Chapter 2477

"I also said that Mrs. Feng and the Governor's Mansion used her like a human being in the Governor's Mansion. She couldn't swallow this breath. If Mrs. Feng hadn't taken her into the Governor's Mansion again and again to give her hope, she wouldn't have been in vain. Youth, fell to such a point.

She hates the Governor and Mrs. Feng to death. They have been planning to kill the Governor and Mrs. Feng. However, the Governor and Mrs. Feng have been in the Governor's Mansion, and there are so many people guarding it. Chance......"

The deputy general is Feng Shaojin's confidant who was single-handedly drawn up, and he didn't beat around the bush when he spoke, he was straightforward to the point: "Also, before Mrs. Feng died, I was by my side, and I heard some confidential things that I shouldn't have heard. I should tell you, the young commander, or I should rot in my stomach."

"Say it."

"Mrs. Feng and the Governor, they seemed to fall in love at first sight when they were young, but the Governor later recognized the wrong person, and the former Governor's wife was sick, so..."

Another bloody past.

Feng Shaojin waved his hand and let the lieutenant go out.

He sat alone in the study for a while, then slowly stood up and went downstairs.

Feng Dujun was hit too hard, and his whole body was depressed. Feng Yichen was distraught, and blamed himself endlessly for not thinking about things.

The funeral was arranged by Feng Shaojin and the housekeeper.

The wife of the warlord passed away, so she deserved a lavish burial, so she chose the best golden nanmu coffin, a shroud sewn by the neon clothes shop, and some of the most precious gemstones that Madam Feng loved to wear on her fingers, neck, and earlobe Come on, let's go to the coffin together.

The gunshot wound on his chest had been sewed up by Feng Yichen himself, and the makeup was put on his face again. At first glance, he seemed to be in a deep sleep.

The moment the coffin was closed, Feng Yichen's heart was broken and he couldn't accept this fact.

Feng Muyun fainted.

The scene was chaotic.

Due to the unstable situation and the war in the south, the funeral was held in a very simple way. Only a few important people came here. Even the noble lady who often played cards and watched theaters with the wife of the warlord on weekdays refused to go out due to illness.

Yuncheng has reached the point where everyone is in danger.

After dealing with Mrs. Feng's funeral, Feng Shaojin rushed back to the camp.

Sitting in the ancestral hall of the Feng family, Governor Feng looked at the two tablets lined up side by side, but the same face appeared in his mind.

Qiaoxiaoqianxi, beautiful eyes looking forward to Xi.

The first time we met was on a misty lake, in a light boat, the woman held an oil-paper umbrella, standing on the bow of the boat, admiring the scenery on the lake.

Wearing a black and white ink-colored cheongsam, she outlines a slim figure.

She twisted her handbag, took out a few copper coins from her purse and handed them to the boatman, Wu Nong softly said, "Boatman, thank you."

The boatman took the money, and said with a rough voice and a smile: "I thank you, it's almost the same. Every time I go to the city to buy medicine, I take my boat. Girls from your family usually go to the other side by boat.

Girl, after taking the medicine for so long, is your sister feeling better? "

The woman's pretty eyebrows and eyes were filled with worry, "As usual, when the rainy season is over, it will probably be better. Looking at the weather, the rain is probably getting heavier and heavier. Boatman, you should go back earlier, lest the lake is windy. "

"Okay, girl, go slowly, be careful on the road." The boatman raised his penny, and the boat left quickly.

The painting boat that was following all the way also stopped at the shore. When the woman turned around, a man came out with a slender body and jumped to the shore. Regardless of the increasing rain, he got under the oil-paper umbrella... ...