The next morning, Mrs. Zhou came over by carriage.
The maid greeted her and led her into the bedroom.
Inside the bedroom was eerily quiet, deathly still.
Su Ruanruan lay there weeping.
She used to love beauty, but now, disheveled and unbothered by her appearance, she was only consumed by sorrow.
Mrs. Zhou felt heartbroken at the sight and asked the maid, "How long has Miss Su been like this?"
The maid struggled for an answer: "Ever since she woke up, it's been like this. She won't eat or talk... and... she has also injured Young Master Ji."
Mrs. Zhou cursed under her breath, "Deserved!"
She asked the maid to leave and sat gently by the bed, softly calling out, "Dear sister, I have brought you some good news."
Su Ruanruan remained silent, continuing her silent weeping.
Mrs. Zhou's heart ached.
She held Su Ruanruan's hand: "I am not deceiving you! Bao Jingyan is still alive."
Su Ruanruan showed a reaction.
She quivered her lips and stared at Mrs. Zhou: "What did you say?"
