The Wind She Longs For

Old Madam Sang widened her eyes, "How could it be..."

Xu Aoqing also wore a face of disbelief.

While they both were in shock, Su Yingxue briefly summarized the situation to help them understand her intentions.

Xu Aoqing's expression changed several times, first shocked, then angrily cursed, "Simply heartless! To be willing to do such ruthless things to one's own family! You're the Su family's lady, her niece, how can she do this!"

Xu Aoqing clutched her aching chest and coughed heavily, spitting out two mouthfuls of blood.

Su Yingxue quickly approached, pressing on her pulse and then stuffing a piece of mint grass into her mouth.

The mint grass was fresh and pleasant, making Xu Aoqing's breath less turbid. She took a few breaths, her breathing became smooth, and her complexion also improved significantly.

During this process, Su Yingxue had already felt her pulse.