The moment he finished speaking, Qing He, already trembling with fear, flinched at the thunderous pounding on the door.
"Young Master Yin! Young Master Yin! Are you busy?"
Qing He huddled behind Yin Chao and whispered to the two men, "It's the madam. The madam is knocking."
He motioned for Qing He to stay calm, then called out, "I'm busy. Whatever it is, make it quick!"
The madam stopped knocking. She seemed to press herself against the door, peering through the crack with all her might.
Her shrill voice squeezed through the gap. "Young Master Yin, Miss Xiao Xiao is here! The moment she heard you'd come, she scrambled right out of bed!"
As if to prove her words, Xiao Xiao promptly called out a sweet, coquettish "Young Master Yin."
Her voice sounded exactly as it had two days ago.
Yin Chao looked questioningly at Qing He.
She clutched the gold ingot in her arms and whispered to them, "It's true. Everything I said is true. None of us have seen Sister Xiao Xiao these past few days...
"But as for her being a ghost, I really don't have any proof..."
Her voice grew quieter as she spoke, and she lowered her head in shame.
Understanding, Yin Chao motioned for Midnight to open the door for the madam.
Sure enough, the woman standing outside was Xiao Xiao herself, exactly as he remembered her.
"Young Master Yin, did you miss me that much?"
The moment she stepped into the room, Xiao Xiao flicked her handkerchief and spoke with a coy smile.
Midnight, the "doorman," changed expressions as abruptly as the weather during the spring rainy season.
For some reason, Yin Chao loved that little look of his.
It made him seem a little more human.
After escorting Xiao Xiao inside, the