I don't know how much time has quietly slipped away. In the haze, she seemed to hear Shen Ruoxi's choked and hoarse voice, "Be gentle, don't jostle her leg."
"Ruoxi." She struggled to let out a hoarse call, seemingly feeling that she was being carried, filled with confusion and doubt.
"Fifth Sister-in-law, how are you?" Shen Ruoxi hadn't slept a wink all night, her eyes red and full of concern and worry.
"Where's Chunyu Che?" she asked urgently.
Shen Ruoxi paused slightly, clearly not expecting her fifth sister-in-law to wake up and immediately ask about Chunyu Che.
When they hurried over, Chunyu Che was covered in blood, and it was impossible to tell if it was from the wolves or his own.
She was anxious to find her, and didn't pay attention. His people should have taken him back to the inn.
As for whether he's alive or dead, she didn't know.
