Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 561 - 560: This Prince, Do Not Provoke

Chapter 561: Chapter 560: This Prince, Do Not Provoke

"Master?"

The room was empty.

The bedding was neatly folded, just as the master had the habit of doing.

But, at this time, why hadn’t the master returned?

As night fell, could it be that the master was still outside looking for her?

Xiaoyao turned her head, glaring at Feng Yexuan, and couldn’t help but feel resentful, "Master must have gone out looking for me!"

That gaze was filled with silent reproach.

I’ve told you to let me go back and send a message to the master, but you refused.

In fact, all that was done for the common people today didn’t need her at all.

Her presence there was utterly insignificant!

Feng Yexuan didn’t speak, his face still expressionless.

It seemed that he didn’t take the matter of her master’s disappearance seriously either.

Xiaoyao was truly angry.

These princes, so used to being above others, considered the affairs of others as trifles!

"Master!"

After searching the room and finding nothing, she immediately went out and bumped into the innkeeper.

"Have you seen my master? The one with the mask, the very tall man with an impressive stature!"

"That hero... he left early this morning, oh right, he has already paid the room bill. This room, starting from tomorrow..."

The innkeeper seemed a bit embarrassed to say, but Xiaoyao knew what it meant.

In other words, after today, from tomorrow onward, these two rooms would no longer belong to them.

Xiaoyao immediately returned to her own room and indeed, even the parcels had been packed.

It was packed by the master, but the master had left.

A letter was on the bed, pressed under the bundle.

Xiaoyao hurried over to it, opened it, and her expression grew even worse.

"What does it say?" Feng Jinrui asked curiously.

Xiaoyao bit her lip, glaring at him, "Master said that I have made contributions, and Prince Xuan will surely reward me handsomely. He told me to follow the Prince back to the Imperial City, and he would go there to find me."

But she wanted to see her master!

Why would he leave her with Prince Xuan, just for that reward?

Does the master still see her as that wasteful bad girl who doesn’t know the value of money?

Has he gone off to "earn money" again?

Xiaoyao hung her head in dejection. Without seeing the master, she felt very uneasy.

Feng Jinrui, however, looked thrilled, "You’re going to the Imperial City with us?"

Turning around, and looking at Feng Yexuan, who had been watching Xiaoyao with a strange and complicated gaze from the doorway, Feng Jinrui’s eyes were shining brightly.

"Loyal Brother, I’m taking Xiaoyao with us!"

Feng Yexuan narrowed his eyes, his face still as impassive as water, "How do you know she isn’t a spy sent by our enemies?"

How can one accomplish great things with such recklessness?

"How could Xiaoyao possibly be a spy?" Feng Jinrui refused to believe it!

Because... because Xiaoyao looked too much like that enchantress!

Anyone who resembled the Enchantress had to be a good person.

Although Feng Jinrui was usually reluctant to admit it, that’s what he firmly believed in his heart.

The feeling Xiaoyao gave him was just like that of the Enchantress.

Xiaoyao was definitely not a bad person.

"You’re the spy!" Xiaoyao glared at Feng Yexuan.

Now that the master had left, leaving her behind, she was already in a bad mood.

And this high and mighty Prince even dared to ridicule her! It was too much!

Who knew, Feng Yexuan’s gaze suddenly darkened, and his eyes turned ice cold in an instant.

Xiaoyao quickly reined in her hostility towards him, and instinctively, hid behind Feng Jinrui.

Being in a bad mood, she momentarily forgot that this high and mighty Prince was not someone she could afford to provoke.

Feng Yexuan huffed, then turned and left the room.

Feng Jinrui turned back to look at the young girl standing behind him and said softly, "Don’t be afraid. Loyal Brother may seem a bit fierce, but he’s actually a good person."

"Really?" It was the "Loyal Brother" outside who asked this question.

Feng Jinrui’s face turned red.

Loyal Brother towards a young lady... he really wasn’t much of a good person. Fierce was true, not good... was also true.

He was good only to the Enchantress.

"Don’t worry, I’m here," Feng Jinrui whispered.

Outside, Leng Ji rushed over in haste, "Prince, there’s news from the Empress!"