After waiting for about an hour, Chunhua came in again from the door and deliberately called out a few times, "Young Miss, Young Miss!"

Qian Youxue did not respond. Soft snores could be heard in the quiet room, indicating that she was fast asleep.

Chunhua, still worried, went forward and shook Qian Youxue's arm. Qian Youxue immediately fell down. Chunhua helped her lie flat on the bed, changed the incense in the room, and then went to report to the madam.

Outside the window, Leng Mo wanted to see what was going on, but he felt a little dizzy. He alertly took out his dagger and made a cut on his hand, letting the pain stimulate his nerves to keep his mind clear.

no!

This incense is incredibly potent; if I stay any longer, I'm afraid I'll expose myself. Didn't that kid Wuya come in too? Where did he go at such a crucial moment?

He pressed two acupoints on his body, glanced around the room, and had no choice but to leave for the time being.

Qian Youxue slept deeper and deeper in the room, now lost in a sweet dream. In her dream, she returned to the past, to the time of that mission, unaware that danger was about to befall her.

Swish swish swish!

The sound of sharpening a knife echoed in the quiet backyard; Granny Yang's dagger gleamed brightly in her hand. Looking at the sharp blade, she was filled with excitement.

"You're so excited about sharpening a dagger? Could it be that this dagger is something the young master likes?" Ryukyu came to the backyard to find Granny Yang and was puzzled by what he saw.

"I like it, of course I like it. This is for saving the young master's life." Granny Yang smiled coldly, a strong murderous aura appearing in her eyes.

Ryukyu shuddered and asked curiously, "Are you going to kill someone again?"

"Shut up. Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask. Go back and serve the young master properly. No matter what you hear tonight, you're not allowed to leave the house." Granny Yang's stern voice was terrifyingly cold.

Liuqiu was too frightened to reply, and could only nod repeatedly. Just as he was about to leave, Granny Yang called him back: "Go tell Chunhua that you two will stay with the young master tonight."

"Yes!" Ryukyu replied and ran off.

Granny Yang raised the corners of her mouth, blew on the dagger, glanced at the brightly blooming wolf-shaped fireworks, and ran the dagger across her finger, letting the blood fall onto the flowers.

The wolf-shaped firework, having absorbed blood, became even more vibrant in color. She plucked the beautiful flower and strode into Qian Youxue's room.

...

Rumble! Rumble!

Suddenly, lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sky. The old lady abruptly opened her eyes and sat up, her forehead glistening with sweat from the nightmare. She was breathing heavily, and her eyes were filled with fear.

"Having another nightmare?" Granny Chen wiped the old lady's sweat, feeling distressed as she saw the old lady's increasingly pale complexion these past few days.

"He, he's not dead, he's definitely not dead..." the old lady muttered, then grabbed Chen Pozi's hand tightly: "He's not dead, right? He's definitely not dead."

"Madam, don't think too much about it. It's all in the past now." Granny Chen patted the old lady's hand and got up to pour her a cup of hot tea.

The old lady didn't reach out to take it; she felt her eyelids begin to twitch uncontrollably, making her heart pound. Suddenly, a sharp pain struck, and she clutched her chest, letting out a low cry: "Ah..."

"Mei'er, quickly fetch Doctor Hua from the Hua family for the old lady!" Granny Chen shouted frantically towards the door.

"No...no need. I feel like...it seems like something is about to happen. You, you come with me to the Su family's place. That woman..." The old lady finished speaking breathlessly and asked Granny Chen to bring her the silver cane. She had to go and see.