After returning to the courtyard, Cui Yun took out the portrait he had made earlier without any hesitation. His gaze lingered on it for just a moment.
"Investigate."
Ji Qing took it: "Yes."
He left swiftly.
With the indoor light on, it was bright as daytime.
Cui Yun leaned against the back of the chair, his eyes half-closed in lazy contemplation, his index finger bent, tapping the armrest repeatedly.
No one knew what he was thinking.
Until Ni Kang entered.
"Why summon me late at night?"
Cui Yun slightly raised his eyes: "How is her condition?"
"Oh, finally you ask."
Ni Kang found a seat and sat down: "I really don't understand, how did the Second Young Master from Marquis Yangling Mansion get involved with Fengzhou's Shen Family? How is Shen Hua, a mere little girl, worthy of such a big fuss from you?"
