Xie Shuning leaned listlessly against the window, closing her eyes against the cold wind of early spring.,In the third month of spring when peach blossoms are in full bloom, warmth can be felt. Yet, the wind that blows in our face still carries a bone-chilling coldness. A sudden and heavy cough wracks my body, each gasp for air almost costing me all my strength.,The few short words struck Xie Shuning's ears like thunder, causing her to startle. She cried out, "Yue Bai!" "Help me!" Yue Bai, worried for his mother, but also shaken by her words, immediately took a thick cloak and draped it over her. Lü Cong, however, rushed to stop her.。