Fengming Palace.
Dongguo Chenxi committed suicide, Zhong Tianque was beheaded.
Blood flowed like a river in Dong'an Hall, staining the luxurious and beautiful cashmere carpet, making it look mottled and ugly, like the scar on a neck missing its head.
First, there was a deathly silence, then it erupted with piercing screams and cries.
"Chenxi... Chenxi..."
"Chenxi, wake up, wake up..."
"Why are you so stupid? Why so foolish?"
Zhao Yuzhu rushed over frantically, cradling Dongguo Chenxi's fallen body in her arms.
This was her daughter, a piece of flesh dropped from her body.
They say that noble families are often heartless, but seeing her own daughter slit her throat in front of her, this mother still experienced an enormous shock.
"Sister... I'm sorry, I didn't mean it... I'm really sorry..."
Dongguo Zhuohua's eyes were red as well, unable to hold back her tears.
