The next day, when Dong Huiying got up, she found that Shu Yu had returned to normal.
She smiled slightly, thinking that yesterday must have gone smoothly, it seemed that the Second Master of our family had resolved a lingering worry.
"Great, let's have a feast this morning, I need to celebrate!" So, she rolled up her sleeves and headed into the kitchen to start cooking.
Ever since the incident with the Eighth Princess, Bai Xian had been busy recuperating and putting on a show; but strangely enough, Qinghe, who had been gradually distancing himself from the Eighth Princess, now stood out and took charge. He controlled the guards under the Eighth Princess, formulated policies, and ordered people to search. He did everything meticulously, without any leaks, but no one knew his true intentions.
Was it a sincere desire to find the Eighth Princess, or a secret hope that she had perished somewhere, no one knew.
