Chapter 222

Slow for a long time to see in front of the person is phoenix Rao smoke, tears flow down. A pull her sleeve, hoarse voice cried: "for mother killed fengqingyao, must kill her, kill her!"

Yelling at the top of her voice, beauty Ji stares at her two eyes, hoping to tear Feng Qingyao to pieces.

Staring big eyes full of fierce, Ji Meiren is holding Feng Rao smoke's hand, pain almost let her cry out.

Fengqingyao, that slut, tortured her mother like this. She really didn't pay attention to her.

"Niang, don't worry, I will certainly tear her to pieces!"

Endure the stench that sends out on the body of Ji beauty, Feng Rao smoke so say, the eye ground flits the light of the shadow.

When she becomes the emperor's princess, just a Ling princess, what is it?

As for fengqingyao, hum, if you want to die, you have to.

When she becomes the imperial concubine, Feng Xuan can also set off some waves.

After listening to her words, Ji Mei gradually calmed down. Looking at fengrao smoke, her voice was hoarse and said, "Yan'er, please do one last thing for me Kill me. "

Ji Meiren's voice is very light, but she is determined. Her eyes are full of despair and no vitality.

Having been tortured for so many days, death is a relief for her.

Listen to her request, Feng Rao smoke body a shock, surprised looking at her, speechless, "Niang, you are my Niang..."

Looking at Ji Meiren's death, she is already a great sin. How can she solve her mother's life by herself?

Strange clothes shake her head, Rao Niang's hands are not so painful

The voice is desolate, listen to her say so, Feng Rao smoke raises an eye to look up on her body big and small bruise, two eyes have no spirit, a face no longer has the glory of the past, so live, to her, really is a kind of torture?

Ghosts, Phoenix Rao smoke from the sleeve out of a dagger, shaking than in the neck of beauty Ji, closed his eyes, shivering way: "Niang, sorry..."

Sharp dagger cut throat, only listen to stuffy hum, Feng Rao smoke again open eyes, then see Ji beauty fell in a pool of blood.

She stares at two eyes, the neck has the bright red bloodstain to gush out, the corner of the mouth actually raises the relief smile.

The corners of his mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't make a sound. However, he still said with Feng Rao Yan, "revenge, we must revenge!"

Leaving the dagger in her hand, Feng Rao Yan is very scared. She thinks that the people in the pool of blood were killed by her own hands and suddenly falls to the ground. She retreats in fear and looks at Ji Meiren's eyes that haven't been closed for a long time. Her heart beats in all directions.

"Mother, you Don't worry, I will kill fengqingyao and take revenge for you! "

Yes, that's it. She's just helping her mother out. It's fengqingyao who really killed her mother. She should hate fengqingyao.

With this thought, fengrao smoke gradually calmed down. The wind and rain just came back here. She saw Ji Meiren falling in the pool of blood and fengrao smoke in a panic of blood. A trace of shock flashed through her eyes.

"Let's go back, miss." In Dali temple, the wind and rain are very cautious. Although there is no one around, they can't stay long.

Fengraoyan didn't want to see Ji Meiren's cold body for a long time. She nodded her head and let the wind and rain pull her and take her away from Dali temple.

After a long time, Haoyu, who was hiding in the dark, yawned and came out lazily. He reached out to find beauty Ji's breath. As expected, he was dead.

Looking at the knife mark on her neck, Haotian shivers. This little girl is really cruel. Even her own mother has chosen such a painful way to kill her.

Feng Xuan had expected that Feng Rao Yan would come here to kill Ji Meiren, which was also his tacit consent.

Haotian wrote this matter on the letter and sent the flying pigeon to deliver a letter. Seeing the white pigeon flapping its wings, Haotian's eyes sank.

Feng Rao Yan has such a fierce heart that she is afraid that it will cause a lot of resistance to Feng Xuanyi and Feng Qingyao in the future. Hao Tian frowns a little. Why don't he ask Feng Xuanyi if he can get rid of her a little unconsciously?

When the carriage arrived at the foot of Tianshan Mountain, it was noon the next day. Fengqingyao still came to the shop that day and ordered two cups of good peach blossom wine, but she saw the boss's face was deeper.

"What's the matter with you, shopkeeper?" After drinking a mouthful of peach blossom, Feng Qingyao asks. Suddenly, she feels that the taste of the wine is more familiar. It seems that it was made by Changming.

After listening to her words, the shop owner sighed and said, "girl, do you remember the wanniang who often came to buy wine from me last time? If I remember correctly, she bought your wine."

Hearing him mention Wan Niang, Feng Qingyao's eyes were slightly dark. Naturally, she knew that Wan Niang had gone to travel all over the world, but she still said, "it's rumored that Wan Niang is not dead?"

Feng Qingyao wants to drink another sip of wine, but her hand is held down by Feng Xuan. Looking at his rather resentful look, Feng Qingyao turns away.It seems that fengqingyao didn't expect to know this. The shop owner was surprised. After a long time, he continued: "wanniang is such a good girl, but she has a bad face. It's only less than a month after she died that Mr. Pang is going to marry again."

At this point, the shop owner helplessly shook his head, full of pity, he is really in love with the dead girl.

At this time, a man on the table next door burst out laughing, "people are living, aging and dying. Wanniang is dead. You don't want Mr. pang to marry someone else. The woman Mr. Pang wants to marry has helped you a lot. She brought the peach blossom drunk. Tomorrow they will be married, and I will be the first to cheer. "

"I didn't say that Mrs. Pang is bad. She's a perfect match for Mr. Pang. She's just sad about Miss Wan Niang."

The shopkeeper retorted, looked at fengqingyao with a smile, served her some dishes, and continued: "it's time for you to come. Tomorrow is Mr. Pang's wedding. If you don't have anything important, you can have a party."

"Mr. Pang is kind and generous. I'll go and have a look when I have an opportunity. Thank you for reminding me." Toward him slightly arched, Feng Qing Yao said so, and toward the side of Feng Xuan also a smile.

"The people here are very simple. No wonder Mr. Pang is reluctant to return to Beijing." Eyes reveal a few of the color of envy, Feng Qing Yao said so, she is also looking forward to such a life.

Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. Feng Xuan touched her forehead with a big hand and said with a smile, "if you like, how about finding a beautiful place in the future?"