1140 Betrothal

Ye Futian's eyes turned to Fei Xue. He noticed Fei Xue was also looking at him.

"I haven't told my father anything yet," Fei Xue whispered to Ye Futian. Ye Futian could tell there was something playful about her tone; she must be in a good mood since she finally could live a normal life as others did.

From now on, she could always keep her father company and no longer needed to sleep.

Ye Futian chuckled to himself. Fei Xue didn't tell her father anything, and the Imperial Advisor didn't ask. It was as if nothing had happened yesterday. Even those Elder Brothers had no idea what happened.

However, the Imperial Advisor must have felt something even if he was not told.

At least, he knew the Seventh Sword was not merely a swordsman-in-training.

Even so, the Imperial Advisor didn't ask.

"Thank you," Ye Futian replied in a whisper. "Can your eyes be healed?"