Back in the farmhouse, she returned to her room alone. Looking at the blanket on the bed that they had shared, she collapsed onto the kang and began to cry uncontrollably, a far cry from the composed demeanor she had outside. Xiaobai, with its head hanging low, stayed by Feng Xuxu's side, silently watching over her.
"Feng Xuxu, please restrain your grief. Excessive sorrow could harm the little master." Xiaobai nuzzled Feng Xuxu with its tiger-like head, knowing that even Dugu Chen wouldn't want to see her mistreating herself so.
Lifting her swollen eyes, she composed herself, knowing that her most important task at the moment was to find Dugu Chen. She had to see him alive or find his body if he was dead.
She sat quietly on the kang until the first light of dawn appeared in the east.
With a creak, the door opened, and the people in the courtyard looked unanimously at the person who had just stepped out.