Upon learning of his situation, Gu Danyu rotated her wrist and took hold of that warm palm.
"We'll go together."
Lu Yancheng's eyes darkened, and he held her hand tightly, "Alright, together."
In the silent night, three figures moved swiftly, avoiding all patrolling guards and heading straight for the secluded courtyard.
Dumpling stretched out its tiny hand, and as soon as it touched the transparent barrier, the entire prohibition disappeared without a trace.
Lu Yancheng's brow lit up with joy, leading the woman inside.
"Cough, cough, cough."
Muffled coughing sounds faintly reached their ears, tugging at the heartstrings.
He slowly pushed open the door and saw an alarmingly desolate room with a woman lying on the bed, her complexion deathly pale.
"Mother."
Lu Yancheng's voice trembled slightly as he quickly walked to the bedside.
Dumpling turned its head away, gripping the woman's clothes feeling distressed.
