"All of you, get out and call Butler Hardy here, do it now!" Nangong Ruyue ordered coldly.
Though she never managed affairs within the castle, her noble status naturally commanded an irresistible authority.
"Hurry up!" Nangong Ruyue shouted, leaving someone with no choice but to fetch Butler Hardy.
"You all, leave as well! What, are you not listening to me?"
If Nangong Xu really was dead, Nangong Ruyue would undoubtedly be the highest-ranking person in the Nangong Family.
She was carrying the future heir in her belly, so it was best not to offend her.
The bodyguards left, and only then did Nangong Ruyue dare to lower her head to check the breath of Xiao Zexin.
She felt his wrist for a pulse—very weak, but at least he was still alive.
Nangong Ruyue felt fortunate; when Yufei had someone bring the message, they also brought a life-saving pill.
Although Xiao Zexin's life was saved, he could not leave Nangong Castle.
No matter how high her status was, she couldn't protect him.
