Nan Yu's face bore a serious and solemn expression.
"Back then, you knelt for an entire month, clinging to your last breath before the Song Family finally severed ties."
"If you go back now, your stepmother and that brother of yours with no blood relation will definitely not leave you a way out."
Song Yingqing's lips turned pale, but she tried to sound nonchalant, "It's fine, at worst I'll just kneel for another month. You can just pick me up from the doorstep and heal me again."
Nan Yu pressed her hand, interrupting her, her tone carrying a hint of anger.
"Yingqing, don't mention it again. As for the Song Family's banquet, I can find another way to attend, but I will never allow you to risk your life."
Song Yingqing met those determined clear eyes. She bit her lip, unwilling to concede, "If you really can't find any other way, just tell me. Even if it costs me my life, I will help you."
Nan Yu soothed, "Don't worry, I will find a way."
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