"That's right!" How can the person who harmed my son not pay the price? "
Eldest Princess Pingyang squeezed these words out from his teeth. She stood up with an expression of unprecedented firmness and indifference.
She carried the bloodied clothes in her hands, and swept a fierce glance at Feng Jingyang. Then, she walked into the hall solemnly and knelt down towards Feng Linche, who was at the head of the hall.
"Your Majesty, now that the Your Highness has acknowledged the fact that he killed my son, I humbly request that you punish the culprit severely on behalf of the two of us, and give my son justice."
The entire hall was silent, and only the Eldest Princess Pingyang's voice reverberated high in the air.
Feng Linche's face turned gloomy, the more he looked at Feng Jingyang, the more he could not suppress the anger in his heart.