To be honest, even Qin Wanru herself regretted entering that room. The two of them had been doing… those things earlier. Would it even be appropriate for her to go in now? 

Despite her misgivings, she braced herself and went in.

There still seemed to be a hint of love and tenderness in the air. Qin Wanru’s heartbeat couldn’t help but quicken.

However, when she saw her daughter lying silently on the bed, she still turned pale with fright. “Chuyan, what’s wrong? Did that rascal say something to make you unhappy?”

Chu Chuyan opened her eyes, her face going completely red. “Mom, why did you come in?”

“Don’t worry about why I’m here. How are you feeling?” Qin Wanru began examining her with her hands. She discovered that her body wasn’t as cold as before—instead, it possessed slightly more ordinary warmth.

Stranger still, her body seemed to have become much more limp than before, as if all of her bones had melted.

“Not… not too bad…” Chu Chuyan replied, her face still red.

“Then why are you so weak? You can’t even sit upright,” said Qin Wanru in distress.

“It’s nothing, I’m just...