Nalan Yiren gazed at Si Song's back until his figure vanished from view, then found a place to sit down, looked afar, and said, "I just let Taotie Gu sense it, indeed the signs of qi and blood decline, and Taotie Gu also caught a trace of death aura, at most a year..."
As she spoke, the emotions Nalan Yiren had suppressed for so long finally erupted, softly sobbing, tears like rain, she cried out: "A year, the Great Elder's current condition can hold on for at most a year. The Second Elder is right, during the last days of his life, let him live happily..."
Chen Mo sat beside her, watching her cry so sadly, gently pulled her into his arms, softly comforting her.
At this moment, Nalan Yiren really wanted someone to comfort herself, and when Chen Mo pulled her into his embrace, she directly leaned against his chest, burying her head and crying bitterly.
