Liufu stood in the courtyard, gazing from a distance at Tong Minzhi, who was standing with hands behind his back by the Tongji River, his eyes lowered in contemplation of the water, and her eyes were filled with heartache.
Since Sixth Lady left, Seventh Young Master has been standing here for two hours, neither eating nor drinking nor moving. She didn't know what Sixth Lady and Seventh Young Master talked about, but she could feel the intense sorrow and helplessness emanating from Seventh Young Master.
Her footsteps shifted slightly, but she didn't have the courage to approach.
After a long time, Tong Minzhi finally turned around, his handsome and refined presence standing against the wind. Liufu's heart skipped a beat; she felt that something about him was different than before.
What was it?
Liufu couldn't pinpoint it, but she felt a thrill of apprehension.
