By the stone table in the secluded courtyard, Qin Yu just sat there, motionless.
He had been sitting for an entire day and night, sometimes smiling, sometimes sad, but at this moment, Qin Yu suddenly smiled slightly, a smile that seemed like a breeze sweeping away all sorrow. He slowly stood up, looked up at the sky.
"The person is already dead, being saddened is useless. Grandpa Lian, you are watching from above, I will definitely not disappoint you," Qin Yu calmly thought to himself, and then a "gurgle" noise emerged; he smiled, "Didn't expect that after a day and a night without eating or drinking, I am quite hungry."
Speaking of which, Qin Yu immediately ordered someone to bring some food.
...
Qin De was in the room, staring at the military map on the wall.
"Prince, Little Yu just ordered some food to be brought in. Considering the tone and demeanor of the Third Prince, it seems he has mostly recovered," Xu Yuan approached Qin De and said with a smile.
