"Yexuan..."
Fen Ling's feelings were complex; there were many things she wanted to say but dared not to.
Why was he so certain that Yuxing hadn't left of her own will?
Yet she didn't dare ask.
Feng Yexuan was far too astute. If she asked too much, it would surely provoke suspicion.
"Since you're still busy, I won't disturb you. Drink the ginseng soup, so I can tidy up and get some rest."
Feng Yexuan hesitated no longer and picked up the bowl.
Fen Ling knew perfectly well—he simply wanted her to leave as soon as possible.
The current Feng Yexuan did not even want to face her!
But once he finished the ginseng soup, later tonight, when the Poisonous Insect Poison flared up, she'd deepen his hypnosis again, and everything would be fine.
It would soon be fine.
Watching as Feng Yexuan brought the bowl to his lips, Fen Ling's eyes couldn't help but flicker with a trace of exhilaration.
Yet she feared Feng Yexuan might notice, so she quickly lowered her gaze.
