"Thank you, Housekeeper Ye." Xia Qingqian didn’t delay, and the luggage bag in her hand was taken by Ye Feng. As if she thought of something, she tugged at Ye Feng’s sleeve and said, "Housekeeper Ye, can I go see Uncle Quan?" After all, she had implicated Uncle Quan, causing him to still lie in bed.

She felt a bit reluctant and heartbroken, wanting to say goodbye to Uncle Quan before leaving.

Ye Feng looked at the time, thought for a moment, and then nodded, "Okay, but don’t take too long, only five minutes."

Xia Qingqian gave Ye Feng a grateful smile, turned, and went to Uncle Quan’s room. Uncle Quan was lying on the bed, breathing evenly. Perhaps because he heard the door opening, he opened his eyes and said, "Girl, are you alright?"

She walked over and held Uncle Quan’s hand, which was suspended in mid-air, and smiled, "Uncle Quan, I’m sorry, I got you scolded by the Young Master." Although she was smiling, her eyes were moist, glistening with tears.

"Girl, you’re a good girl. Uncle Quan still says the same: if the Young Master really gives up on you, it will be his lifelong loss." Uncle Quan held Xia Qingqian’s hand in return, tears falling, "It’s just that not everything is within our control. Uncle Quan doesn’t know how much longer he can live, no longer able to see the Young Master get married and have children."

Xia Qingqian’s eyes reddened, her eye corners twitched, and she could no longer hold back her tears. "Uncle Quan, what are you saying? You will surely live a long life. Have you forgotten? The Young Master said that he would bring you back home to retire, letting you enjoy family happiness with your children and grandchildren. You’ll definitely be the happiest elder in the world, Uncle Quan." She feared nothing more than hearing talks of life and death, which involuntarily tightened her heart, making it impossible to breathe.

"Girl, you truly know how to comfort people. Uncle Quan made mistakes before, and I’m afraid the Old Master won’t let me return. When I’m gone, I can take the secret with me, which is even better." Uncle Quan smiled weakly, reaching into his clothes to take out a bracelet, handing it to Xia Qingqian. "Girl, if you have the chance, please give this to the Young Master’s grandfather, and tell him I’ve chosen for Madam. Girl, my old wife, I will soon be able to reunite with her."

Xia Qingqian gripped his hand tighter, choking on her words, "Uncle Quan, can you give this to the Old Master yourself? I won’t do you this favor." How could she help Uncle Quan with this? If she did, Uncle Quan would feel relieved, with nothing left to hold onto.

"No, you must give this to the Old Master yourself." This was Madam’s rule. Madam had lived here for a period of time, and this bracelet was meant to be given to the woman beside the Young Master when he turned twenty-eight, who should have been Gu Ziqian, but Uncle Quan gave it to Xia Qingqian instead. "Uncle Quan is fine, I will take good care of myself. Girl, be mindful of everything, okay? Uncle Quan sincerely wishes you happiness."

Before she could say anything else, Uncle Quan interrupted her, "Aren’t you catching a flight? You should go, have a safe journey."

"Uncle Quan, take care!" The bracelet in Xia Qingqian’s palm felt heavy. Would she have the chance to approach the Old Master? Her relationship with the Young Master was becoming increasingly complicated, and she didn’t know how the Young Master would handle her in the future.