"Master?"
The room was empty.
The bedding was neatly folded, just as the master had the habit of doing.
But, at this time, why hadn't the master returned?
As night fell, could it be that the master was still outside looking for her?
Xiaoyao turned her head, glaring at Feng Yexuan, and couldn't help but feel resentful, "Master must have gone out looking for me!"
That gaze was filled with silent reproach.
I've told you to let me go back and send a message to the master, but you refused.
In fact, all that was done for the common people today didn't need her at all.
Her presence there was utterly insignificant!
Feng Yexuan didn't speak, his face still expressionless.
It seemed that he didn't take the matter of her master's disappearance seriously either.
Xiaoyao was truly angry.
These princes, so used to being above others, considered the affairs of others as trifles!
"Master!"