Both fixated their gazes upon each other, rushing to the bedside simultaneously, their eager eyes staring at the recently awakened Su Luo, asking in unison.
"Little Princess, am I not your favorite maid?"
"Lady, I have the best relationship with you, I'm the one you like the most, am I not?"
Su Luo blinked disorientedly a couple of times, glanced at the two drenched figures kneeling by the bed and said hoarsely, "I'm thirsty!"
Lei Yun and Qing Yi snapped out of their stupor and rushed over to get water for Su Luo.
Their heads collided, and they grimaced in pain.
Within moments, they brought over the water, jostling and elbowing each other, nearly spilling the tea.
Su Luo had already sat up by herself, but her complexion was still paler, as if she had weathered a long, terrible nightmare.
She glanced at the two cups of water swaying before her eyes and asked, "Lei Yun, what happened to your hand?"
