After committing myself to madly criticizing the governor, I was confused

Feng Xiaoer must be stopped no matter what method is used!

Even if she loses her life, she won’t hesitate!

All in all, Yun'er must not be allowed to suffer such humiliation again!

Unfortunately, when the eldest lady called for the person, she found that there was a man in black among the crowd, with piercing eyes and slightly bulging temples, who was very out of tune with the common people.

They stared at Mrs. Feng and Lord Feng with vigilance.

It seems that as soon as there is any disturbance, the soft sword in his wrist will be drawn out immediately! Contain people or kill them!

Feng Xiaoer looked coldly at some people who suddenly appeared around him.

Some of them looked very familiar to her. They were just the masters from the East Factory patrolling the Admiral's Mansion.

Humph, it’s really unnecessary.

She, Feng Xiaoer, is not that weak. She doesn't need to use people from the Admiral's Mansion to protect her after reconciliation.

"Let me ask you, how did Mrs. Song die? Does it have anything to do with you?"

The tip of her sword had already reached into one side of Feng Yunyun's bellyband.

The fragile red belt was teetering on the cold sword edge.

Lord Feng was confused when he heard this, what is going on?

It sounds like Miss Song is dead.

A lowly slave girl will die when she dies, why bother to cause trouble in the city and be laughed at by others?

The Feng family has been criticized a lot recently, and now that this happened again, this Feng Xiaoer really put his face on the ground and stepped on it hard.

But he didn't dare to say much.

I'm afraid that the ruthless sword edge will slide towards that belt, and then the Feng family's legitimate daughter will be completely unable to hold her head up!

"Feng Xiao'er, it's useless for you to do this. If your mother dies, you can report it to the government. Whatever the government gives you will be the result. You using lynching like this is... ah, don't..."

Feng Xiaoer doesn't have that much patience.

The edge of the sword was raised, and one side of the bellyband fell down, revealing the gray flesh and bulges.

That pink spot has been completely seen by people watching the excitement from different directions.

Someone finally recognized that this was Feng Jieyu who was kicked out of the palace by the emperor!

She is indeed a woman who has stayed in the palace. She has fat buttocks and big breasts. She is really wonderful! Ha ha ha ha!

Some decedents have lust in their eyes and their blood is boiling. Just one glance, and his eyes could no longer leave his bellyband.

Soft and round, it appears in front of your eyes and seems to be able to be kneaded at will.

Mrs. Feng's veins bulged with indignation, but she was speechless!

She has seen strong winds and waves, and her methods are worthy of being a mistress. But no one picked on her weakness and threatened her unscrupulously.

But this time, I was really scared.

Seeing that the sword edge reached under the other party's sling again, he was finally defeated.

"I said, I said. What happened to Miss Song has nothing to do with me... Although I hate her. But you know the severity of the Ming Dynasty's laws. It's impossible for me to..."

Feng Xiaoer glanced contemptuously.

Haha, lying again.

It seems that they are determined not to give up until they reach the Yellow River.

They have been given enough time, but they themselves do not cherish it.

With a click, all the bellybands fell off instantly!

Those two flowers are undoubtedly exposed.

Feng Yunyun hoarse, shouted, and struggled, but unfortunately her mouth was stuffed with cloth, so she couldn't make any sound.

It was as if a string was broken in Mrs. Feng's heart. I had to break down and scream.

The private servants and guards of Feng Mansion rushed forward in an instant, but were restrained by the fierce-looking man in black behind him.

Feng Xiaoer was still playing with it leisurely. The rope in her hand made Feng Yunyun available for display like a handicraft.

Are you worried that no one will watch this lively scene?

"Xu Ping, there is actually one thing that has been condensed in your heart. Why do you prefer Feng Yunyun so much? I'm afraid it's because you owe that person, right? It's a pity, it's a pity, Master Feng also loves Feng Yunyun very much, he doesn't know... ..." Her voice was loud and clear, gradually slowing down.

While everyone was still talking about Feng Yunyun’s secret parts, Mrs. Feng’s face turned pale in an instant.

As if struck by lightning, he was in a state of semi-dementia and semi-coma.

She swallowed frequently, her legs were weak and weak, and she could no longer stand. She could only stand firm with the support of Aunt Fang behind her.

As if he had made a big decision, he finally took a long breath and said a few words slowly and feebly.

"It was Butler Fang who did it. He has always been coveting Song Niang's beauty. After the accident, he was very scared, so he fled to Jeju."

well.

Feng Xiaoer finally took back Wangshu, used Qinggong, and left.

Master Feng was left scratching the back of his head. Is this one thing or two things? Why can't you understand?

Also, his concubine seems to be good at martial arts and light kung fu?

When did you learn it?

After Feng Xiaoer left, the group of vicious black men also disappeared.

Feng Yunyun was also carried into Feng Mansion.

But the rumors at the gate of Feng Mansion will always be talked about by people.

Xiao Qi could not use force to keep Feng Xiaoer.

This is also the reason why Feng Xiaoer made up a lie and asked the Queen to personally issue an order for them to reconcile.

At this point, Xiao Qi was helpless. All he could do was to help Xiao Er when he was in need.

He had been hiding in the back of the crowd, lowering the brim of his hat.

After Feng Xiaoer left, he followed him all the way.

I don’t know what kind of demon is possessed, but even though the two of them have nothing to do with each other, they still can’t let go.

In the end, he lost track!

He has never denied the strength of Qingque Pavilion's Assassin Eleven.

If she doesn't want others to find her, she will never be found.

His harsh words before were like a deflated air bag that could no longer be contained.

Originally it was just to scare her.

How could she be willing to hurt her friends?

He doesn't care about Pei Huai or Song Niang, but these are Xiao'er's relatives and friends.

He was afraid that she would be sad.

From beginning to end, she was the one who was afraid of being sad.

Moreover, she should also know what happened back then.

She didn't make it clear when the imperial edict came. She just said this on the day she moved out of the Admiral's Mansion.

Therefore, he completely lost the qualification to retain her.

It’s the spring rain again.

The rain is pouring down, like thousands of silver threads floating down from the sky. The threads are gently beating on the new green leaves of the jungle on the shore and the mirror-like river surface.

It seems that the green vitality is growing vigorously.

The earth seems to be slowly waking up.

Mo Qili held an umbrella for the governor.

"Lord Governor, be careful of catching a cold."

"We'll do it ourselves." He took the umbrella.

The big hands were white, with clear lines of slightly faint veins, well-defined bones, and slightly raised joints, outlining the nobility.

"Lord Governor, then, are we going to impeach Pei Shilang?"

"No need."

"Then, madam, do you want to continue chasing her? We finally got her traces."

"No need, go down."

He passed the time in silence.

No matter what, he refused to leave.