"Lady Xuanyuan, how did you get here?"
Lady Song rose swiftly, grabbed her outer robe, and pulled it on before approaching her. Her face still bore a hint of pallor, but she forced down her panic and regained her composure.
Feng Jiu smiled, glancing at Cheng Wanli. "I noticed his gaze toward you was off earlier today. When I came out for a stroll at night, I saw him sneaking toward your quarters in the dark. That's why I followed to check."
Her voice trailed off as her gaze fixed on the man. "Lady Song, what do you suggest we do with him?"
"This..."
Lady Song froze, momentarily at a loss. Killing him was out of the question—the Cheng family was far too powerful for the Song clan to provoke. But if they spared him, word of tonight's incident would spread...
