It's clear that Bei Qingyue's mood is very poor, and Nangong Yun doesn't dare to say much.
Afraid to accidentally touch on a sensitive topic.
Bei Qingyue glanced at her, a complex expression flashed in her eyes.
This child, has she finally learned filial piety after experiencing so much?
She raised her hand, picked up the cup of water, and drank two sips.
Warm water went down her stomach, and she felt much better.
Bei Qingyue looked at Nangong Yun and said solemnly, "Zicheng is dead."
"What?" Nangong Yun exclaimed, completely in disbelief. "When did this happen?"
"He was just discovered in the back mountain." At the mention of this, Bei Qingyue immediately felt powerless.
Too many things have happened to the Bei family recently, at this moment, she is utterly exhausted.
"How did Cousin Zicheng end up in the back mountain?"
Nangong Yun looked shocked, also seeming puzzled.
"Hasn't everyone been searching for him? Was he always in the back mountain?"
