Ever since Du Yunhan had been put under house arrest, she and Du Xueqi were also locked up here. Since that day they had never eaten a single meal with meat. But thanks to Du Yunhan's arrangements, they hadn’t died of starvation or cold.

Although she didn't ask about the world inside the Du Manor, she still knew that Du Yunhan was a capable person and couldn't have been set up so easily. Hearing the movement outside, she knew that this matter would soon be over.

“Mother, I want to eat the stewed pigeon that you make.” Du Xueqi's voice was getting smaller and smaller.

Du Xueqi hadn't cried or fussed since being here. Other than asking twice why they couldn't go out, she had been quiet and obedient by her side.