The house was confiscated at the beginning, so I evacuated my enemy's house to escape.

There was a sudden "pop" sound, and Feng Erye and Feng Qingyun both fell to their knees, "bang bang bang" and kowtowed hard to the ground one after another.

Second Master Feng shouted hoarsely, his voice trembling violently, and he tried his best to beg for mercy: "Master Governor! Master Governor! Please be noble and forgive us. As long as you can open your eyes, we are willing to do your best. ”

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu may be better understood by the governor. My father and I really know nothing. When we woke up, we were in bed with her. Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu,It must have been set up by someone." Feng Qingyun burst into tears and kept wailing.

Second Master Feng and Feng Qingyun witnessed with their own eyes how Song Yuming was crippled by Feng Yue, and their hearts were filled with fear.

They don't want to annihilate their descendants, so they can't be humane.

If they are deposed, their whole life will be over. How is this different from the eunuchs in the palace!

"Ooooooo, no, no, please forgive me, Lord Governor." Mrs. Feng Er stumbled to Feng Qingyun like a crazy woman and stood in front of Feng Qingyun.

"Auntie, I don't want it, I don't want to be scrapped, wuwuwu." Feng Qingyun fell into his mother's arms, trembling.

The family of three cried and kowtowed to Feng Waguang for mercy.

"Spare you? Haha, I'm dreaming! Your good wife, your good mother-in-law, dared to drug me, plotted against me, devoted herself to me, and expected me to help you avoid the crime of exile. You are dreaming!"

"Come on, what are you waiting for? Get rid of these two people!"

The family of three in the second room suddenly felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar that had existed for thousands of years. The air around them seemed to freeze instantly, and the bone-chilling breath surged in like a tide, tightly surrounding them.

Their bodies trembled involuntarily, as if shrouded in an invisible fear. Every pore conveyed a biting chill, making their blood almost freeze.

Their faces became as pale as paper, bloodless, as if their life had been taken away by the severe cold. The lips were also slightly purple and it was difficult to speak clearly.

The servants and nurses rushed to the second room's family of three like a gust of wind, quickly pulled Second Master Feng and Feng Qingyun apart, and restrained them tightly.

Mrs. Feng Er was also forcefully pressed to the ground by one of the servants.

"No! Don't do this! Please, I was wrong, we were wrong, wuwuwu~" Mrs. Feng Er's face was pressed against the cold ground, struggling and twisting constantly. Her eyes were firmly locked on Feng Qingyun, and the tears in her eyes were flowing continuously like a flood that broke a dam.

She just looked at Feng Waguang's men, each holding a sharp knife and swinging it at the crotch of her precious son and husband.

"Ahhhh!!!" Feng Qingyun let out a shrill scream, and the sound resounded in every corner of the entire courtyard.

"Ouch!!!!" Mr. Feng made a cry as cruel as a pig being killed, which made the birds on the branches flap their wings and fly high.

The two immediately fell to the ground, their faces as pale as paper, their foreheads and faces were covered with large beads of sweat, as if they had just been fished out of the water, and their lower bodies were stained red with blood. They were writhing in pain on the ground, their bodies twisted, as if they were undergoing tremendous torture.

Mrs. Feng Er struggled hard and finally broke free from the hold of the servant and rushed towards Feng Qingyun.

She was helpless and trembling all over. I wanted to help my precious son, but I was afraid of hurting him and couldn't do anything. "What should I do, what should I do, wuwu, what should I do in the future?"

Mrs. Feng Er sat on the ground with her hair in a messy bun, just like a crazy woman.

Seeing the miserable situation of Erfang's family, Feng Wanzhuang's depression finally dissipated a lot.

"Come on, tie up these two unruly sluts, Thirteenth Aunt and Seventeenth Aunt, and throw them to the river to soak in pig cages!" Feng Waguang glared at his two concubines with disgust and said angrily.

"Ah, no, sir, please forgive me."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, Master, you have to believe me, I was also harmed by others. Please be kind to me and spare me."

The two concubines knelt down in front of Feng Waguang. One of them held Feng Waguang's thigh and begged for mercy with tears.

"Go away!"

Feng Waguang kicked the two concubines away, and then several servants stepped forward and dragged the two concubines away.

"Dad, where is this bitch? What are you going to do with her?" Feng Yue pointed at Mrs. Feng Er who was slumped on the ground, looking like a madman.

Feng Waguang glanced at Mrs. Feng Er with disgust and waved his hands repeatedly, "Forget it for her. Rather than letting her die so easily, it is better to let her continue to live and guard her crippled husband and precious son.

After all, they are also exiled people, and they have to continue to be exiled. Wouldn't this make them even more miserable? When the time comes, if we reveal her sacrifice to everyone in the exile team, won't their lives be even more painful? "

"Hahaha, daddy is so thoughtful." Feng Yue clapped her hands and laughed.

"Crippled, exiled, hahaha..." Mrs. Feng Er murmured, repeating these words.

Suddenly, her eyes became fierce. When no one was paying attention, she picked up a sword on the ground and rushed to Feng Waguang like crazy.

"Ahhh, I'm going to kill you!"

Mrs. Feng Er held a sharp sword in both hands and stabbed Feng Waguang in the abdomen. Feng Waguang reacted quickly and reached out to hold the sword that Mrs. Feng was stabbing at.

The servants on the side quickly knocked the sword in Mrs. Feng Er's hand to the ground. At the same time, the two servants twisted Mrs. Feng Er's arms behind her and restrained her so that she could not move.

"You bitch, I wanted to spare your life, but now you want to assassinate me."

"Bah, you can kill or chop as you please. If you don't kill me, I will kill you. If I die, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!" Mrs. Feng Er spat fiercely, He glared at Feng Waguang viciously.

"Okay, great! Since you want to die so much, I will help you!" After saying that, Feng Waguang picked up the sword on the ground and stabbed Mrs. Feng Er in the heart.

With a "poof" sound, blood spattered three feet, and Feng Waguang's face was also stained a lot.

Mrs. Feng Er fell to the ground softly like a piece of rag, her eyes were wide open and she could not rest in peace.

After solving a lot of troubles, Feng Yuedun felt particularly comfortable, and then she remembered that she had forgotten something big!

Her face became extremely gloomy, as if ink was about to drip out. She tightened her big solemn face and said anxiously: "Dad, it's not good. Our house is bald!"