Bo Yeyuan's eyes narrowed deeply as he punished the servant who let Li Qiyu go immediately.
Click, he turned the doorknob and unlocked it, entering the princess-themed living room.
Since they were married, they had slept separately; this room was prepared by the servants for Li Qiyu, and he had never entered it before.
Later on, as Li Qiyu's temperament changed drastically, he came once and watched her burn the oil painting he had drawn with his hands.
Back then, their wedding photos still hung on the wall.
Now, all were taken down.
The milk-white color scheme and layers of ruffled curtains and bed canopies made the room appear even more dreamlike.
Bo Yeyuan noticed that both the bookcase and the desk were very clean, completely empty.
"The Young Lady said she didn't like those things and had us throw them all away," a young servant muttered, "She has been acting very oddly lately."