Xiao Song emitted a nonchalant grunt, his steps unpausing, as the hand within his sleeve clutched tightly, the short nails brutally digging into his palm. The pain somewhat soothed his heart, just as he stood beneath the corridor and exhaled deeply before striding towards the front hall.
Just as he was about to step onto the staircase, an image of Ran Yan's pale, anxious expression flashed through his mind. He halted, calling out, "Bai Yi."
Bai Yi appeared seemingly out of nowhere, bowing as he said, "My lord."
"Send Qingsong to see how Seventeenth Wife's injuries are doing. Hmm... Her elder brother seems to have been unwell for a while as well, check on him too," Xiao Song tossed out this line before entering the hall. The tensed muscles on his cheeks vanished the moment he saw Liu Pinrang, replaced with a serene smile as he nodded, signaling the start.
