Sighing, Lin Yuan glanced at the woman resting in the middle of the courtyard and said to Yin Xing, "They've come to find you, won't you speak up?"
With those words from Lin Yuan, Yin Xing cried even harder, her voice choked with sobs, unable to speak.
This was the first time Lin Yuan had seen Yin Xing like this. Yin Xing was always smiling, her round face always adorned with a sweet smile.
But she didn't know when this always happy and carefree girl suddenly showed signs of worry, and she, as her mistress, had actually failed to notice.
Lin Yuan was not the type of person who would call her maids sisters, but she was extremely protective of her own people, whether it was her family or people working under her authority, she couldn't bear to see them suffer the slightest grievance.
Yin Xing continued to cry without speaking, causing Lin Yuan to grow particularly anxious. Even Lin Yi frowned deeply, gripping the reins in his hand so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
