With weak manpower, she had to rely on the strength of outsiders if she wanted to accomplish what she wanted to do.
"The people from the Sikong family will help you. We will set off at dawn."
There was no room for negotiation in his tone, and the current war situation did not allow for discussion.
That's all, Hua Shang turned around and left.
After walking a few steps, the footsteps stopped again.
Qin'er didn't look back, feeling that she was hesitant to speak, so she asked, "Is there anything else you want to say?"
silence……
The entire Carpenter's Pavilion was filled with dim firelight.
The two women were relatively silent.
One person is silent, one person is waiting...
"Feng Yao..."
After a long time, so long that Qin'er almost forgot that there was someone else here besides herself, Hua Shang said, "It wasn't Feng Ruohen who killed him!"
After speaking clearly, she stood there, as if she had instantly turned into a stone sculpture, unable to move.
It seems like he is waiting for the woman who knows the truth to explode everything against him.
But... Qin'er did nothing.
The pale face that was so easy to calm slowly became tangled...distorted...pain spread...
Feng Yao was not killed by Feng Ruohen.
At that time, only Hua Shang was present in the hall, and it was she who inserted the sword into his chest.
The woman smiled bitterly, her shoulders trembled wildly, and she let out a choked "yeah" sound.
The body leaned forward limply, and the hands were unable to support themselves on the blanket, tightening the fingers.
Yes...what kind of man is Feng Ruohen?
She used to be puzzled, but now she suddenly sees him clearly.
His heart is soft and kind, for sure! He would rather die than hurt Feng Yao in the slightest.
And when she arrived, there wasn't even an explanation.
He didn't want her to hate his sister... she had to endure everything on her own.
That must be the case!
After thinking about it, she laughed to herself again.
That hoarse laughter was like a rusty dull knife, cutting into Hua Shang's heart one by one.
She had no choice.
"You can hate me." Even she hated herself!
"No..." Holding a deep breath, Qin'er closed her eyes tremblingly, as if her whole body was trembling.