"Madam, the Grand Dowager is here." Chunliu lifted the curtain and came in, speaking to Xiqiu.
Xiqiu exchanged a glance with Ruan Jingliu and then got up to greet her. The Grand Dowager looked at her and anxiously asked, "It's the third day today, how is Xing now?"
Xiqiu lowered her eyes and shook her head with a face full of despair, "No change!"
The Grand Dowager's eyes turned red. She personally lifted the curtain and went in, only to see Young Master Xing lying there just like the previous days, his small face pale with no trace of blood, even... even somewhat lifeless.
She went up to touch Young Master Xing's face, and tears began to fall.
"Mother. Please don't worry, it isn't dark yet. Let's wait a bit longer!"
The Grand Dowager said nothing, her face full of sorrow.
Nanny Wu stood by the bedside, her gaze flickered, showing a look of reluctance.
Xiqiu glanced at her and quietly said, "Nanny Wu, would you please make a cup of tea for Mother, one that suits her taste?"
