For three days, everyone would go to the castle to mourn her.
Nangong Wenchang just died, and Nangong Ruyue is also gone.
The entire Nangong Castle is shrouded in a lingering gloom...
Jian Yufei hasn't eaten or drunk anything for a whole day.
She hasn't rested for a day and a night.
She lies on the bed, her eyes vacant, the white pillow wet over and over.
She thought her tears had dried up, yet new ones kept flowing...
Ruan Tianling came in with a bowl of porridge.
"Honey, get up and eat something."
Jian Yufei buried her face in the pillow, her voice muffled: "I'm not hungry..."
Ruan Tianling placed the bowl on the bedside table, then lifted her up.
She was already thin, and now she feels even lighter to Ruan Tianling.
"I said I'm not hungry."
Jian Yufei lowered her head, her long hair covering her face.
Ruan Tianling pinched her chin and lifted her head.
Her eyes were swollen like walnuts, pale cheeks marked with crisscrossing tear stains.
