"Ye Xuan, finish your drink, and I'll leave immediately. I won't bother you."
Feng Ling lowered her gaze, no longer daring to act presumptuously before Feng Ye Xuan.
Even the way she leaned forward now was indescribably humble.
Such subservience softened Feng Ye Xuan a little.
He had wanted to tell her that she didn't need to be so humble in front of him.
But he feared that if he said so, she would continue to stay.
He really didn't like spending time with her lately, yet he instinctively felt he had to take responsibility for her...
What a strange feeling!
But he really didn't want to be with her.
If drinking this bowl of ginseng soup would make her leave, it wasn't too bad.
Feng Ye Xuan finally took the bowl.
Feng Ling let out a heavy sigh of relief and said softly, "I'll go back immediately. I won't come to see you tonight. After you drink the ginseng soup, rest well."
"Mm." Feng Ye Xuan, without any further reservations, brought the bowl to his lips.
This action, tinged with a hint of pleasure, made Feng Ling's heart ache in a myriad of ways.
Hearing that she wouldn't disturb him tonight, was he really that happy?
How unwilling was he to be with her.
However, once he finished this bowl of ginseng soup, everything would be alright.
It would get better soon.
"Drink it while it's hot," she urged, hidden joy and excitement in her eyes.
Feng Ye Xuan didn't notice her. He only knew that once he drank the ginseng soup, she would leave.
He truly did not want to be alone with her right now.
The bowl was brought to his lips, and it seemed the soup was about to be consumed.
Unexpectedly, hurried footsteps sounded from outside: "Your Highness!"
Feng Ye Xuan paused and instinctively placed the soup bowl on the table. "Come in."
Feng Ling was so furious she felt like spitting blood. She turned and glared fiercely at Ding Chen, who entered a few steps away.
Ding Chen hadn't expected to be met with Feng Ling's hateful and angry gaze the moment he entered.
What had he done wrong?
Perhaps, probably, possibly... he had interrupted something good.
However, Ding Chen didn't take Feng Ling's unfriendliness to heart. He quickly walked to the desk and leaned towards Feng Ye Xuan.
"Your Highness, still no news of Yu Xing!"
Feng Ye Xuan's brows furrowed.
Three days. Yu Xing had been missing for three days, and there was still no news?
Feng Ling lowered her eyelids. No one could see her face, let alone her expression at this moment.
Ding Chen knew he was incompetent, but he could only report truthfully: "Yu Xing has never done this before, Your Highness. Your subordinate fears he... fears he has met with misfortune."
Feng Ye Xuan's face showed little emotion, but his fingertips tightened.
Yu Xing had been by his side for many years.
Among his subordinates, besides Leng Ji and the former Qing Ming, the most familiar and closest were the Four Killers.
How could he not have feelings for Yu Xing?
"Until his body is found, it cannot be confirmed that he is gone. Go search again!"
"Yes!"
However, as Ding Chen turned, he seemed to suddenly recall something and looked back at Feng Ling.
Feng Ling happened to look up, wanting to watch him leave.
Ding Chen's turn caught Feng Ling's gaze directly.
Feng Ling pursed her lips and remained silent. It was too late to withdraw her gaze.
"Is there something else?" Feng Ye Xuan also noticed the awkwardness between them.
Ding Chen glanced at Feng Ling again before returning to Feng Ye Xuan's desk, appearing somewhat hesitant.
After a moment, he said softly, "Before Yu Xing went missing, your subordinate discovered that he had gone to see Miss Feng."