The room was very quiet, and the incense at the window, which could calm heart and tranquilize mind, curled upwards with a hint of slight sweet smell.

In the bed, Chu Liuchen closed his eyes, but it could be seen that he did not fall asleep. His handsome and delicate face was pale like snow. He frowned from time to time, but obviously he could not spare energy to say something.

Empress Dowager tucked him in quilt and turned to Qin Wanru after a sigh. At this time, ...