Su Miaoyan saw Xiao Yu's resoluteness and suddenly made a decision in her heart. Her delicate arms wrapped around Xiao Yu's neck, and she deeply kissed him. Xiao Yu sank into his reluctance to part with her. He knew that this separation would be forever.
But suddenly, he felt a pain at the back of his neck. By the time he realized something was wrong, Su Miaoyan had already laid his body down.
Su Miaoyan, frail from lying in his arms for many days, supported every movement she made with sheer willpower.
"Yan'er, what are you doing..."
Xiao Yu felt the world spinning before his eyes, and he began to feel dizzy.
Su Miaoyan started to remove his outer robe, then she covered him with a transformation cloth.
Ying San, who had been monitoring the situation outside, now came in, ready to ask Xiao Yu, "Young master, when are we breaking out... Madam?"
He realized the person sitting up in front of him wasn't Xiao Yu, but the frail madam who could only survive by being held.
