Xiaoman stood rooted to the spot, dazed.
The bathing tub was enveloped in steam, the air carried the fragrance of soap, the clothes hung on the wooden rack were still there, and after searching the entire cleansing room, the lady's outer garment was nowhere to be found... just like that, she had vanished...
The lady had disappeared, and now the General had arrived, wouldn't they demand their lives?
She almost cried out.
Daman said, "Could it be that the lady left with the Princely Heir of her own accord?"
Xiaoman shook her head resolutely, "No, no, the lady wouldn't do that."
She grabbed Daman's arm, "Something must have happened to the lady, it must have... Alou, didn't you say the lady had her own strategies? What do we do now? The lady is missing, will the General take our heads..."
Daman, her head spinning from the shaking, glanced sideways and then pushed the window.
The wooden latch of the window wasn't properly secured and opened with a push.
