Feng Fuce furrowed his cool brows: "Ill?"
Qingmei sighed: "Yes, I don't know what's going on. Marquis, wait until the Princess wakes up to come again."
After she spoke, Feng Fuce instinctively stepped forward to the left, as if wanting to pass Qingmei to take a look inside.
Qingmei quickly blocked his way, looking at Feng Fuce with confusion: "Marquis?"
Could it be that Marquis Wan wants to go in and visit?
But the Princess hasn't woken up yet!
Feng Fuce snapped back to reality and gave Qingmei a cold look: "Understood, if there's anything the Marquis can help with, come and inform at the Xiuluo Guard."
"Yes." Qingmei nodded.
Feng Fuce returned to the Xiuluo Guard.
The three bandits brought back earlier were standing in a line, holding brooms.
Upon seeing Feng Fuce return, they all straightened up and greeted with a loud voice: "Greetings, Marquis!"
Feng Fuce instantly shot them a cold glare: "Quiet."
