"All right, Manor Lady."
The palace maids from Fengyun Manor followed behind Feng Ruqing. They seemed shy. It might seem like Feng Ruqing was their bridegroom if the public did not know better.
Nan Xian seemed to be calmer now. But, he soon saw the facial expressions of the palace maids. His facial expression soon turned cold again.
"Qing'er, are they the palace maids whom you have eloped with?"
Feng Ruqing was speechless.
'Eloped? When did that happen? Why didn't I know about that?'
Feng Ruqing turned and looked at Nan Xian, shocked. "Who told you that I have eloped with someone else?"
"Xiao Qing." Nan Xian was rather honest.
Feng Ruqing's facial expression darkened. "I'll brew snake soup when I'm back."
'Damn it! How could Xiao Qing make up stories about me in front of the state preceptor! I'll not let it go when it's back!'
