As soon as she came out, she saw a familiar figure.
Xie Xingyun placed his hand lightly on his chin, as if he was thinking. Then, he put it down, and the high bridge of his nose cut a shadow on his cheek.
The imperial guard cupped his fists and pointed at this area. His voice was a little soft, and Bai Xianyu could not hear him clearly. He was probably reporting the number of people.
After the two of them finished speaking, Xie Xingyun turned around. When he saw her standing outside the hall, he was slightly stunned. Then, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Bai Xianyu had been his wife for a few years. Most of the time, she knew what Xie Xingyun's expression meant.
This expression meant that he was angry.
Xie Xingyun walked in front of her, grabbed her wrist, and dragged her away with a dark expression.
