"Miss, Young Master's friend, Lord Luo Tang, has come again," came the voice of a maid from outside the room.

"Tell him to get lost," Xiying's voice rose with disgust, without a hint of politeness.

"Miss, he's the Young Master's friend. It's not very nice to say that. The Young Master would like you to meet him when you're free," the maid hesitated before adding softly.

After a moment of thought, Xiying said, "Then you go and meet him on my behalf. Isn't that how they do it in the plays? In the end, the clever maid gets married off."