"Good morning, Ms. Hilov." Jils, carrying a washbasin, showed a surprised expression and smiled at Hilov who was stepping out.
Jils had only just returned today to serve as Hilov's maid in the Mechanical Palace. She had recently recovered from Divine Favor illness and then caught the flu.
The little girl had lost seven or eight pounds, and her already thin face looked somewhat sunken.
"Good morning, Jils." Hilov nodded slightly towards Jils with her cold face, her tail leisurely swaying, "I finally managed to adjust my schedule."
"Yes, I finally get to see you in the morning." Jils placed the washbasin on the shelf, with a few freesia petals soaking in the hot water.
Under Ah Fu's direction, Hilov first took the mouthwash, then reached out to scoop up the hot water to wash her face.
After finishing everything, she scraped her fingers in a small bottle and pressed it on her lips, pursing them forcefully: "Jils, is my lipstick crooked?"
