"I was just returning to the palace and was about to see her."
Su Yingxue's expression was cold and solemn.
Shen Yu had been left in the dungeon of Funing Palace, and because her grandmother had a soft heart and didn't immediately kill Shen Yu, she was still struggling to survive.
When Su Yingxue went down, she smelled a strong scent of medicinal liquor in the air.
Shen Yu, curled up in a corner, started wailing at the sound of footsteps, "Don't come over! Don't come over! Don't come to claim my life! Go find Mu Fei, it was that madman Mu Fei who killed them all! It was him who killed them!"
"Was it him who killed them, or did you disregard the life and death of your own parents, using their lives in exchange for your glory and wealth?"
Su Yingxue raised an eyebrow and sneered.
"Su Yingxue?"
Hate flared in Shen Yu's eyes, "It's all your fault, Su Yingxue! You stole my identity, my cousin, and my glory and wealth…"
"Ah! I'm going to kill you!"
