Only after everything was in order did it head straight to Cui Yun's study.
Ji Xin, with a feather duster in hand, was cleaning up when she saw Xue Tuan enter and look around curiously.
"The master isn't here."
"Meow?"
Ji Xin whispered, "The Second Prince comes uninvited. With his status, the master has no choice but to entertain him."
Xue Tuan blinked its eyes.
Its paw pads pointed towards the paper and pen on the desk.
It even contemplated whether informing about the possible trouble that Cui family father and son might encounter would change everything.
"Thinking of mischief again?"
"Meow."
No.
With a proud 'plop', it knocked over the ink cake. Under Ji Xin's puzzled gaze, it started grinding ink with all its might.
"This is not for you to touch."
Ji Xin hurriedly picked it up.
"Your paws are dirty, let me wipe them for you; if you get your fur dirty, I fear it won't be easy to clean."
"Meow."
It gestured and made a motion as if it were writing.
Ji Xin understood.
