Feng Yun was completely unaware of the youth's inner turmoil, and ordered Xiaoman to summon Xing Bing, instructing him to tighten security around the residence in the coming days, especially to guard against people with a Yunchuan accent.
Xing Bing went down to carry out the order.
After some thought, she picked up her pet auk and leisurely knelt on the rush mat, grooming its fur and feeding it dried meat.
Grandmother Han came in with a soup tureen and started to scold as soon as she opened her mouth.
"Miss has always been frail since a young age; the sun is so fierce, and you didn't think to draw the gauze curtains... Xiaoman, Daman, and the rest of you, if you don't need your eyes, you might as well feed them to the auk!"
Ever since learning of Feng Yun's encounter with danger, Grandmother Han had been very anxious for her.
