"The... the young miss is dying!"
A maid, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a delicate face and large, black pearl-like eyes, burst out from the door, sobbing her heart out.
"Huan'Er, what's wrong with my sister?" Xu Wudi asked the maid anxiously.
The maid, Huan'Er, choked back sobs as large tears rolled down her cheeks. "The... the young miss just coughed up blood. The whole quilt is stained red. Sh-she kept calling that person's name, then she passed out. Master Luoo and Master Hu have already rushed over. From... from what they were saying, it sounds like the young miss isn't going to make it through this."
"Boo-hoo... Second Miss, the young miss is going to die, what do we do? Boo-hoo..."
Huan'Er cried wretchedly.
Xu Wudi's entire body trembled. A wave of dizziness washed over her, and her steps faltered, nearly sending her stumbling to the ground.
Fortunately, Hong Yu was quick to react and steadied her.
