Xiao Yu's eyes surged with a bloody hue, "Su Yingxue!!! Is this how you take care of her?"
He had forcibly retrieved Yan'er from his embrace, only to let her suffer like this?
Struggling to get up from the bed, Xiao Yu picked up the bone flute that he had thrown under the bed, grasping it tightly in his hand, his entire face becoming sinister and chillingly cold.
News from the old residence reached the palace, and both Su Yingxue and Chu Yihan woke up before dawn. Su Yingxue hurried to Yaoguang Hall, her expression fraught with urgency, "Emperor, I've heard that Miaoyan was also startled awake last night. Though she wasn't harmed, she has been incessantly asking to see Xiao Yu today, refusing to eat or take her medicine to recover properly. Surely, someone must have said something to her!"
Chu Yihan's eyebrows furrowed tightly, "There has been no reaction from Xiao Yu's end, but he is a man of deep thoughts. Once he sets his mind on something, we must be wary."
