From under the bed, Feng Qingying saw Feng Qingrou's clothes. She picked up the clothes and helped Feng Qingrou put them on one by one.
When Xiao Roujia ran over, Feng Qingying had her head lowered so she could dress Feng Qingru's clothes again. Looking at the bloodstains on the ground, she stood blankly at the door, and spoke with great difficulty, "cousin sister-in-law …"
"Princess, I have a presumptuous request."
Feng Qingying's tone was extremely calm, but her heart was in extreme pain, as if someone was continuously stabbing her heart with a knife. Feng Qingru was so lively and cute, and was only sixteen years old, yet on the day of Feng Qingyun's wedding, she was actually forced to death by the cruelest method.
She had already guessed who was the mastermind behind all of this and had suffered numerous setbacks to her Yang Family in this period of time. In the end, it was her who had implicated Feng Qingru.
"cousin sister-in-law, speak."