Chapter 212

Feng Hongchang's implication is that fengqingyao wronged beauty Ji, and he was still defending her at this time, which really chilled fengqingyao's heart.

Slightly drooping her eyes, Feng Qingyao took a deep breath and called doctor Shengzhang in a low voice.

It seems that he didn't expect that Zhang Lang Zhong was in the crowd. Feng Hongchang looked up and saw that he walked out of the crowd and bowed to Feng Hongchang. Then he said, "master, if you take Qiqi powder, you will not have any reaction on weekdays, but if you eat bean curd, it will aggravate the signs of poisoning. My wife likes tofu very much and is killed At that time, the poison in the body had already spread. Even if he had not been killed by random sticks, he would have died of Qi Qi San... "

This surprised Feng Hongchang. Muyingrong did like tofu, and he ate it five or six times a month. Before he was buried, Zhang said that muyingrong had been poisoned, and the toxicity was very serious. He was afraid that he would eat tofu every day.

Want to understand all the things, Feng Hongchang cold hum a, a will arms Ji beauty pushed to the ground, eyes full of disgust, "you this cheap woman, even killed her!"

Seeing that beauty Ji was pushed down, Feng Rao Yan Ran to block her and said to Feng Hongchang in a panic: "Dad, Feng Qingyao and mu Yingrong are your wife and daughter. Aren't we? She's dead. She's paid so much for you. How can you be so cruel?"

Feng Rao Yan's sharp voice makes Feng Hongchang hesitate. Looking at Ji Meiren lying on the ground in tears, he feels very sad. Yes, although mu Yingrong is his first wife, she has only been with him for more than ten years. However, Ji Meiren has been his concubine for so many years, and he has been unable to give her the identity of his wife, which is enough guilt. Thinking about this, Feng Hongchang is worried again Soften down.

His action Feng Qing Yao sees in the eye, desolate smile, "that my mother, can be killed by you for no reason, today he does not kill you, I also want to kill you revenge."

So, Feng Qingyao's body moves, but in the blink of an eye, she goes through Feng Rao's smoke and catches beauty Ji's throat with one hand. Her pupils gradually show blood red color. Her voice is cold and says, "go to hell and make atonement."

"Let her go!" Feng Hongchang reacts that Yunzhang takes a picture of fengqingyao and guards her behind for fear that she will be killed by fengqingyao.

Seeing the three people in front of her, Feng Qingyao sneers. This is her so-called home. Even her father knows that Ji Meiren is the murderer who killed mu Yingrong, he still protects her.

"You only think that she is the concubine who has been with you for many years. Have you ever thought that my mother lost her life for you? Heaven has eyes, and the gods are watching. Can you have a clear conscience? "

With a laugh, Feng Qingyao looks up at Feng Hongchang with deep eyes. At the same time, the thunder is loud, and there is a blood purple lightning across the sky. Rao Shifeng Hongchang, who has been in officialdom for a long time, is also shocked by Feng Qingyao's appearance.

"There is a God three feet up, Ji Ning. Even if you die, you want to atone." Ghost like voice accompanied by bursts of thunder, Ji beauty fell to the ground, dare not look at her blood red eyes, with the rain falling, she just feel cold.

"No, no, I killed her because she should!" Ji Meiren trembled and whispered. Suddenly she seemed to think of something. Her eyes lit up and she cried out.

Just as a thunderbolt struck, she was so scared that she held on to Feng Hongchang's clothes. Then she whispered: "master, I killed her not because of jealousy and hatred, but because of her infidelity!"

"Nonsense Listen to her mother's bad words, Feng Qing Yao eyes color a cold, hands micro motion, pulled out a silver needle.

Ji Meiren is full of confidence. She stands up from the ground. The drizzle has wet her hair, which makes her look very embarrassed. However, it doesn't affect her arrogant words at all. "I don't have any nonsense. When you're not at home, I often see more than one strange man in her yard."

So she looked up at fengqingyao and snorted, "muyingrong is not a woman. I don't think fengqingyao is the master's own flesh and blood."

After listening to all these words, Feng Hongchang frowned tightly, and his whole body was filled with anger.

No man can bear his wife's infidelity, not to mention mu Yingrong was famous in Shengjing City, Ji Meiren's words have some credibility.

Rather catch the wrong, do not let go, Feng Hongchang suspicious look to Feng Qingyao, fundus is full of disbelief.

Seeing him looking at himself like this, Feng Qingyao gave a bitter smile, and her eyes were indifferent. "I should have thought of that. You won't believe me."

As expected, Feng Hongchang is the only one who is willing to believe her wholeheartedly. He doesn't like people, but he doesn't like mu Yingrong. He only wants to protect the snake like woman behind him.

Wang BA with mung bean, Feng Qing Yao sneer, is really a perfect match.

"That's just right. I'd rather you were not my father if you could." With the sound of heavy rain, fengqingyao's voice is cold and unfeeling.

"Rebellious girl!" Feng Hongchang listened to her words, angry not, as an elder, he can not want this child, but absolutely can not be disobeyed by the younger generation, not to mention such a rebellious words.Big hand Yang in mid air, Feng Hongchang mercilessly toward her face.

Seeing that he is defending his mother, Feng Rao Yan is very happy in her heart. She wants that slap to kill Feng Qingyao.

How can I expect that the slap was stopped in the air by Feng Qingyao. The jade hand caught Feng Hongchang's strong wrist. It seemed that the action was gentle, but he couldn't move.

"Prime minister Feng, I'm no longer the submissive fengqingyao." The tone is flat, without any emotion. Feng Qingyao looses her hand and looks at the beauty behind him. Her eyes are cold, which makes her cool.

Feng Hongchang clasps his hand on the wrist held by Feng Qingyao, and looks at her with deep eyes. Feng Qingyao has martial arts, which he naturally knows, but he didn't expect that her internal skills are so deep.

Even if the injury is not good enough to hold his wrist, so that he can not lift the strength.

It's really frightening to have such a deep internal skill.

What's more, she had lived under her eyes for 18 years, and he knew nothing about her.

In fact, he should have thought that if he could recover a life from a horse that suddenly went mad, she would, and it would not be as simple as the tripod Kung Fu.

Thinking of this, Feng Hongchang had a chill in his heart. Just now, Feng Qingyao's indifferent eyes concealed his intention to kill.

Sure enough, without waiting for him to react, Feng Qingyao shoots at the beauty as fast as a flash of lightning. The silver needle is pulled out of her hand. It's only one millionth short of inserting it into her neck.