C119 Feng Qingrus Death (2/2)

Feng Qingying was very gentle in front of Xiao Roujia, she knew that Xiao Roujia was a little girl who didn't have a care in the world.

Xiao Roujia liked Feng Qingying from the start, so when she saw the anxious look on Feng Qingying's face, she shook her head and said, ”I've never seen cousin sister-in-law's younger sister before!”

”She's the same age as the princess. She's wearing a pink dress.”

Xiao Roujia thought about it carefully. Feng Qingying couldn't wait any longer and decided to continue looking for Feng Qingru.

Xiao Roujia called out to Feng Qingying, ”cousin sister-in-law, I saw a young lady wearing a pink dress earlier.

”Thank you, Princess, for your advice.”

After obtaining Feng Qingru's whereabouts, Feng Qingying immediately went to look for someone.

”cousin sister-in-law, wait. You don't know the way, I'm familiar with the palace, I'll accompany you.”

Xiao Roujia chased after him and gratefully nodded, ”Then I'll have to trouble Seventh Princess.”

”Last time cousin sister-in-law saved my mother, I still haven't thanked him properly! This time, it's only right. ”

Xiao Roujia knew that Feng Qingying was in a hurry and quickly led the way, introducing them by the side. ”In front of us is Chun Yi Xuan, this used to be a stage, it was very lively, and then somehow the stage collapsed. Royal Father's most beloved concubine, Madam Rou, was struck by the collapsed pillar and died on the spot, and from now on, no one will be able to set foot in Chun Yi Xuan anymore.”

Xiao Roujia introduced the place to Feng Qingying as he walked.

”Let's go and take a look.”

Nothing unusual happened along the way, so Feng Qingying decided to visit Chun Yi Xuan.

”Alright, don't be afraid cousin sister-in-law. Earlier, there was always a little palace maid who said that this place is haunted.”

”I am not afraid. If Seventh Princess is afraid, you can come from behind me.”

Feng Qingying who had trained in the army for many years could be said to have nothing to fear. Even if there really was a ghost, she would not be afraid.

Xiao Roujia stuck out his tongue, ”I'm not afraid of that, there's no ghost in this world.”

The two of them talked as they walked towards Chun Yi Xuan. Feng Qingying was worried about Feng Qingru, so he was obviously a little absent-minded, and his footsteps became faster.

After entering the gate of Chun Yi Xuan's courtyard, Feng Qingying saw a handkerchief on the ground. She immediately bent down to pick it up.

Feng Qingying clenched his handkerchief tightly, she was really here.

At this time, Feng Qingying's expression turned ruthless, Xiao Roujia, who was at the side, wanted to ask Feng Qingying if he recognized the handkerchief, but when she saw his expression, she was shocked, and the words that was about to come out of her mouth came out.

There were many rooms in the courtyard. Feng Qingying didn't know which room Feng Qingru was in, and could only split up and search one by one with Xiao Roujia. When she pushed open the room in the innermost room, the strong smell of blood assaulted her senses.

Feng Qingying stood at the door, stunned by the situation in the room.

With only a brief moment of hesitation, Feng Qingying quickly ran in and directly ran to Feng Qingru's side.

It was as if Feng Qingqing was not wearing any clothes. Her body was covered with deep and shallow scratches as a cut was made on her neck. Fresh, red blood constantly oozed out.

There was already a large pool of blood on the ground. There were also quite a few traces of blood on her snow-white skin.

Feng Qingru held a hairpin in her hand. There was blood on the hairpin, and bright red blood dyed her hand red.

At this moment, she only had one breath left. Seeing tears gush out of Feng Qingying's eyes, she struggled to speak. ”I no longer have the face to live. Let me leave with dignity …”

Feng Qingying carried Feng Qingrou in his arms, feeling as if a knife had pierced through his heart. She had guessed that something had happened, but never did she expect that they would actually do such a cruel thing to Feng Qingru.

She caressed Feng Qingru's face, her fingers trembling. ”Third sister, who are those people!?”

”I don't know... There are several people, they are the devils of Hell, Second Sister … ”Don't tell anyone.”

Feng Qingying knew that the wound on her neck was carved by Feng Qingru. She hugged Feng Qingru tightly, ”Silly girl, why are you so stupid.

”I can't live on anymore … ”Second sister, I'm sorry …”

After saying that, Feng Qingru closed her eyes and her hand also slid down.