Aunt Zhao clutched her sleeves to wipe the tea from her face, but her eyes were deep and dark, making it impossible to discern her current mood or emotion.
"I've come here tonight simply to tell you one thing. Consort Pei is already dead, slain in the streets! No one knows who did it, but regardless, you are finally free, Owner He."
After saying this, Aunt Zhao placed the key used to open the door on the table. Then, she turned around, her face expressionless, and walked away without looking back.
He Su was taken aback.
Pei Yu was dead?
Shock took hold of her heart, and then she suddenly burst into hysterical laughter!
"Pei Yu is dead? She's really dead? Good, she died a good death!!"
Tears streamed down her face as she laughed.
