I looked down at Yu Rongling, who seemed carefree and perpetually childish, speaking each word with deliberation.
Yu Rongling paused, his expression mixed with joy and worry, uncertainly asking me, "Looking for my mom?? But didn't my brother say to wait until after you give birth to Dumpling to visit the Lin family? You're about to give birth, leaving… leaving the sect now… Is it really okay?"
"We can't worry about that now, Sister-in-law Rongling, to be honest with you, Qing Li… might be imprisoned." While worried about Grandpa's safety, I was also deeply concerned about Qing Li's situation.
In the dream, her situation was troubling; if she truly is imprisoned, we must find a way to rescue her quickly…
Yu Rongling's lips turned exceptionally pale in an instant; after a long silence, he stammered, "Uh… well… wasn't my mom always imprisoned in the Lin Family Loft?"
