Chu Qinghuang narrowed her eyes slightly. At this hour, the only person who could still move freely in and out of Feng Qingmu's room was probably Goddess Murou. But why would she be carrying a medicine bowl in the middle of the night, and what kind of medicine needed to be taken at such an hour?
Once Goddess Murou and her maid had left, Chu Qinghuang and Yin Shui quietly sneaked into Feng Qingmu's room. As soon as they stepped inside, a heavy medicinal stench hit them. Chu Qinghuang sniffed the air and frowned slightly; the medicinal ingredients in the room were so complex that even she couldn't immediately tell what he was being given to drink.
Chu Qinghuang and Yin Shui hurried to the bedside. Looking at the emaciated figure she had longed for day and night, Chu Qinghuang couldn't help her eyes moistening. Reaching out, she caressed Feng Qingmu's face with a heart full of anguish. "Senior Brother, I'm here. They've actually tortured you into this state—they deserve to die."
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