Madam Rong stayed in the room for a while, ensuring that her old man wasn't reporting to King Yan but had just fallen asleep. She finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Old man, your daughter says she can save you, maybe she really can, so you'll have to keep living."
She found it hard to believe, yet she couldn't help but believe.
Because the old man wasn't unconscious; he was asleep.
When had he ever slept so peacefully recently?
Hope flared in her heart...
Thinking of the two people outside, she gathered her complex and joyful emotions.
She stepped out of the room.
"Mom, if you don't come out soon, I was going to go in and call you. It's getting late, you need to arrange a room for Yu to sleep in!"
Qin Yu, hearing his sister-in-law mention his name, quickly said, "I'm not sleepy yet, I can sleep anywhere... just give me a blanket."
Madam Rong's heart melted at his sensible demeanor.
"Oh, there are empty rooms, I'll go make up a bed for you right now."
