Xie Shuning leaned her head against the window, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.,Xie Shuning thought of the dream she had just had, her heart was numb, gritted her teeth and said: "Go find it! Send Young Master back to his room!",Push open the door and walk in, you see Qin'er, thin and small, curled up in a brocade quilt, like a flower embroidered on top, pale without a trace.。