The beauty of the red mansion

Obviously heartbroken to the extreme, but could not restrain a wry smile.

Because, it was only at this time that Fenghua suddenly realized that her heartache was not completely irregular. She had suffered from Jia Baoyu several times before, but she never noticed it.

It's as if... It's as if Jia Shao and Mei Xue had revealed their ambiguity many times in the previous life, but she didn't notice it at all.

It turned out that no matter how much she went through, no matter how careful she was, she was still that... idiot!It's always been so...behindsight!

Scenes about Jia Baoyu could not be restrained replaying in his mind.From the moment he said "I've seen this sister", all kinds of things since the acquaintance kept flashing before his eyes.

Joy, anger, sorrow, joy, each face is changing like a revolving lantern.

Even... even the appearance of him being careful and apologetic, I think it is so beautiful and warm when I recall it now.How could she feel disgusted and disgusted before?

He lowered his head and stared blankly at his hands.

With tears in his eyes, Fenghua saw that his hands were stained red bit by bit with blood...

She knew that it was Jia Baoyu's blood.

It was she who lured him to this dead end for her own benefit.

Without her guidance and instigation, Jia Baoyu... would not have died...

"Girl, how do you feel? Is it better?"

Everyone's concerned voices rang in their ears, but Fenghua just sat there blankly, in a trance.

Fenghua has no impression of what happened next.

When I regained consciousness again, I only felt dizzy and dizzy, and even my eyes hurt.

"Girl?! Are you awake?" Seeing Fenghua's brows frowning slightly and his eyelashes fluttering, Ping'er asked in surprise.

"Girl, are you finally awake? Are you better?"

The familiar voice and unconcealable eagerness restored some clarity to Fenghua, who was still a little confused.

As a doctor, even if it is just to appease the patients, he is calm and calm, and her master, who is called a master doctor, is even more so. No matter what kind of illness, Fenghua has never seen him change. over face.

However, now he is not calm anymore.

In fact, Fenghua also knew why.Because, now she fell ill and fell asleep every time for a longer time.Perhaps, they were all worried that she would not wake up.

To be honest, Fenghua herself is not afraid of this ending, but she is even more afraid of being tortured forever.It's just that there is no way to tell anyone about this fear and fear.

"Girl, you've been in a coma for a day, do you feel hungry?" Ping'er asked softly while helping Fenghua to sit up.

Faced with the concern of these people, Fenghua's heart warmed up, but thinking about Jia Baoyu was another pain.Finally, he only nodded slowly.

In fact, even if Fenghua wanted to say something, he couldn't.She is already dumb.

"Girl..." Mr. Feng already knew from his servants what happened before and after Fenghua's illness, and he felt very distressed, especially when he saw Fenghua still couldn't stop crying in a coma, but he didn't know How to comfort, can only be turned into a sentence, "You have to be good. If Mo Yu knows that you are like this, he will be very disturbed."

Fenghua's eyes as black as midnight flickered for a moment, and after a long time, he nodded feebly.

She doesn't know that being sad and sad is useless, but she just can't control her emotions.

After coming to this world for so long and doing so many things, she has no way to find the value of her own existence, but has always been a burden to others. This feeling is too bad.And, more importantly, she was afraid that her existence would bring disaster to others.

Fenghua is very cooperative, honestly obedient, honestly eating, honestly sleeping.However, after everyone left, she stared wide-eyed in the darkness.Because she didn't feel sleepy at all.

Not wanting to disturb anyone, Fenghua groped in the dark and opened the window carefully.

The night in early spring was still very cold, and there were a few desolate stars hanging in the sky, which made people feel indescribable.And Fenghua looked up at the starry sky from the beginning to the end, but his eyes were empty, as if his soul didn't know where he went.

After waking up from Fenghua, she no longer felt heartbroken because of thinking of Jia Baoyu, she just felt as if there was an empty space in her heart, and she was in a trance.

And her trance, this occasional unconscious state of emptiness finally aroused the attention and tension of the people around her.

"Girl, have you been so bored these days? How about master taking you out to relax?" Because he was worried about Fenghua's health, Mr. Feng moved back again.For more than a month, seeing Fenghua's insanity besides the onset of illness, the old man really couldn't help but feel distressed.

Although Lin Moyu had told him before he left, because of the turmoil in the current situation, he hoped that Fenghua would not go out casually.For the sake of safety, Mr. Feng himself also meant this.But if you go out with the old man, you don't need to worry, the old man is still very confident in his martial arts.

Fenghua also knew that his condition was not good, and he had tried hard to adjust, but no matter how he adjusted, he couldn't adjust.Hearing Mr. Feng's suggestion, her heart couldn't stop moving.

However, it only moved a bit.

Afterwards, Fenghua smiled and shook his head.

Fenghua's brisk refusal was beyond Mr. Feng's expectation, his brows furrowed unconsciously, "You are always so frowning, don't you worry about Mo Yu who is far away on the battlefield?"

The reason "Mo Yu is worried" has been tried and tested, and it always makes Feng Hua back down.

This time, however, seems to be a bit of an exception.

After Fenghua's eyes flickered fiercely a few times, he dipped his finger in the tea and wrote a few words, "How is the recent war?"

Fenghua asked this question several times a day. For this reason, the Lin family sent many people to inquire about the news, but if there was any trouble, they would immediately report it to Fenghua.

However, the battlefield is far away from the capital after all, so there is always a little news after a long time, and there is no sign of Lin Moyu in most of the news.And Fenghua still asks several times every day.

"It's still the same for the time being. The two sides are stalemate, and there is not much improvement." Mr. Feng replied without doubting him, without thinking, "However, this situation is not too bad. The logistics supply of the rebel army is far inferior to that of our army. If it takes a long time, it will do us no harm."

Why doesn't Fenghua understand this truth, but she is very clear that the emperor will never allow such a protracted war, because the three armies consume too much and the national treasury can't bear it.Therefore, that person will definitely put pressure on the generals sent by the court, and Mo Yu is naturally one of them.

It's just that everyone is worried about her, so they deliberately don't talk to her.

Fenghua doesn't care about others, but Lin Moyu is also one of the emperor's pressurers, so she just...

What's more, the rebels will not just watch themselves starve to death, and must take some measures.Rabbits bite people when they are in a hurry, let alone those who are like tigers and wolves?

She was really afraid... She was really afraid that her only relative in the world would be in danger under the attack of these two sides.

"Girl, I know you miss the battlefield and Moyu in your heart." Mr. Feng pressed Fenghua's hand, and his warm palm conveyed his comfort, "Although the victory or defeat on the battlefield cannot be changed by one's own power, it can There is nothing wrong with self-protection. On the contrary, it is you who are always so worried, which makes people feel more at ease. You should find something to do for yourself to distract yourself. "

Fenghua understood all these truths in his heart.However, she always has no way to control her emotions with reason.No matter what, she will always worry about "what if".Not to mention that there is a "Zhen Baoyu" beside Lin Moyu.

Thinking of Zhen Baoyu, Fenghua felt even more annoyed.If she hadn't been swayed by her feelings and couldn't help saving him, Lin Moyu wouldn't be with that time bomb.

Zhen Baoyu didn't look like a good guy at first glance, and he didn't know if he would be in danger staying by Lin Moyu's side.

Every time she thinks of this, Fenghua can't help but feel disgusted with herself, she doesn't know what is the use of coming to this world, is it just to bring disaster to others?If this is the case, it would be better if she died at that time!

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, Fenghua suddenly remembered something, and got up suddenly.A pair of bright eyes are shining.

Finally, Fenghua finally knew the reason why he came to this world.

It turned out that she had been ignoring such an important thing all this time, forgetting that she still had such a skill.

"Girl, what's the matter with you?" Fenghua stood up suddenly, making Mr. Feng jump, especially when he saw Fenghua's stagnant eyes shining again, he couldn't help the doubts in his heart anymore.

Hearing the voice, Fenghua realized that he had lost his composure, smiled embarrassedly at Mr. Feng, and wrote a few words on the table with tea, "You are right, I will find something for myself to do .”

Regarding Fenghua's sudden statement that the wind is the rain, Mr. Feng could only shake his head helplessly, and said with a smile: "It's good that you understand, but you can think of what to do?"

Either way, diverting attention is a good thing.

Fenghua nodded, "I want to learn carpentry."

Mr. Feng didn't understand why Fenghua suddenly wanted to learn this. In fact, not only Mr. Feng, but everyone in the house didn't understand.It's just that everyone has the same idea and wants Fenghua to be happier.

As the master of the Lin family, Fenghua's mood will affect everyone in the Lin family.Not to mention, there are still some people who really care about her from the bottom of their hearts.

At the beginning, everyone thought that Fenghua was just a whim, and they naturally let it go after a few days.However, they were wrong, Fenghua turned around the wood with undiminished interest, and it took more than two months to turn around.What's even more weird is that Fenghua's enthusiasm for woodwork has reached the point of obsession, and she doesn't even allow anyone to disturb her when she is "working".

That's right, in the eyes of everyone, Fenghua has already regarded wood art as her job.She didn't seem to care so much about the war anymore, from asking every day, to every few days, and finally to the point where she asked Ping'er and the others to report new news.

In this way, everyone couldn't help but worry about Fenghua.

Finally, everyone received a message that everyone agreed would be able to bring back Fenghua's mind.

"Girl, I heard that the kid from the Sun family has returned to Beijing from the battlefield, do you want to ask him about Moyu?" Although Ping'er volunteered to tell Fenghua, Mr. Feng still refused.

There is no report, just push the door open, Fenghua didn't have time to judge who the other party was, so he couldn't help but glared.As a result, he happened to bump into Mr. Feng who pushed the door in.

He quickly changed his apologetic expression, but what he got in exchange was a spasm of facial muscles.

He lowered his head, tidied up the table in a hurry, and didn't care about sorting, just stuffed it in the drawer, then raised his eyes and smiled flatteringly at Mr. Feng.

Mr. Feng raised his eyes and looked at the messy things on the ground. It took him a long time to figure out what it was, "Could it be that you want to transform bows and arrows?"

Fenghua's face turned cold, his eyes couldn't help flustered and flickered, and his breathing became much faster.

Because, to be precise, she is not modifying the bow and arrow, she is restoring the bow and arrow, restoring the Zhuge Liannu that has disappeared for many years.There is also a three-bow bed crossbow that is more sophisticated than this era.

Yes, Fenghua understands the methods of these two kinds of crossbows.Because her father, her father in the 21st century, was very interested in this kind of ancient cold weapons, and in order to please her father, after hearing that someone had restored the Zhuge Liannu and the Three-Bow Bed Crossbow, she came here to study.

Speaking of this, Fenghua really couldn't help wanting the hearts of modern people. He didn't hide his skills like the ancients did, but taught her generously.

And it is precisely because of this that Fenghua can give him this big gift on his father's birthday.Her father had repeatedly used this gift as evidence to talk about his daughter's filial piety.

However, only her father remembered this matter, and even the daughter Fenghua forgot about it later.What made her even more unexpected was that after so many years, she would find hope again because of this.

Perhaps, she came to this world just to send these two crossbows.

After understanding this, Fenghua couldn't help but get excited.

It's just that the production of modern tools and drawings is different from that of this era. In addition, it has been too long, and she can't remember many details, so she spent a lot of time studying and researching, hoping to restore them as soon as possible.

As long as these two crossbows are produced, their contribution to the battlefield can be said to be immeasurable.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Mr. Feng realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said. Although this idea was a little unrealistic, the child had a good heart, so how could he hit people like this?

Thinking of this, Mr. Feng quickly changed his voice again, patted Fenghua's stiff shoulder and said: "This idea is also quite good. I believe that if you study it carefully, you will definitely gain something."

Fenghua's body softened slowly, the corners of his mouth pulled up, his eyebrows and eyes curved into a smile.

"Master, what did you just say? Has anyone returned to the capital?" After asking Mr. Feng to sit down, Fenghua wrote down his question.

Because of being too involved before, Fenghua didn't hear clearly what Mr. Feng said.

"It's that... the one called Sun Zuzu, the second uncle of the Jia family..."

Fenghua raised his head suddenly, his eyes lit up fiercely, and the corners of his eyes and brows were unconsciously stained with joy.

Sun Shaozu is a general, and at the same time, he was also sent out with Lin Moyu.Compared with the backward news in the capital, he must know more and be more relevant.

Moreover, the most important thing is that with Sun Shaozu here, she has a surefire way to hand over the drawings to Lin Moyu.

"How long will he stay in the capital?"

Old Mr. Feng's eyes widened, he stared at Fenghua dumbfounded, he couldn't react for a while.It's not that the old man made a fuss, it's that Fenghua's reaction is too abnormal.He originally thought that Fenghua would definitely rush to the Sun's residence immediately after hearing the news.

Fenghua pushed old Mr. Feng, and after he came back to his senses, he wrote a sentence, "There must be a lot of people who want to see him, and he must be very busy. We have to find a suitable time."

Fenghua didn't want Mr. Feng to doubt anything, so he explained carefully.

Mr. Feng looked back and thought about the same thing, "I'll order someone to go out and find out."

Fenghua secretly calculated that Sun Shaozu would come back at this time, mostly because of the problem of food and grass.Therefore, no matter what the result is, he will not linger in the capital for too long.In other words, she had to make accurate drawings before Sun Shaozu left.

Thinking of the last remaining difficulty, Fenghua couldn't help becoming nervous.She was really scared, afraid that time would be too late.

Therefore, after receiving this news, Fenghua, who was just crazy, became even more crazy. Except for the necessary life, she has been buried in her woodworking hut.

What's worse, the more nervous she is, the more error-prone and ineffective she is.

And this day is already the last day.

It is said that Sun Shaozu, who has already received food and grass, will leave the next day.

That night, Fenghua stayed up all night, and even the old wound on her injured ten finger was cracked and dripping with blood, which didn't stop her from going crazy.

Finally, at the moment before the dawn, Fenghua succeeded. She successfully used the drawings of this era to make the Zhuge Liannu and the Three-Gow Bed Crossbow.The latter was too big to carry around, so Fenghua destroyed it on the spot, and she took the small Zhuge Liannu with her.Of course, there are those two drawings.

"Prepare the carriage and go to the Sun Mansion!"

After Fenghua came out, he handed a note to Ping'er with these six big characters written on it.

Ping'er's eyes flickered a few times, he was a little hesitant, and finally he followed the order, "Yes."

Gently opening the curtains, looking at the bright sky outside, Fenghua let out a long breath, fortunately, fortunately, he caught up at the last moment.Otherwise, it will be really troublesome.

After finally arriving at the Sun Mansion, looking at the lanterns everywhere in the Sun Mansion, looking at the brightly illuminated courtyard, Feng Hua felt inexplicably uneasy.

Logically speaking, it's still early...

"His Royal Highness?"

Before he had time to get off the carriage, Fenghua heard the surprised voice of the housekeeper of the Sun family.

Because of the good relationship with Jia Yingchun before, the butler of the Sun family is very familiar with Fenghua, so he doesn't need Fenghua to come forward, just take a look at her carriage of the Lin family, and the servants who are waiting beside her, he has already guessed Fenghua's identity identity.

Lifting the curtain of the car, Fenghua gave Ping'er a wink.

Then, as Fenghua's spokesperson, Ping'er asked Fenghua's doubts, "Excuse me, is Uncle Sun at home?"

"Master, he has already left!"

Fenghua's eyes widened.

"When did you leave?" Fenghua didn't need to wink, Ping'er already knew what she was concerned about.

"It's been almost an hour." It was a woman's voice, and the person who came was Jia Yingchun with a big belly. "What's important, sister?"

Although he was in the capital, for the sake of safety, Sun Shaozu still used the trick of surprise, and left with food and grass before dawn.As a wife, Jia Yingchun woke up early to show her support and concern even though she was pregnant.

Fenghua's heart "thumped", and he couldn't help being a little flustered.

At this time, if you chase after it, there is still time, but...

In case of alarming the enemy, it would be unsafe for the blueprint to fall into the hands of other people.

While Fenghua was hesitating, Jia Yingchun had already walked in front of Fenghua, put his hand on Fenghua's arm, and said in a low voice, "It's not convenient to talk here, let's talk in the room."

After going through so much, Jia Yingchun is no longer the same Jia Yingchun she was back then. Seeing Fenghua appear at this time, she already realized that she must have something very important.

Fenghua wanted to refuse, but when she saw Jia Yingchun's sincere and concerned eyes, she hesitated again.She knew that Jia Yingchun had changed, but it was because she had changed that she could be persuaded and used better.If Jia Yingchun's name is used to make the Sun family send things out, no one should be suspicious.

Of course, in fact, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the city gate is not open at this time, and she cannot leave the city by herself.Instead, the Sun family might be able to leave the city.After all, not long ago, Sun Shaozu had just left the city with a large group of people.

Actually, Fenghua didn't want to use outsiders if possible.But she always felt that it was a bit too "coincidence" that she happened to meet the injured Zhen Baoyu, so "coincidence" that she had to wonder if there were any spies in the Lin family.This is also the reason why she does not allow people to approach casually when restoring the bow and crossbow.

The four maids that Lin Moyu left for her are absolutely credible, but the four of them are too conspicuous, if they disappear, they will definitely attract the attention of interested people.

and so……

After hesitating for a while, Fenghua still entered the Sun's residence, and after driving all the servants out, he wrote straight to the point why he came, "I have something very important for the brother-in-law of the Sun family, I believe it will be very helpful for the war."

Then, under Jia Yingchun's suspicious eyes, he took out the exquisite version of the Zhuge Liannu from his wide sleeves, and shot two arrows at the pillars in the hall with "Zheng, ZHANG", and each arrow shot deeply. Entering the wood, the arrow feathers trembled in the air.

Jia Yingchun was dumbfounded. Although she was a woman in a boudoir, she also understood how powerful such a weapon would be if it could be used to kill the enemy. "I will order someone to prepare the carriage right now. Don't worry, I will personally hand this over to my husband." .”

As a woman, Jia Yingchun was also very worried about Sun Shaozu's safety. When she saw such a good thing, she had to send it to him immediately to feel at ease.

Even though he said so, Fenghua still insisted, "I'll be with you."

Jia Yingchun looked back at Fenghua, her eyes were obviously hurt.

Fenghua didn't hurt others like this, and took the initiative to explain: "I don't worry about you like this. Besides, I don't want to wait anxiously alone."

Jia Yingchun didn't want to think deeply about whether Fenghua's words were true or not, and she didn't have the extra energy to think about it.

So, the two quickly got into the carriage.

"Girl, I'm going too." Seeing that the carriage was about to leave, Ping'er stood in front of the carriage.

Fenghua wanted to order Ping'er to go back, but she couldn't speak at all.

"I can't let the girl out of my sight." Ping'er insisted, and then looked at Fenghua pitifully, "Please, girl."

Thinking of the hardships that Ping'er suffered before because of her willfulness, Fenghua hesitated.

And Jia Yingchun didn't want to delay her work because of such a trivial matter, so she didn't care that Fenghua was Ping'er's master, and directly ordered: "Don't say anything, come up quickly."

With Jia Yingchun's words, Ping'er was obviously relieved, and climbed up with both hands and feet, and sat outside the carriage with the housekeeper of the Sun family to act as a driver.

Then, the carriage left quickly.

He didn't know whether it was because the carriage was too fast or because he hadn't slept well for several days, Fenghua just felt very dizzy and uncomfortable.

Sure enough, when they arrived at the gate of the city, the general guarding the gate refused to open the gate and told them to wait until the hour before going out.

There was no way, the housekeeper took out the certificate of the Sun family, "We are the family members of General Sun, the general left behind something very important, and our wife is going to deliver it to him personally."

"This..." The Sun family's carriage and the housekeeper and gatekeeper all know each other, but the city gate really cannot be opened casually, "We are also following orders. There is no order from above, so we can't open the city gate no matter what!"

At this time, Jia Yingchun "suddenly" opened the curtain of the car and glared at the gatekeepers, "What are you worried about? Our general left the gate of your city an hour ago! Do you still doubt our identities? The military situation is urgent and the time is delayed, can you afford it?"

Not to mention, when Jia Yingchun said this, she was really quite arrogant, she deserved to be the wife in charge.Fenghua saw it and couldn't help but praise her.

In other words, not to mention that everyone in the Sun family was there, just being able to point out the time and route of Sun Shaozu's departure allowed them to conclude that there was no problem.

Sure enough, the gatekeepers whispered for a while, and finally opened the city gate, "Madam and the butler can leave, but these guards you brought..."

There is no need to say the rest, it is very clear.

Although all the evidence points to these people being non-aggressive, just in case, so many of them can't be allowed to leave the city together, so as not to pose a threat to the army pressing grain.

Jia Yingchun was very decisive in doing things. Hearing what the gatekeeper said, he immediately said to the guards around him: "You all go back!"

Forbidden.

When the guards of the Sun family heard what Jia Yingchun said, they were immediately retreated.

After successfully leaving the city, Fenghua finally heaved a sigh of relief.To be honest, she was really worried that the gatekeepers would not open the city gate.

At the same time, he couldn't help but look at Jia Yingchun.She suddenly felt that Jia Yingchun's change was not a bad thing, although she was cuter before.

"Ah, too..." There was a scream, followed by the sound of guns hitting the ground.

Jia Yingchun moved in response, and wanted to get up, but was blocked by Fenghua first.

Looking at the shaking car curtain, Fenghua couldn't help holding his breath, at the same time, he clasped the Liannu in his sleeve with his right hand.

Not only Jia Yingchun, Fenghua could also tell that the scream just now belonged to the old butler of the Sun family.However, what she couldn't understand was why Ping'er didn't make any sound while the carriage was still moving fast.It stands to reason that with Ping'er's martial arts, it is impossible for someone to kill someone silently, right?

If Ping'er was really killed, the situation would be very bad.Because Fenghua knows Ping'er's martial arts very well.

An unprecedented tension gripped Fenghua's heart, and she couldn't figure out who it was, who could be so clever at such a time?

Jia Yingchun held onto Fenghua's clothes tightly, trembling uncontrollably, she wanted to speak, but couldn't make a sound.Although she has gained a lot of knowledge over the years, she has never experienced such a moment of life and death.

Fenghua was also very nervous, but she knew she couldn't be nervous, because there was a pregnant woman with a big belly behind her.She knew that panic was an infectious disease. If she panicked, Jia Yingchun would panic even more. Only when she calmed down could they get through this difficulty safely.

Turning slightly sideways, Jia Yingchun felt her presence and protection.

After all, Jia Yingchun has grown a lot over the years, and Fenghua's calmness has also infected her. Slowly, she also calmed down, carefully analyzing the current situation, and finally, she sorted out some clues, "Your normal What is the origin of the son?"

Feng Hua was stunned by Jia Yingchun's words. What Jia Yuanchun meant was... Suspected that there was something wrong with Ping'er, because she killed the old housekeeper.She... She really never thought about it.However, I have to say that this suspicion is indeed more reasonable.

Because Ping'er was chosen by Lin Moyu, Fenghua never doubted Ping'er's loyalty.However, with Jia Yingchun's words, she had to doubt.

Fenghua is very clear about Ping'er's martial arts. How could she be killed so silently?It doesn't make sense at all!

She had always suspected that she had seen Zhen Baoyu by such a coincidence before, because someone in the Lin family had revealed her whereabouts to Zhen Baoyu, but what if she thought about it the other way around?What if someone around her led her to the place where Zhen Baoyu was unconscious?

In fact, the latter is simpler and more convenient, right? !

Moreover, thinking about it carefully, Ping'er was indeed a little too obedient when it came to Zhen Miaoyu's matter.Moreover, in the end, she seemed to have a feeling of protecting Zhen Miaoyu.Could it be... Could it be that she was calculated from the very beginning?

Perhaps, Ping'er is also surnamed Zhen.

Fenghua didn't dare to think about it, really didn't dare to think about it.Because, the idea is too scary.

However, she couldn't help but think about it, once the gap of doubt was opened, the raging tide would push her hard, making her unable to breathe at all.

Thinking about it carefully, was Ping'er's attitude towards Zhen Miaoyu also very strange?

If she was originally with Zhen Miaoyu, this attitude would be reasonable.

Zhen Miaoyu is just a weak woman who has never practiced martial arts, can she really hit the heart of a turtle slave?

Perhaps, Gui Nu was not killed by Zhen Miaoyu at all, but by Ping'er.From the beginning to the end, Zhen Miaoyu just abused the corpse after the turtle slave died.

These inferences made Feng Hua feel cold all over, she couldn't believe what would happen if everything went as she had speculated.

It stands to reason that without great benefits, Ping'er would never reveal his identity easily.But what do they want to do?Do you want to use her to deal with or threaten Lin Moyu?

No matter what it is, Fenghua will never allow such a thing to happen.

Taking deep breaths again and again, Fenghua told herself, don't be nervous, don't scare yourself, the situation is definitely not as bad as she thought.Ping'er was carefully selected by the Lin family, and it is absolutely impossible to be disloyal to the Lin family.

She had done enough psychological construction, but the moment she saw Ping'er, all the psychological construction collapsed.

"Get out of the car!" Ping'er had no expression on her face, she was as cold as ice, and she was a completely different person from before.

Fenghua couldn't speak, he could only smile wryly.

Jia Yingchun could speak, but she didn't know what she could say.

"Don't try to escape!" Ping'er said after driving Fenghua and Jia Yingchun into a broken hut.

Fenghua pulled Jia Yingchun and the two of them to snuggle up in the corner, and then watched Ping'er light a fire to keep warm.

Jia Yingchun tugged at Fenghua's clothes, expressing her doubts with her eyes.

Fenghua knew what Jia Yingchun meant, and she was asking why she didn't kill Ping'er with a crossbow.

After giving Jia Yingchun a reassuring look, Fenghua continued to look at Ping'er.From the moment she knew she was a spy, Fenghua had no feelings for her, and whenever she had the chance, she would shoot an arrow through her heart.It's just that Ping'er's martial arts are too high, if they can't hit with one blow, then they really have no chance of escaping.Moreover, logically speaking, it is impossible for her to have no helpers. When everything is still unclear, she does not want to startle the snake.After all, the crossbow in their hands is their only support.

Waiting for the opportunity is the only thing she can do.

Feeling Fenghua's gaze, Ping'er seemed a little uncomfortable, and finally couldn't help but turned his back to Fenghua.

Jia Yingchun pulled Fenghua's clothes, she knew that she wanted her to make a move.This is a once in a lifetime opportunity.

After not seeing anyone else for such a long time, Fenghua also felt that it was time to act.

At this moment, footsteps suddenly sounded in the distance.

"You are finally here!"

Feng Hua's face paled, and his heart contracted violently.

Yes, Zhen Miaoyu, it is Zhen Miaoyu's voice.

Sure enough, her order to kill was useless, Ping'er did not kill Zhen Miaoyu as she said.They are indeed a group.

"Where's the carriage I want?" Ping'er stood up and went to meet her, her voice still cold.

However, when he opened the door, he found that Zhen Miaoyu was not the only one who came.Behind her was a group of stinking beggars, about a dozen of them.All of them smiled incomparably wretchedly.

"Of course I will give you the carriage, but before that, I want my good brothers to try something new." Zhen Miaoyu locked her eyes on Fenghua like a poisonous snake.

For a moment, Fenghua felt his mind went blank, because of the situation in front of him, and because there were only ten arrows in the crossbow, except for the two shot at Sun's house, there were still eight arrows.

Even if one is not wasted, it is not enough to deal with so many people in front of us.

Well, the result...

Can be imagined.