Bab 1522: Self-Blame

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiu's heart sank. After washing up, she walked out of the room accompanied by Xuanyuan Mo Ze and came to her mother's courtyard. 

"Master, you're awake? Are you feeling better?"

When Leng Shuang and the others had seen Feng Jiu emerge from the room with Hell's Lord, they had stepped forward quickly to greet her. 

"Yes, I'm much better. How is my mother? Has she woken up today?" Feng Jiu looked at Leng Shuang and asked.

"No, Madam has been unconscious since she had returned, but the whip lashes on her body have almost healed after applying medicine. It's just her internal injuries…." Leng Shuang paused slightly and didn't say anything more. 

Feng Jiu nodded: "I will go in and take a look."

The others had stayed outside and only Xuanyuan Mo Ze accompanied her inside. When she walked into the room and saw Shangguan Wanrong lying on the bed, she stepped forward and called out: "Mother?"