Yuesang Palace
Ms. Lin looked at her emaciated daughter on the bed and wiped her tears, "What's gotten into you that you can't see past this?"
Ever since she entered the palace last night and saw her daughter's sickly appearance, she had been urging her to leave the Imperial Palace and recuperate.
No matter how much she pleaded, she could not get her daughter to agree.
How could Sang Ruoshui agree?
She had been madly in love with the Emperor, and having been indulged in the beautiful dream of Lover's Sleep for so long, she was deep in lovesickness. The mere thought of leaving the Imperial Palace made her feel life was too painful to bear.
"Don't... talk about it... I won't... I won't leave..."
Suffering from illness, she spoke without much strength.
When Sang Yan arrived, Ms. Lin was still persuading—
"Do you remember the cousin who stayed at our home when you were little? The one named Xu Xinglan. You used to like him so much. You even said you would marry him."
