C311 I will Spill Salt on My Wounds!

"Consort—" The moment those words left Woo San's lips, Bai Liyuv's hopes crumbled.

Because it was Woo San speaking, not Xiyue. Woo San would never come to her room in the dead of night unless something was seriously wrong.

Bai Liyuv clutched her bedsheet tightly as Woo San's trembling voice reached her ears: "Consort, the Lord is in trouble."

Without a moment's hesitation