Amidst faint dust and smoke, a red silhouette rushed into the courtyard.
Wearing a golden-red gown, the hem sweeping the ground, adorned with numerous ornaments, and a Phoenix Crown on her head, showcasing meticulously detailed attire.
Ji Mingyue had just rushed into the courtyard. At a glance, she saw Ji Mingyuan lying on the ground, lifeless, the wine cup in his hand rolled aside, amber wine spilled everywhere.
Her steps suddenly stopped, the color drained from her face instantly, her pupils contracted violently.
"Five... Five Brother..."
Ji Mingyue's voice trembled, almost breaking.
She threw herself beside Ji Mingyuan, reaching out to check his breath, touching chilliness, no sign of life.
"Five Brother!" Her voice turned calm, grabbing Ji Mingyuan's shoulders and shaking them.
Ji Mingyuan's body still retained some warmth, but all signs of life were gone.
