhang Ma helplessly shook her head and left the room, closing the door behind her.
"The young mistress hasn't woken up?"
"It seems like she doesn't want to wake up."
