She went from corpse to corpse, sometimes using her sword to turn a body over as she called out quietly: "Your Highness…"
"Your Highness…"
The smoke scratched at her throat and her coughing continued, her voice growing more and more desperate as time went on — if Ning Yi was alive, why would the enemy leave? If Ning Yi was not dead, why did he not respond?
Feng Zhiwei counted every single body, even finding the corpses of the post house officer and the building's guards. Two hundred and twelve bodies lay strewn haphazardly, and only a couple guards were missing alongside Chunyu Meng and Ning Yi.
