Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower

Drap! Drap! Drap!

"Brother Ao Kuai, there's a big incident in Old Master Feng's house." Nan Luo rushed into his cousin's quarter.

Feng Ao Kuai, who was bathing, was speechless when he saw Nan Luo barged into the bathroom. He was sure that if he was a woman, he would smack Nan Luo's head with all the utensils that he brought here.

*splash*

"Can't you wait until I finish bathing at the very least?" Feng Ao Kuai asked in displeasure.

"I want to go there."

"Eat first."

"But…"

"Luo, health takes precedence. You can't do anything even if you head there." Feng Ao Kuai was as calm as ever.

Nan Luo pursed his lips. Even though he actually wanted to head over as fast as possible, he still hurriedly rushed back to eat his breakfast. Because he wanted to call Feng Ao Kuai, he had run here without caring for anything.

*splash*

"Young Master," Si Kang, one of the two closest manservant who used to follow Feng Ao Kuai, called out. "Do you need help?"

"No need." Feng Ao Kuai took the towel and wiped himself before changing. His mind was still thinking about the incident that Nan Luo speak. "Tell me what happened in Feng Qian Bo's house."

Si Kang had long gotten used to Feng Ao Kuai's intelligence. Even though Nan Luo hadn't said which residence it was, Feng Ao Kuai had already able to guess which one it was and maybe able to guess what had happened.

"There's a fire at dawn and the two children of Feng Qian Bo died, Young Master."

"Feng Mo Kan and Feng Mo Jian?"

"Yes."

Feng Ao Kuai narrowed his eyes. To think that his sweet cousin who used to be tagging along at the back and being pampered would grow up this way. It seemed that when a person grew up, they could change drastically too.

After they had their breakfast, the three children met outside to head over to Old Master Feng's Residence.

"How did the two of them die in fire and no one even know about it?" Nan Luo felt that the incident was strange.

"There are a lot of dead servants." Feng Ao Kuai had heard the details from Si Kang, whom he ordered to gather more information first.

"How many?"

"Almost everyone who served the four children."

Nan Luo felt chills on his back when he heard that. Did it mean that there was a massacre that occurred and yet they only found out about it because of the fire in the morning?

"Their wound?" Nan Luo asked cautiously.

"Sharp wound." Feng Ao Kuai was silent for a moment. "Many of them are suspected to be done from short height."

Short height, which meant that there was high possibility for a child to be the one to do this.

Nan Si Qiao chose not to accompany them because she didn't want to look at that scene. She might have learned martial arts and participated at the frontline for a period of time, but she was not used to those gory scenes. For the sake of her mental health, she chose to stay at home with Feng Ao Qian.

The three children naturally didn't ask for her to come.

"Second Young Master Feng, First Young Master Nan, First Young Miss, Nan."

"Are the others alright?" Feng Ao Kuai asked as he strode in.

"Madam Lu is shaken right now." The servant looked troubled when he said that. He didn't expect such a big incident to occur in the residence like this either. But since it had happened, he knew that it would be impossible for him to not say anything to them.

"How about Feng Kang Xiang and the others?"

"They're also here."

The children followed them to the back. Looking at the stain on the ground, Nan Hua knew that there were a lot of people who died. Her eyes narrowed. It should be impossible for children to be able to kill so many people like this except if they had received special training like her.

But there shouldn't be any.

Nan Hua carefully looked at the road and felt that the bloodstain was rather strange. It looked like the people were running while they were bleeding.

Bleeding…?

"Luo, I want to see Feng Mo Yue."

"How about Feng Mo Xing and Feng Mo Yue?" Nan Luo asked the servant as they headed inside.

The servant scratched the back of his head. "Madam Lu insisted that the one who kill all the servants and her two sons is Miss Feng. However, Miss Feng has been crying and saying that she didn't know anything. Her face is also very pale."

They walked into the inner area and heard shouting from a distance.

"You b*tch! Stop pretending to be pitiful! The one who killed my children must be you! You #$%^&*()!"

Feng Mo Yue was in front of Madam Lu, crying pitifully with her brother holding her. Feng Mo Xing was even glaring at Madam Lu as if he wanted to challenge her and stopped her from getting closer to her sister.

Even from a distance, it was clear that Feng Mo Yue's face was pale.

Nan Luo looked at the acting in front of him, feeling a bit dumbfounded. "This is…"

"It's quite a mess." Feng Ao Kuai looked at Feng Mo Yue and his eyebrows furrowed. "She looks like she's sick. Have you called for a doctor?"

"Yes, we have called. However, Madam Lu insisted that Miss Feng didn't deserve to see a doctor."

Nan Luo was speechless.

Did they have to be that ruthless to a 13 years old girl?

Just as he was about to say something, they heard harsh coughing and Feng Mo Yue spat out blood. Her already pale face turned even paler as her body fell to her younger brother's embrace.

"Sister!" Feng Mo Xing panicked.

"Call for doctor!" Old Master Feng was feeling irritated.

"What calling for doctor! She didn't deserve to have a doctor tend to her….aaaaaaaaaaa!"

"Shut up!" Old Master Feng was flustered. If word came out that his granddaughter died because of her own mother, where would Feng Family put their face on? He felt that Feng Family hundreds years of history would be lost because of this uncouth woman right now.