Xuan Ying's eyes were dark and chilly. He looked at Auntie Su lightly and said in a low voice, "This isn't your fault."
As he stood at the bedside looking at the unconscious Concubine Yu, he reached out to hold her cold hands.
Xuan Ying had always been filial. All these years, his mother had thrown her life away for him. She had been a beauty in her younger days but now her legs were disabled, her hair was white and her face was full of wrinkles. She had already grown old.
He had failed to protect his mother.
"Auntie Su, get a pail of warm water to wipe her."
"Alright," Auntie Su said as she entered the toilet.
After Auntie Su left, Xuan Ying opened his eyes and they glanced coldly towards Auntie Su's departing figure.
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Inside Limousine X.
Ah Zhou said in a low voice, "Master, how could Madam have fainted so suddenly? I suspect there's more to this."
