Shen Chuwei uneasily shook her head, "No one has said anything to this concubine."
Xiao Jinyan frowned, feeling that Little Nine was keeping something from him.
"Then why did you suddenly ask this palace that question?"
Shen Chuwei looked down at Xuetuan in her arms, struggling with her thoughts, when Liu Xi stepped in with a bow.
"Your Highness, Minister Lu requests an audience."
Xiao Jinyan nodded, his gaze turning towards Shen Chuwei, observing her hesitant expression, "This palace will attend to matters first and return later."
Shen Chuwei nodded.
Xiao Jinyan stood up, gave Shen Chuwei a glance, and then departed.
It wasn't until Xiao Jinyan's figure had vanished at the door that Shen Chuwei withdrew her gaze and looked down at Xuetuan in her arms, her delicate brows furrowing as she thought about the portrait and jade stone hidden in the secret compartment.
She stroked Xuetuan's fluffy head, who in the world was Feng Wuyou?