Otherwise, what else can we do? They are also very quiet, and it is impossible to get Song Weiqing out.

Song Weiqing never knew this.

"Miss Song, that's all I can do."

The visitor handed over a small bag with a light fragrance. It was a hygroscopic bead.

He couldn't even change her some new bedding or anything. Besides his low position, he didn't want to arouse Huo Zheng's suspicion.

Song Weiqing saw through each other's mind at once. Her mouth was curved and her eyes were full of sarcastic laughter. "You're really justified."

The visitors also heard Song Weiqing's sarcastic laughter, and he knew that this time she had...