Wanyan Zhang flicked his robe and strode into the room, sitting down with lowered eyes.
Yun Jiao ate unhurriedly.
After finishing breakfast, she rinsed her mouth with fragrant tea, wiped her mouth, and saw Wanyan Zhang still sitting there, with a sullen face, silently.
Yun Jiao got up, holding her belly, and took a walk in the courtyard. Soon after, she saw the servant rushing in from outside once again.
Seeing the expression on the servant's face, Wanyan Zhang's heart sank, and he sternly asked, "Speak, what's the situation on Nantong Street?"
Yun Jiao suddenly stopped in her tracks and turned to look at the servant.
The servant replied, "Reporting to the Prince, someone went to check on Nantong Street, but nobody's there now, only a cook left, and she knew nothing about it."
