"He's not in the banquet hall."
Dong Gong Ruoshu walked back after circling outside and said.
Chen Yi had not arrived for a long time. It wasn't just Yin Weiyin who felt puzzled; even Dong Gong Ruoshu found it odd.
Logically, on the eve of the New Year, he should have come to greet her, his betrothed wife.
But after fifteen minutes passed, he still hadn't shown up.
"Could something have happened?" Dong Gong Ruoshu asked worriedly.
"Don't jinx it."
Yin Weiyin rebuked harshly, her brows deeply furrowed with concern.
Chen Yi's discord with the Empress Dowager—after their ordeal in the underground palace—was crystal clear to her.
Could it be… that something truly happened to him?
A sinking feeling struck Yin Weiyin, and she said, "We can't just wait here idly."
Dong Gong Ruoshu asked, "Then what should we do? Go find him?"
"Are you daft? The Inner Court is full of Xique Pavilion's experts, let alone the Pavilion Master herself."
