Lou Xingyue nodded, glanced at the servant and then lifted her leg to walk into the room.
She planned to stay outside, but she still had to discuss it with her brother.
Every time she returned to that room, she shivered.
She always felt as though there were still evil spirits lingering at the window.
She didn't want to experience that kind of horror again.
She ascended the stairs.
Came to the door of one of the studies on the third floor.
The door was slightly ajar, the orange light from within sneaked through the gap onto the black floor of the corridor. Lou Xingyue raised her hand, preparing to knock on the door.
"We certainly didn't expect Fu Chi to be the Crown Prince of the Fu Family back then."
A gentle and cultured male voice came from inside the study.
Lou Xingyue's movement abruptly stopped.
She didn't continue to move, but stood at the door, listening to the conversation inside.
In the study.