I opened my eyes, my head throbbing as if it would split open. That bottle of Maotai last night packed quite a punch, I thought, massaging my temples.
"Where is this?" I muttered, sitting up to find myself lying on a carved mahogany bed surrounded by antique furniture.
"The young master is awake?" A young maid dressed in a pale purple dress pushed the door open, carrying a bronze basin.
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