She ran to the other courtyard.
Butler Rong lived in the servants' quarters of the other courtyard, and his room was the first one in the front row.
Song Yinyin knew it was already very late, and Uncle Rong was surely already asleep, but she couldn't contain herself and knocked on his door.
Pa-pa——
Pa-pa-pa——
Pa-pa-pa-pa——
The knocking was urgent and hasty.
Perhaps Uncle Rong was sleeping too deeply, so Song Yinyin called out again, "Uncle Rong? Uncle Rong! Are you there? Please open the door!"
Finally, Uncle Rong's voice came from inside, "Coming, coming, Miss Song, just a moment."
Soon, Uncle Rong opened the door and saw Song Yinyin looking as if she was going out, which left him truly stunned.
"Miss Song, where are you going? Did something happen to Little Young Master Dabai?"
"He's fine."
