"Mom, I really can't do without Beicheng, and I know he loves me too, so I took the medicine myself, I hope he doesn't suspect me."
Yu Wanqing bit her lip tightly, a drop of crimson blood flowed from the corner of her lip.
"Wanqing, don't be nervous!" Seeing how she looked now, the Old Madam's heart was filled with pity.
This girl hasn't shied away from hardship or dirt over the years, always treating herself as her real mom.
Her love for Beicheng, how could she not see?
But the Old Madam truly didn't expect that until now, her son would still be eyeing her granddaughter-in-law.
"I was the one who drugged him, I want to hold a grandson soon, it was me, Wanqing, you don't need to blame yourself."
Old Madam grasped Yu Wanqing's hand tightly, trying to calm her down.
Yu Wanqing sobbed for a while, gradually calming her breath.
She resisted her drug's effects with great difficulty, just waiting for the Old Madam's words.
