Song Ci now feels greatly relieved, believing firmly in the female protagonist's halo. Seeing Prince Min send such a thing as an apology gift, she felt a bit unusual. Later, after dreaming of the hint from the old lady's original form, she placed the pearls high up and out of reach.
If not, with her physical condition, truly as Qing Ming said, believing in the nonsense of nurturing oneself, wearing it day after day, it's likely that now, just as Master Buhui said, her lifespan would be over.
Fortunately, a million times over.
But Qing Ming, probably received guidance from someone, repeatedly pinned those pearls to her chest.
"Qing Ming is likely gone." Song Ci said to Nanny.
Nanny had already thought of this, her face looking very unpleasant.
"Master, Madam also wore that strand of pearls. Do you reckon it could be that stone you mentioned that made her body so weak?" Lin Qing frowned and said, "I saw her wear it a few times. Could Madam's organs have been damaged?"
