"Handsome, are you hiding something from me?" Nangong Bing could tell at a glance there was something unusual about the Handsome, and with Lin Zifeng not returning, Nangong Bing had already suspected something.
The Handsome was slightly startled, surprised that Nangong Bing noticed so quickly. Many people in the Holy Hall kept secrets from her; she was now pregnant, afraid that revealing Lin Zifeng's death would overwhelm her.
Although no one in the Holy Hall truly believed Lin Zifeng was dead, even denying it verbally couldn't remove the unshakable knot in their hearts.
No matter how much it was hidden, was Nangong Bing naive? She and Lin Zifeng were not just married but deeply connected. Whatever was concealed, she seemed to have guessed it.
Her continuous unease made her aware something was off.
"No, no, how could I hide anything from you? Besides, what could I possibly hide?"
"Then tell me, where is Lin Zifeng now?" Nangong Bing continued to question.
