"Madam's sleep is not deep, but after a furious outburst, she tends to sleep a few more hours. Send some more people to the kitchen; prepare several batches of her favorite dishes."
"Yes."
The servants dispersed.
After Sima Jingshu fell asleep, the moonlight over the entire oasis seemed to shine a bit brighter.
...
"Jingshu... Jingshu... I'm here looking for you..."
A fragmented voice woke Sima Jingshu from deep sleep.
The voice was so familiar that Sima Jingshu was startled awake. She rubbed her eyes as she emerged from her slumber, looking toward the source of the sound.
"This voice is so familiar... Who is calling me?"
She looked up, and at first glance, Sima Jingshu was so frightened that her sleepiness vanished, her whole body jumping up on the bed like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
