"Young Master!"
Lianlian pushed the door open, "Why are you sitting by the window alone? The wind is so strong, you'll catch a cold!"
Huangfu Xian stared steadily outside the window, not answering Lianlian's words.
Xiao Hen was no longer in the room, and there wasn't even a trace that he had been there.
Lianlian walked over quickly and closed the window through the table.
"Don't close it," said Huangfu Xian.
Lianlian, halfway through closing the window, stopped and turned her head doubtfully to look at her young master, "But it's cold."
"I'm not cold," Huangfu Xian said indifferently.
"Well, okay, I'll close it just a little bit," Lianlian closed the window halfway.
Through the gap of the window, Huangfu Xian looked outside, his expression indifferent and gloomy.
It was not the first day Lianlian had served Princess Ning An, and she was used to these moods of Huangfu Xian, yet she still couldn't help but feel distressed.