Jingshui is dead.
When Jiang Fula walked in, he was initially startled to see Jingshui lying on the ground, and then, upon noticing the black blood at her lips, he instantly understood.
From the moment he appeared, she must have known she was doomed, whether by Song Zhiyuan or from those people, none would let her go.
"Prime Minister, her?"
"She is considered loyal to her master. Have someone prepare a thin coffin and find a place to bury her." Song Zhiyuan glanced at the person on the ground and coldly shifted his gaze.
The master naturally referred to Song Lingyi and his people.
Jiang Fula clapped his hands to summon others to gather Jingshui's body, then reported, "Prime Minister, that Dragon Queen is also dead, has been for several days."
Song Zhiyuan had already guessed and said, "Send someone to investigate whom she was associating with."
