Cheng'er bent down and entered the east room respectfully, offering the bowl of sweet bean curd jelly. As she withdrew, she discreetly wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye.,Xi Xue gave a cold, ethereal smile. Her icy gaze swept past Cheng'er's retreating figure. She slipped a silver coin into the hand of the young attendant and turned back to her room.,About a quarter of an hour later, those thugs took her to a secluded courtyard. Cheng'er was unconscious and didn't cry or make a sound, so they weren't too cautious about her.。