Tang Yin's Ancestry VII

"Fine." Feng Ruqing smiled slightly and nodded. She scanned Wei Mengjie coldly. "This kind of person should never be allowed to live."

That was the end of Wei Mengjie.

Qin Yi was delighted when she saw Feng Ruqing.

She always felt that there was nothing that Feng Ruqing could not do. If she was here, it meant that Pinayo would be fine.

"Qing'er."

"Aunt, you don't have to worry. Aunt Yao is going to be okay."

Feng Ruqing smiled and she did not say much. She also did not ask how Wei Mengjie had hurt Wei Pinyao. She walked directly toward the backyard of the manor.

***

In the room.

Wei Pinyao was pale. She lay on the bed listlessly.

There were two maids tending to Wei Pinyao at the moment. They retreated when they saw Feng Ruqing.

She could not guess the type of poison just by looking at Wei Pinyao's appearance. But, she could smell the lingering scent of the poison when she walked into the room.

"Sandaleaf?"