Sweet but Not Greasy

Hee Qing was the only one left in the hall, kneeling without moving.

No one disturbed her, no one hurried her.

She knelt there for a long time, expressionless, like a fossil.

The moon was moving through the clouds, rising into the sky.

Suddenly, Hee Qing stood up, her face was extremely relaxed.

As if nothing had happened, she carried the arrogance and willfulness Bai Zheng had shown when he first saw her in the shop that day as she walked out of the Mansion of Dingyuan Marquis with light footsteps.

In the backyard, Feng Linyuan stood under a tree alone and heard the report of Hee Qing's departure.

There was no surprise on his face at all. He only nodded slightly and replied: "If she's safe and sound tonight, let the scout in Mansion of Grand Commandant know and let her find an opportunity to connect with Hee Qing."

"Yes." Mo Lee accepted his orders and left.