Shut Up

Hearing Yao Wan's affirmative answer, Zi Yan instinctively glanced toward the door behind her and could not help asking, "Where are Sister Nalan and Sister Xian'er? How are they?"

But when she saw Zi Yan's movement, Yao Wan gave an involuntary start. She immediately blocked Zi Yan's line of sight with her body, then cleared her throat and said, "They... they're fine."

"I see... Then where's Xiao Yan? Where did Xiao Yan go?"

Zi Yan naturally would not question Yao Wan over something like this. She nodded instinctively, but then suddenly remembered that she had not seen Xiao Yan at all and asked with some curiosity.

"Xiao Yan..."

Yao Wan's expression stiffened, and for a moment, she did not know how to answer Zi Yan's question.

In the current situation, she definitely could not say that Xiao Yan was with Nalan and the others. There was nothing wrong with them being together in itself, but bringing it up now was definitely inappropriate.

"He... who knows where he went to fool around..."

Yao Wan shifted her gaze slightly, feeling inexplicably guilty.

After all, she certainly could not say that, while Zi Yan had been away, that bastard had turned her into a cream puff.

Though there was not much to hide from her own people, Yao Wan still had some sense of shame.

"I see..."

Since Yao Wan had said so, Zi Yan naturally could not press the matter further.

"Did Zi Yan need something?"

"Nothing... I merely sensed some disturbance in the power of space, so I came out to take a look."

Zi Yan's tone was relaxed, but when she moved slightly closer to Yao Wan, a fragrant breeze reached her, carrying a faint yet somewhat strange scent. With her exceptionally keen sense of smell, she frowned almost imperceptibly.