A strong hand grabbed her arm in time.
Yao's eyes opened wide in incredulity as she faced him.
Gu Changqing said in an unearthly tone, "Hurry home, Father is on his way back too."
Shock filled the heart of Mrs. Yao.
She had never expected that the person to whisk her away in her hour of need would be her stepson, Gu Changqing: "How is it that you...you..."
"Madam! Madam!"
The housemaid rushed from the other end of the alley, bowing to Gu Changqing: "Young Master!" Then, turning to Mrs. Yao she said, "Madam, please get in the carriage!"
The carriage, which was originally stationed nearby the Zhen residence, had now moved here.
Mrs. Yao was full of questions, but Gu Changqing didn't say a word, disappearing into the night.
Mrs. Yao got into the carriage with the help of the housemaid.
The housemaid handed her a flask of warm soup, saying, "It's hot, Madam. Drink some to calm down."