Chapter 863 - 883: What’s Wrong with the Young Master?
"Crown... Crown Prince... Did I say something wrong?" The middle-aged man asked in halting Chinese, hardly daring to breathe.
Nangong Yaoling suddenly snapped back to reality.
He looked at the screen.
"No," he said expressionlessly, "all is well."
Everyone let out a sigh of relief.
Yet inevitably, a trace of doubt flickered in their eyes.
What’s wrong with the Crown Prince today?
Nangong Yaoling suddenly felt very irritated inside. Looking at the people on the screen, he said coldly, "Let’s call it a day. We’ll discuss other matters another time."
Having said that, he shut off the power without waiting for a reaction from the others.
The screen went black.
Nangong Yaoling took a slight breath; Xia Xiaonuan should be bathing and preparing to rest at this time every day.
But today...
What is she doing?
Did she have dinner tonight? Do pregnant women become picky with their food during pregnancy? She’s so clumsy, always making him worry. Can she take care of herself?
Is the bed in her hotel comfortable? Would she have nightmares in her sleep?
Oh... right... maybe she’s not alone now. Perhaps, she’s already with Situ Yan. Perhaps, she’s lying in another man’s arms, whispering sweet nothings.
Nangong Yaoling closed his eyes, hardly daring to think further.
He rose and walked out of the study.
When he arrived in the bedroom, his entire body stiffened again.
The entire bedroom was stripped of all Xia Xiaonuan’s belongings.
Even the sheets and pillowcases had been replaced with new ones.
The air, even the scent, had been cleaned by the air purifier in the corner.
He pulled open a drawer; all her things were gone.
Opening the wardrobe, it contained only his clothes, all of Xia Xiaonuan’s clothes had disappeared.
In an instant, he felt utterly hollow.
The air was devoid of any trace of her, but why... did his heart feel so miserable and painful?
He wanted to pretend that he didn’t care, to try his best to act nonchalantly, to show that even without Xia Xiaonuan, he could still be carefree like before.
Women meant nothing to him!
But... this hollow pain tormented him mercilessly, making it impossible for him to deceive himself.
His gaze fell on a point in the cabinet, and suddenly, his eyes twitched.
Stretching out his hand, he picked up a strand of long black hair.
It was Xia Xiaonuan’s hair.
He involuntarily lowered his head, closed his eyes, and gently sniffed the strand of hair.
He placed the strand of hair in his palm, slowly made a fist, and rested it over his heart.
Suddenly, he seemed to collapse.
He punched heavily against the cabinet door, his brow tightly furrowing, and he shouted towards the outside.
"Housekeeper! Housekeeper Li!"
Hearing the voice, the housekeeper scrambled up the stairs in a panic.
Damn it, wasn’t everything supposed to be cleaned out? Did Young Master find something else of the madam’s, and get angry again!
He was doomed!
"Y-Young Master! What... what are your orders?" The housekeeper stood at the door, panting and his voice trembling as he spoke.
"Xia Xiaonuan’s things! Bring all her things back to me!"
The housekeeper was stunned, as if he couldn’t believe his ears.
"What are you waiting for!"
Only then did the housekeeper nod vigorously: "I... I’ll do it right away! The madam’s things... haven’t been thrown away yet..." After speaking, he rushed downstairs again in a hurry.
Meanwhile, the servants began to haul out large boxes from the storage, carefully putting Xia Xiaonuan’s things back in place, one by one.