Liu Sanniang said slowly, "Her name is Ying Furong."
Madam Ying grabbed her chest and took a deep breath. "No, impossible."
Ying Furong, her daughter, was in the mansion and came to pay her respects every day. It was impossible for the girl she saw to be Ying Furong.
No, it must be someone else with the same name as her daughter. That was why she felt so sad.
Liu Sanniang did not speak. Her gaze landed on the trace of ashes on Madam Ying's shoulder, and she was deep in thought.
There were too many sources of evil in this world.
Bi Lan asked worriedly. "Madam, are you alright? Say something to me. Don't scare me."
Madam Ying looked at Bi Lan. "Where's Eldest Miss? Go and get her."
She would prove to Liu Sannaing that her daughter was still alive and kicking.
Bi Lan was taken aback by Madam Ying's exaggerated reaction. "Chun Lan… Chun Lan already went to get Eldest Miss."