Hearing these words, Qin Yu gave up the struggle, took a few breaths slowly and laboriously, and calmed himself down slowly.

During this process, Qin Yu realized that what he had seen before was not an illusion; at the same time, he realized that the woman he had seen before that looked very similar to his mother—should be the woman who is talking now. It's really not his mother.

Because Qin Yu's biological mother had already passed away, and she died before Qin Yu.

Although Qin Yu was just over nine years old at that time, he already understood what a person's death meant.

And another proof that this woman is not Qin Yu's mother is: the voice he heard just now—his mother's voice was not like this.

Qin Yu finally opened his eyes, and through the alternating flashes of light, he carefully looked at the woman sitting next to him, looking down at him.

She really looks a lot like her mother, almost exactly the same.

This was Qin Yu's first reaction when he saw this face again.

If he hadn't already had the answer in his mind, he felt that he really believed that the identity of this woman was his mother.

"Who are you?" Qin Yu asked weakly.

"Who am I?!" The woman stretched out a hand holding a silk scarf and wiped Qin Yu away from the sweat on her forehead from the struggle and pain just now, while whispering, "I'm just a confined person here. It's just the disabled woman in the cold palace."

Qin Yu looked at the other party's face and felt the other party's gentle sweating movements for him. Suddenly a light flashed in his mind, which reminded him of something that hadn't been found for a specific person. He almost blurted out: " Was it you who saved my life last time?"

"If you are referring to the incident in which you passed out in the front yard after being tortured just now. It is me." The woman put away the silk scarf and nodded.

"Thank you for the food you left me with that sentence. They saved my life." Qin Yu felt seriously.

The woman smiled softly, and then said softly, "It's not that serious. I just saw that you were injured, bleeding, and still a child, so I moved you to the nearest stone room. Those medicines and food are not that bad. I kept it, but it was allotted to you in the palace. As for that sentence, I wrote it down, but it was the blood that you shed on the bed. So it cannot be said to save your life, it is so serious."

"Anyway, I am still very grateful to you. After all, it was those words that made me work hard to survive." Qin Yu said.

"Stupid boy, if you are really grateful to me. Then live well and don't let yourself get hurt all the time. You know, I am a person with limited mobility. It is not easy to move you, a little fellow, to the bed. Things. Moreover, in such a place, medicine and food are very scarce, and it is not easy to treat if injured." The woman warned.

"Well. Not anymore," Qin Yu assured.Because he was really frustrated and bruised about being a good person, doing good deeds and doing chivalry.

Seeing the change in Qin Yu's mentality, the woman comforted: "Born in such a world, in such an environment, it is good to have faith, principles, and persistence; however, this alone is not enough...