Fresh blood sprayed on Cheng Huaiyu's bed, on the bed curtain, and everywhere.
Song Cheng's last thought before he died was, how dare she?
Because Cheng Huaiyu's attack had hit his vitals, Song Cheng didn't even struggle before he died.
Cheng huaijin pushed Song Cheng over and sat up.
Her hands were trembling, and the hairpin was still stuck in Song Cheng's neck. She clenched her hands tightly and forced herself to calm down.
Her eyes brightened. She could use this opportunity to delay Peng mu.
She stood up, planning to go out and look for Peng mu.
As a result, she ran into a maidservant at the door. The maidservant saw that she had blood on her body, and her hair and clothes were a little messy. She asked in a panic, " "Aunt ye, what's wrong? Third master, he's so weak!"
Cheng Huaiyu glared at the maidservant. "Shut up!"
The servant girl lowered her head in fear.
Cheng Huaiyu was a little flustered. What should she do?
Take this maidservant away!
