Before she could speak again, she noticed Green Cong’s hand tremble as she held the silver spoon. Her heart skipped a beat. Just as she was about to say something, Zhou Shi, Mother of Qin'er, sounded from outside the door, “Madam, it’s not good—”,He seemed so familiar... I thought I had just seen him before...,Push open the door and walk in, you see Qin'er, thin and small, curled up in a brocade quilt, like a flower embroidered on top, pale without a trace.。