"Zhaoyan, Zhaoyan..." Su Muyan didn't know what to say, but she called Su Chaoyan's name softly. Su Chaoyan was in a coma, and could not hear the worry in Su Muyan's words.

the maids have prepared buckets for bathing, and hot water has been sent in one by one. Several people take off Su Chaoyan's ragged and filthy clothes and dresses, immerse her in the buckets, and wash her slowly.

Su Muyan wants to go up to help, but she is stopped by the palace maids. If Xiao Nanyu knows that the empress actually does this kind of thing, they can't cut ten heads.

a moment later, Xiao Nanyu slowly...