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For the next consecutive days, Yun Bixue was almost completely severed from the outside world. This made her feel that something was off, so she started to observe Xie Limo.

Today, during lunch, Yun Bixue stared at Xie Limo with a suspicious expression.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Eat your meal!" Xie Limo pointed at Yun Bixue's bowl, which was overflowing with dishes that she had yet to eat.

A strange gleam flashed across Yun Bixue's eyes. After a few mouthfuls, she asked, "Limo, have you been hiding something from me for the past few days?"

Xie Limo's hands paused, and his expression shifted. "Why are you saying that? What do you think I can hide from you?"

Yun Bixue thought about it and really could not answer that question. He had a mistress? Well, that was simply impossible.

And even if he was hiding things from her, it was probably things regarding the noble families of the imperial capital.