"Ruoyan?"
Upon hearing this name, Yu'er paused slightly, then resumed as usual, walking slowly forward.
With the moonlight pouring in from the window, she could faintly see the woman in front of her.
She wore a gray coarse cloth dress, covered by a worn-out patched blanket. Her body was thin, like a withered wood, cheeks sunken, bones prominent, chest barely rising and falling with her weak breaths.
Yu'er sat sideways at the bedside, whispering, "Liu, you've mistaken me for someone else. I am Yuqiong."
The woman on the sickbed struggled to open her eyes wide, carefully scrutinizing her. The glimmer that had just sparked in her eyes dimmed again, like an exhausted deep pool.
"Ah, my mind... Ruoyan has long since... Yu'er, what brings you here?"
Yu'er replied softly, "I heard Liu is not feeling well, so I came to check on you."
Liu frowned slightly and said, "It must be Ling'er who told you. That girl is really not obedient. Just wait till I teach her——cough, cough!"
