Thinking of this, he turned around resolutely, walked to the palace door, and pushed it open.
Feiyue was waiting outside, and when she saw him coming out, there was a little smile in her eyes.
He glanced at him sideways and said calmly: "How is the investigation going?"
Feiyue said: "When we entered, the inside was in a mess, and it seemed that someone had turned it over, but there were no traces left.
Feiyue looked at him nervously, wondering why His Highness suddenly sent him to lead people to search Nuanxiang Palace.
There was no expression on Xijian Liying's handsome face, and she seemed not surprised by this result.
"Continue to monitor!" He said calmly: "No matter he is a human or a ghost, whatever game he wants to play with me, I will accompany him to the end!"
The eyelids are slightly drooped, and there is a luster that no one can understand in the obsidian eyes.
Then, he turned around and walked into Fuyun Palace.
Yanran was not asleep. She had been paying attention to the movements outside. Sleeping in a completely unfamiliar environment and in the house of a perverted man, her awareness of vigilance was greatly increased.
Xijian Liying opened the palace door and said something to Feiyue that she didn't hear clearly.
However, she heard his footsteps coming back very clearly, and she also clearly felt that he stood in front of her.
Then, his steps became heavier and heavier, as if he was angry, and then he punched the bedpost. The ornaments on the bed fell to the floor with a clanking sound, and the solid ivory bed also shook several times.
Hearing the noise, when Yanran poked her head out from under the quilt, a manic man had already thrown herself into the bed.
As he poked his head out from under the quilt, a pair of evil and dangerous eyes shot around.
As soon as he looked into her beautiful round and watery eyes, he was startled, snorted coldly, and turned away angrily.
Yanran didn't bother to pay attention to his nonsensical temper, and obediently retreated into her quilt.