Zhang Liyou's heart rate suddenly increased, [Turtle Breath Technique] could barely suppress her heart rate, and her fingers clutched the sheets tightly, knuckles turning white from the effort.
Her throat tightened as if an invisible hand was squeezing her breath.
"Cuicui?"
She called out softly, her voice trembling so much it was almost inaudible.
No response.
The room was deathly silent.
"Cuicui!"
Zhang Liyou raised her voice, but still received no response.
Countless terrifying thoughts flashed through her mind, each sending a chill down her spine.
Zhang Liyou's heartbeat nearly stopped, and she stared hard at Feng Yuhuai: "What did you do to her?"
Feng Yuhuai stared at Zhang Liyou unblinkingly, her smile still gentle:
"Just let her sleep. Cuicui didn't rest well, and her emotions were too sad and excited. Sleeping will help her recuperate, good for her health."
