Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord

Little Tiger nodded affirmatively: "We cultivate inside the bracelet, and once we've reached a certain level of martial power, we can naturally combine."

"Really?"

Xuexue still seemed very skeptical.

"Of course, don't forget my status, I'm a Thousand Year Striped Tiger, would I lie?"

Xuexue yawned, feeling exhausted, and said somewhat perfunctorily: "Yeah, yeah, I believe you, alright? I'm so sleepy. You go play by yourselves, I'll nap for a bit."

These two are real night owls; they don't need to sleep. I can't compare with them, or I'd be exhausted in minutes.

Unexpectedly, Little Tiger wouldn't let her off: "Master, you still haven't told me, what happened outside just now that made the bed topple?"

"Aren't you a Thousand Year Striped Tiger? Don't you understand everything? Why ask me?"

Xuexue threw a series of questions at him, almost choking Little Tiger.

"Even though I've lived over a thousand years, the matters of the heart are still unopened; it's normal not to understand matters between men and women."

"We keep our distance as men and women, is it appropriate to ask me about this?"

"...!"

Xuexue shot him a glare, lay down on the flower bed, and closed her eyes to rest.

Little Tiger stood there like a block of wood, feeling somewhat dejected, looking at the sleeping Xuexue, silently cursing: I want to ask someone else too, but I only know you.

The next day at dawn, when Zi Xia brought the maids and Old Maid to help Xuexue wash up, they found the quilt on the ground hadn't been touched at all, and immediately started fussing.

"Miss, you weren't worried about troubling us at the Third Watch of the Night and sat in the room alone all night, were you?"

Xuexue smiled indifferently: "No, I slept at the table all night."

Zi Xia looked pained: "Miss, you always choose to suffer yourself rather than inconvenience others. But don't forget, we're all maids, it's our duty to do everything."

"Stop talking nonsense, you're not just a maid, you're Xuexue's good sister."

Zi Xia was about twenty years old, and in ordinary families, women her age were already mothers.

Zi Xia had a bold and carefree personality, seemingly indifferent to marriage matters, feeling that even if she never marries, as long as she can stay by Miss' side, that's fine.

Of course, Xuexue disagreed with Zi Xia's thinking; having finally been reborn, she wanted those who loved her to be happy, though she hadn't found a suitable man yet.

Zi Xia's eyes welled up with tears upon hearing this, choking up: "Miss, you treat your maids so well."

Ask any big household, which master's not aloof, treating servants like nobody?

But Xuexue not only treats her like a sister, in daily life, everything is equal.

Zi Xia didn't know that deep down, Xuexue was a very cautious person, not easily trusting others, and all her current treatment was due to the loyalty she earned from Xuexue in a previous life.

"Stop saying nice things, show me some real action."

"Huh?"

Xuexue's random comment left Zi Xia feeling like a Monk—totally perplexed.

"Why are you staying still? Hurry and come over to do my hair and makeup, are you trying to starve your Miss?"

"Oh! Coming, coming."

Zi Xia had a sudden realization; so that's what Miss meant!

Soon, after Xuexue was dolled up and washed, she went to the outer hall for breakfast.

Zi Xia busied herself directing the maids to re-clean the room, especially clearing out the bed's remains and buying a new, quality bed.