The night was like a curtain, the lights dim.
Everything was so quiet.
The young servant girl's mind wandered, her slightly chubby face etched with profound melancholy.
It was as if the piece of sugar candy she tightly clenched in her hand was ultimately lost.
Even though she had been so careful to keep it safe.
Still, it could not be retained.
Just like back then, she couldn't keep her mother from dying of illness.
The whole world began to grow dim.
In the darkness, the young servant girl bit her lip.
Looking at her own hands.
Because she had been absent-minded these past days, her hands were full of wounds, and one could even see patches of bloodstains.
But she didn't care about that at all. She only looked worriedly at the silhouette inside the room.
"Goddess Hou Tu, was I still too greedy?"
"In the future, Ling'er will believe in Goddess Hou Tu very, very hard. Please protect my Wangfei, keep her safe and happy, okay?"
