MTL - The Legend of the Ghost Concubine-Chapter 126 :跪祠堂

When Feng Zhengde heard that the only son was injured, the whole face became cloudy and he was anxious to ask: "What happened to Zhuo Er?"

Shen Biyu lowered his eyebrows and cried his lips. He said: "Master, hehe... Our Zhuoer was almost stabbed to death by Feng Xiaoer, because she lost too much blood, and she is still unconscious. , Zhuo Er... He is still a child, what did he do wrong..." Cried and turned to look at Feng Xiaoer, sadly said: "Why are you so poisonous, your brother has also got a hand What did Zhuo Er do wrong, you have to do this to him?"

Shen Biyu did not give any explanation to the Feng Xiaoer, and she sentenced her to death in a pile of words.

After listening to Shen Biyu's words, Feng Zhengde's face was black and inky, and the whole face was distorted, like a volcanic eruption. It can be seen how much love for Feng Zhuoer.

The small potato mouth defended Feng Xiaoer, and said in a hurry: "No, the master, the four young masters stabbed our lady first, the young lady will..." When the words were not finished, they were interrupted by Feng Zhengde.

Feng Zhengde violently screamed: "Come on, pull this unruly person down." Two strong men stepped forward, one side, holding a small potato.

"You dare to move me, I will die for you to see" Feng Xiaoer also shouted loudly.

"Do you dare to threaten me?" Feng Zhengde gritted his teeth, and the fire in his eyes burned the phoenix.

"This is not a threat. I said it is done. I am dead. You don't want to live. Wait for the door to copy." Feng Xiaoer glared at Feng Zhengde without fear.

The "mixed account" slammed, Feng Zhengde roared, and a slap in the face of Feng Xiaoer's face, the strength of the big, creaking.

The phoenix was extremely angry and glared at Feng Zhengde.

"Miss..." The little potato voice prayed, and the eyes told Feng Xiaoer, don't talk back and don't force.

Feng Xiaoer knows that she is now weak and incompetent, and she can't fight back. What's more, Feng Zhengde grabbed the small potatoes. She was holding her sore spot. Rebellion is not allowed.

Gentlemen have the patience, and sometimes they have to learn to lower their posture. Feng Xiaoer understands this truth, no longer angers Feng Zhengde, and coldly says for himself: "Whether you believe it or not, Feng Zhuoer stabbed me first. I was angry and he still gave him a sword. You care about your son's life and death. Isn't it all right? If it weren't for the nine kings' golden medicine, I couldn't get up in bed now."

Feng Zhengde questioned Feng Xiaoer for a while and said: "No matter what, you should not stab your younger brother. You must know that Zhuo Er is the only male in our Fengfu. If you kill him... you, you How do you confess to the ancestors?"

"If you are being stabbed by your brother, you won't say it like this." Feng Xiaoer can't stop the chill, but in the eyes of Feng Zhengde, Shen Sanyu's three children are doing what they are doing. Children are to accommodate everything.

To the tolerance of his uncle, her phoenix is ​​not so great.

"You...you still don't know what's wrong?" Feng Zhengde raised his hand and slammed the phoenix, and Feng Xiaoer sneaked away. His heart was dead, cold and cold: "I have to protect myself? Anyway? It’s confusing, and Feng Zhuo’s murder is right. What else can I say?”

"Counter woman, you are a villain..." Feng Zhengde sighed and gasped, and yelled at the next person: "With the family law, the old man should teach the lesson today."

Shen Biyu handed the long whip on his hand to Feng Zhengde, and the wind ignited: "Master, you must teach the young lady well, or else we will leave the majesty of the government?"

"Don't, Master, Miss is still hurt, the injured arm is not completely good, and a sword is stabbed on the chest, can't be tossed again, Master, please be merciful, let go of the lady." The small potatoes kept crying for the phoenix.

"Potato, don't ask him, leave a sigh of relief, I won't have anything." Feng Xiaoer always stubbornly never bowed, she can lower her posture, but she will never ruin her dignity.

The words of the potato made Feng Zhengde have scruples. Feng Zhengde saw a large piece of clothes on the chest of the phoenix. The blood was exuded, and the previous assassination was almost broken. If it was whipped again, I am afraid that the delicate body could not bear it.

Feng Xiaoer was excited, shouted, struggling, and wounded the wound. The wound that had been wrapped up not long ago broke open. At this moment, his face was pale and he felt cold sweat on his forehead.

And Feng Yuer is more worried about the injury on the back of the small potato. Only when Shen Biyu is a big whip, the whip itself is long and big, and the lethality is serious. The small potato is thin and thin. If it is not treated in time, it will be afraid. Very tortured.

Thinking twice, Feng Zhengde said: "The state-owned country law, the family has a family rule, you have to punish if you do something wrong, you will be hurt in your body, and soon you will enter the palace, go to the front of the temple, wait for your brother to wake up. You can get up, don't try to sneak back to the house, I will send someone to guard you, and lead Missy to squat."

The two brawny men with the phoenixes are going to toss away the phoenix phoenix. Feng Xiaoer’s very few people are serious about Feng Zhengde: “Let me swear, whoever dares to move me, I will die to see you. If you don’t want to blame the emperor, it’s best to remember my words, and I know, I’m absolutely sure to do it.”

Feng Zhengde made a look, and the brawny let go of the small potatoes.

The little potato handed the eyes to Feng Xiaoer, silently telling her that she must live well.

How are you doing to others, how others are doing to you.

The little potato was moved, how lucky it was, and Miss was so fond of it. All loyalty is worth it.

Feng Yuer took out the golden medicine and handed it to the small potato, and walked in the direction of the ancestral hall.

The little potatoes looked at the back of the phoenix, and then looked at the medicine in his hand, and the tears flowed.

After the noisy, there was a quiet, wide and wide hall, Shen Biyu sitting on a wooden chair, drinking tea slowly, and sometimes laughing at the phoenix behind the threshold.

Ironically said: "Why is my Zhuoer still not awake? I am saddened to see my aunt lying here." From the phoenix, he is here, and Shen Biyu is sitting in the temple and saying all kinds of ironic words.

Feng Xiaoer is not a fool, Feng Zhuoer martial arts people, iron blood Fang Gang, that sword Feng Yu children are not deeply stabbed, not enough to cause serious injuries, not to mention Feng Zhuoer has a good foundation, that sword is nothing, coma Wake up, but I want to push all the sins to her, and his Feng Zhuoer not only has no responsibility, but also becomes a victim, so that Feng Zhengde will pamper him even more.

"You say, your baby son really can't wake up." Feng Xiaoer said ironically.

Shen Biyu's put down the teacup, stood up from the chair, and walked to the front of Fengxier. Looking down at the Fengqier, he squatted down and hooked the chin of Feng's child, forcing Feng Xiaoer to look at him. .

"If I don't wake up, you don't want to live," said Shen Biyu in Feng Yu's tone. The fingernails licked into the cheeks of the phoenix, and the nails were sharp and pointed. The skin of the child was thin and delicate, leaving a blood mark in an instant.