She sent the note out. Tonight she was going to drug Xuan Ying and work with her father, North Duke.
At night.
Xuan Ying returned to the Snow Mountain Residence and the maids opened the doors. When he first stepped into the living room, he could smell the heavenly scent of cooked food.
"Young Master, Miss Feng used up an entire day's time to prepare this sumptuous spread for you personally."
The maids at the Snow Mountain Residence didn't dare offend Feng Lingxue. They knew that she was Young Master's new favorite and all addressed her 'Miss Feng' instead now.
Xuan Ying looked in the direction of the dining room. Feng Lingxue came out of the kitchen, holding a plate of stir-fried vegetables.
Today she wore a floral dress with her hair pulled into a low ponytail that revealed her beautiful neck. She put on an apron of the same color scheme, exuding an innocent charm.
