"Jin'er!"
Lady Fu saw her daughter being thrown and immediately rushed over.
Pulling her daughter up from the pile of wood, she saw blood seeping from her daughter's hands and body. She gave a reproachful look towards Qian Jiyun.
"Jin'er, how are you? Prince Zhan, how could you treat Jin'er like this? She used to admire you the most!"
This Prince Zhan was really too insensitive. Their Jin'er admired him so much, always longing to marry Prince Zhan, even if it was just as a concubine.
Who would have thought that this Prince Zhan would dare to throw Jin'er!
"Lord Fu, where are the evidences of the crimes your son fabricated?" Qian Jiyun had no time for Lady Fu, his eyes were fixed on Lord Fu, asking coldly.
"What evidence, Prince Zhan, you say... I really don't underst... uh!"
Lord Fu wanted to argue that he did have the evidence his son fabricated, but those could not be handed over to Prince Zhan.
