Could It be That This Is Not a Dream?

"You …"

After Beiming Kun left, Su Jinsi walked out of the courtyard. Just as she was about to walk around, she saw a girl doing something.

"Wait, what are you doing?"

A maidservant was about to throw some things away when Su Jin Se quickly walked up and saw a blood-stained shirt. This shirt seemed to be slightly familiar to her.

"Miss, do you need anything?"

"Whose clothes are those?"

She had seen the clothes before, but she felt that there was something familiar about them. The blood on them had already dried up. Could it be?

"These are the young master's clothes. Your servant will take them and burn them."

"Is it the injured young master?"

"Yes, Miss."

She thought of a person, yes, could it really be him? She seemed to have seen him wear these clothes, but she couldn't confirm that they were Murong Yu's. However, this made her even more suspicious.

"Anything else?"