"Master, what's wrong with Youwei?"
"She's fine, just tired from the journey and fell asleep in the carriage." Lin Miao carried Sun Youwei from the gate into the courtyard.
Carefully laid her on the bed, removed her shoes and socks, and covered her with a quilt.
Senior sister must have been drugged and unconscious. Si Miaoxue mixed her among the goods of another merchant convoy and secretly brought her into the city, handing her over to Lin Miao, who then brought her back.
He has already checked on her and found no serious issues.
The problem is, when she wakes up, how will he explain this to senior sister? He also asked himself if this is too hasty, using her as bait to lure Mr. Xue without considering her feelings.
I am not without faults; the monks at Shanglin Temple colluding with Mr. Xue, utterly shameless.
Thinking of this, Lin Miao felt fearful. Without earlier arrangements, today senior sister might have been abducted and disgraced by Mr. Xue.
