Fourth Miss Is Missing

Gu Shiyan's eyes were soft and tender, filled with trust and joy as she looked into Gu Qingning's eyes. "Brother, what did I know?"

This caught Gu Qingning off guard. Did she really know or not?

Gu Shiyan wanted him to guess.

Meanwhile, the Elder had already taken out the tools for amputation. There were hammers, knives, saws—everything. Gu Qingning couldn't catch his breath when he saw them.

"Brother, don't worry, it won't hurt at all. It really won't." Her voice was soft, seemingly comforting him, but in reality, it was not.

Wouldn't this be painful? The real pain was yet to come!

"Ah..." Soon, Gu Qingning let out a miserable scream of unbearable pain and fainted from the intense agony.

"Ning'er..." Madam Wei was on the verge of tears. The Old Madam knew she couldn't bear it and had gone back early to wait.

"Brother!" Gu Yunshang's tears fell like broken beads. Was she crying for Gu Qingning?

No.

She was crying for herself.