Chapter 1179 - Lingling! (1/2)

“Let’s go, Silver Mask King.” Tang Mo’er was about to leave.

A deep, magnetic voice rang in her ears. “Sister, hold on for a bit. I’ll change my clothes and go with you.”

Tang Mo’er turned around to look at Lu Yeming, her lashes fluttered gently. “There’s no need for you to come, Yeming. Silver Mask King has a chauffeur who will take me back.”

Lu Yeming remained expressionless. “I will accompany you.”

Turning around, he went upstairs.

Tang Mo’er watched her younger brother from the back and her heart melted at his protectiveness. Her younger brother had grown up, he had become so overbearing now.

…

A few limousines stopped on the lawn of the Snow Mountain Residence and Tang Mo’er got down the limousine.

The car window wound down, revealing Lu Yeming’s handsome face. Tang Mo’er waved at him. “Yeming, I’ll go in first. Wait for me here.”

Lu Yeming sat in the back and smiled. “Okay.”

Tang Mo’er entered the Snow Mountain Residence.

Xuan Ying witnessed the scene and he went in front, looking at Lu Yeming. “West Duke, you seem to feel something more for your elder sister.”

Lu Yeming leaned against the seat, looking at Xuan Ying nonchalantly. “Feng Lingxue seemed to have gone to the North Palace during her disappearance. Silver Mask King, if you have that much time to spare, you should probably mind your own business.”

With his eyes shifting, Xuan Ying moved his lips as he said, “Don’t worry, I’m clear about my own matters, more so than anyone else.”

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Tang Mo’er went upstairs and looked at Xuan Ying, who followed behind her. “Where’s Miss Feng’s room?”

Xuan Ying pointed at the servants’ room in the front.

When Tang Mo’er pushed open the door and stepped inside, her eyes scanned the surroundings.

“Stop looking, no one can hide here.” Xuan Ying’s tone was cold.

Indeed, the servant room wasn’t well furnished. There was only a bed, a window and a closet. It was a small space, one glance and one could finish looking at it.

Tang Mo’er’s gaze landed on the closet. She went in front, pulling open the doors to the closet.

Opening the doors, a row of clothes was hanging inside and behind those clothes, a figure huddled up in a corner.

Xuan Ying’s expression changed, he instantly rushed in front, pulling away those clothes.

Feng Lingxue huddled inside, she was asleep. She really was asleep, wearing just a thin dress and hugging her knees, she hid in the closet like a kitten that was playing hide-and-seek.

Xuan Ying felt a twinge in his chest. He helped tidy her hair so it wasn’t in her face. Her face was completely pale, her lips pink and supple, that harmless countenance made one want to kiss her.

Seeing her like this, Xuan Ying didn’t move, he continued looking at her for a long time.

Bending over, he carried her out of the closet.

He stretched his legs out, carrying her out of the servant’s room and kicked open the door to his master bedroom. Then he placed her on the soft bed.

Even while she was moved, Feng Lingxue was still asleep, she hadn’t woken up and her limbs were chilled to the bone.

His assistant, Ah Zhou walked over, bringing a tablet in front of Xuan Ying as he reported, “Master, we’ve just obtained the surveillance camera tape. Miss Feng came back yesterday, early in the morning.”

Xuan Ying’s gaze riveted on Ah Zhou.