Xia Qingqian also wanted to open her eyes, but she had been thrown out just now, hitting the ground hard. She couldn't bear the blood flowing from her body and drifted into a dazed sleep.
He felt her grip on his hands loosen, and he was terrified! Seeing her pale, lifeless face, his nose felt sour, and his eyes heated up. He shouted hoarsely, "Qian Qian! Qian Qian!"
When Beitang Yao returned home, Sister Huan came out, noticing the young master's dazed and tense expression. He held Xia Qingqian in his arms and strode forward, yelling, "Ye Feng! Go call Ye Feng!"
"Okay!" Sister Huan swiftly glanced at Xia Qingqian's body stained with red underneath, frightened and immediately turned to call out, "Night Wind Housekeeper, Night Wind Housekeeper! Hurry! Miss Qing Qian is in trouble!"
