"Why is the General here?"
Li Sangruo's heart thumped erratically, and she instinctively asked in reply.
Pei Jue had only left the seat a step ahead of her.
It was not strange that he found Feng Yun first; what was strange was, where did Wei Zheng go?
Clad in a cyan-grey cloak, Pei Jue stood amid the hazy light of the night lantern, his expression stern and cold. His dark eyes barely glancing over, they seemed to hide a thick murderous intent.
"My wife cannot hold her liquor well and entered the wrong room. I just found her."
He wrapped Feng Yun entirely in his cloak.
"Your Highness, why are you here? Why did you barge through the door?"
Li Sangruo's lips trembled as she hesitated, "Hearing that the General's wife was missing, I was anxious and came out to help look..."
Her heart was in torment; she didn't know how her voice managed to escape her lips.
"Is the lady alright?"
