Xin He's heartbeat quickened until it missed a beat; her face instantly turned a few shades paler. Turning around she laughed softly, saying, "Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be entertaining guests in the front courtyard?"
Mu Houchu's eyes were glacial as he looked at her in a way that sent chills down her spine. Leaning down to look at her he said, "If I didn't come, you might get abducted and I wouldn't know."
Xin He hugged his arm tightly. "What are you talking about?"
By doing so, she tried to reassure Mu Houchu that she was only his wife and will never be Duan Lan's. Also, she aimed to restrain him from possibly dismembering Duan Lan due to his intense fury.
Mu Houchu was not oblivious to this small woman's intention. Did she think her faint cunning would deceive him?
Although her action did soothe him to some extent, the thought that she was secretly still siding with the insolent brat, Duan Lan, kept his anger boiling.