C382 He Couldn't be Forgiven

In the afternoon, Moh Feijue returned home. He took off his coat and asked the maid who took the coat, "Where's my dad?"

"The old master is in the young lady's room!" The maid's voice had a trace of helplessness and melancholy.

His face stiffened and he asked again, "Did he take the medicine today?"

"Not yet!" The maid shook her head.

Moh Feijue nodded slightly to show that he understood