Mrs Zuo and Empress Dugu looked at each other, and Mrs Zuo almost couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.
Someone up there must be listening to their prayers!
She had been praying everyday for Feng Wu's demise, and as it turned out, luck was finally on her side.
That was great news! The joy almost brought tears to her eyes.
However, at that moment —
"Where are Zuo Qingxian and Zuo Qingyu?" Mrs Dugu held Dugu Yamo's hand and frowned. "They shouldn't be running around in a dangerous place like this."
Dugu Yamo was about to speak, but Mrs Zuo waved her hand. "Forget them. Yamo, tell me, is Feng Wu really dead? Is she really buried down there?"
Mrs Zuo couldn't hide the smile on her face now.
Dugu Yamo looked at her aunt and didn't know what to say.
Zuo Qingyu was dead…
So was Zuo Qingxian…
