The following night.
Feng Fuce returned to the Xiuluo Guard after finishing his work outside.
Lei Hu immediately stepped forward, "Marquis, as you instructed, I've been keeping an eye on the Princess's health. Today, people from Ruizhu Palace mentioned that the Princess no longer has a fever, and her spirits are better."
Feng Fuce unclasped his cuff at the washbasin, washing his slender fingers.
He lowered his cold eyes and seemingly calmly responded, "Mm."
But in his heart, he was reflecting.
Sure enough, it was the issue with the Raging Flame Lamp.
After Lu Wang retrieved the item, Bai Zhi'er no longer felt discomfort.
Doubt rose once more in Feng Fuce's cold, black eyes.
Why would the Raging Flame Lamp placed near the Heavenly Dao cause harm to Bai Zhi'er?
Exactly at what point did things go wrong?
Lei Hu handed over a clean soap towel to help Feng Fuce dry his hands.
"Does the Marquis wish to visit the Princess now?" Lei Hu inquired.
