Since that was the case, with the sensitivity of a spirit beast, it still could hear the ongoing discussions.
"Little fatty seemed to have been beaten unconscious, and the little coward seemed to have been beaten to death. However, as to whether she really died or not, I'm not too sure. I only heard what those people said."
What Ah Hua did not tell Feng Ruqing was that when this matter was being made known, the people of Wu Shang City seemed to be in a joyous mood, and everyone was celebrating as if it was the new year.
If it were not because they did not dare to offend the emperor and the empress, they might have just held a large banquet to celebrate it.
Feng Ruqing's face darkened and turned even colder. She immediately got up and her red dress was extremely eye-catching in the wind.
"Where is little fatty now?" Feng Ruqing asked expressionlessly.
"Locked up."
