"Could it be that God really can't stand to see others happy?"
As she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, Niao Niao cleansed Feng Yueya's body inside the ice coffin.
Since there were no other women around, and Feng Yueya's body was covered in a lot of blood, the task of cleansing and changing her clothes fell to Niao Niao.
She slowly removed Feng Yueya's clothes, devoutly looked at her blood-stained face and chest, and softly spoke to her,
"Princess Consort, your servant is cleaning your body. Once your body is accustomed to being clean, you can embark on your journey."
As she spoke, her tears began to flow again.
Dipping a cloth in warm water, wringing it out, Niao Niao meticulously wiped the blood from Feng Yueya's face.
Then her neck, her chest.
There was especially a lot of blood at the chest. Brother Rong had said that the Princess Consort's chest had been pierced through.
