The commotion here fell on the ears of someone who didn't know when they had appeared outside the window.
Yu Tingwan heard the entire process.
Through the small hole poked out by her finger, she could see the expressions of everyone in the room, as if they were mourning.
"Old Madam!"
Only to hear the servants exclaim in alarm.
Old Madam Cao couldn't bear the shock and fainted completely.
In an instant, the hall turned into chaos.
"Go, quickly get the doctor."
The place was in turmoil.
By Yu Tingwan's ear came a faint sigh from Wei Zhao.
When he spoke normally, his voice was low and cold, with a sense of pressure and solemnity when dealing with serious matters, occasionally pretending to be weak with a slight sense of doom.
But clearly, now was different.
It exploded by Yu Tingwan's ear, his breath brushing past her neck, adding a touch of seduction.
This was different from the hoarse allure he had at the final peak of passion at night.
