Chapter 220

"Keke..."

The violent coughing voice overflowed from the bloody lips and teeth. Li Feiyun covered his mouth and turned the violent coughing voice into a muffled sound. However, the blood gushing out of his fingers was dripping on the ground!

Before being noticed by the surrounding residents, he stood up with a weak body, quickly walked to the end of the alley, and pushed open a secret door at the corner.

Putong.

The moment the door opened, he collapsed in the yard.

"Young commander!" Hearing the news, Shen Qianhe, who came out of the room to check, was shocked. He quickly walked to Li Feiyun and helped him up. Seeing Li Feiyun's appearance, he immediately scowled and glared: "King Su's house is too deceiving! How dare you hurt the young commander like this

"Keke... Qianhe, don't lie to yourself. You know I'm like this now. It has nothing to do with other people." Li Feiyun said in a hoarse voice, lying on the soft couch, coughing violently again.

Old lady Li used the forbidden medicine in the palace when she got the needle. After so many years, there was no one who really understood the forbidden medicine, and his body was slowly dragged down in the day-to-day procrastination. If he didn't have internal strength, he would have been dead at the moment.

Shen Qianhe quickly took out the pill for him. After watching him swallow it, he slowly calmed down his cough. Then he knelt down with his fist clenched: "young commander! Give up! I'll leave everything to others. You, go and take care of yourself! "

The doctor told me that this disease can only be maintained, can't it? In this case, why work so hard?

Li Feiyun gave a wry smile and shook his head. He didn't respond to his words: "go ahead, arrange everything according to the order I wrote, and infiltrate the managers of those shops with the fastest speed. Qianhe, this matter can't be known by anyone. This is the Li family... This is the last chance of the Li family. "

Li Feiyun thought that those orders were actually written in accordance with the books he had got from the Kun family in the last generation, and he couldn't help laughing at himself.

In the final analysis, even if he was alive again, he still borrowed the power of the Kun family, and even his actions were the same as Tang Qing who used it again.

But he has no other way. The only thing he can do now is to treat the safety of Tang Qing and Li's family as equally important in this arrangement.

The Kun family's pamphlet contains detailed information about the economic lifeblood of the aristocratic families, ranging from commercial banks, chambers of Commerce, salt peddlers of Cao Gang, to information about the gateways, shops and restaurants, disputes among various parties, contacts between the major aristocratic families, and even the names of the people released by the major aristocratic families to run these chambers of Commerce.

As long as you control these, you will be able to command the aristocratic family, hold the throat of the aristocratic family, and make profits for yourself. In the last life, the Li family and the son-in-law house used this list to help the third prince ascend.

After the third prince ascended the throne, both the Li family and the emperor's son-in-law's house were able to resist the aristocratic families that even Fengyuan had to fear at that time. We can see the power of this book.

Li Feiyun thought of those bloody years and rubbed his eyebrows wearily.

"Young commander!" Shen Qianhe couldn't resist a low cry and wanted to persuade him again. However, after watching Li Feiyun take a rest for a while, he immediately stood up to check the account book. Finally, he had no choice but to retreat and carry out the order.

When there was only one person left in the room, Li Feiyun looked at the account book in his hand, but he couldn't read a word.

Shen Qianhe is right. What he needs most now is rest, instead of wasting his life and neglecting his body.

But what?

He couldn't sleep at all. As soon as he closed his eyes, the pictures of Tang Qing, Tang Su, and even the tragic death of the Kun family would appear again and again in his dream!

Those scenes tormented him day and night, so that he did not dare to have a moment of leisure, because as long as he was free, he could not help thinking of Tang Qing's painful and desperate eyes.

He thought he was disgusted, but he didn't know when to start. In fact, he didn't feel how disgusted that appearance was. He even became addicted unconsciously. What's the use of abandoning his good self?

Tang Qing, who is only good to Li Feiyun, is dead. Now what is alive is Tang Qing, who ignores Li Feiyun and even owes half of his emotion.

He knew that everything was different, but he couldn't control what he wanted to do and make up for, even though he knew that Tang Qing didn't need it at all.

"Don't be afraid. You'll be OK. In this life, I'll give you back all the things that I stole from the Kun family, from you and Xiao Su, OK?"

Li Feiyun whispered and carefully moved the books to one side. At the next moment, the uncontrollable cough began to ring, and a lot of blood spilled out of his mouth and stained the large tabletop.

However, Li Feiyun didn't seem to see the most dazzling blood. He looked at the intact account book happily, as if he were crazy, and showed a faint, satisfied smile

At the moment, in the small Buddhist hall in Li's backyard, there was also a heartrending cough and a howl full of pain and regret.

"I'm wrong! I'm really wrong! Let me out, let me out, I want to see yun'er! Let me see Yuner! Please! Let me out

"Cough... Yun'er! Yuner Niang knows that she is wrong! I really know that I'm wrong! Yun'er, you save your mother. You can help anyone you want to marry! Really, my mother is really wrong! Let me go, let me go! "

"Wuwuwuwu... Don't blame me! It is not my fault. It's all Tang Qianyu. That silver needle was given to me by Tang Qianyu. It's the cloud that she wants to kill me! I'm yun'er's biological mother. How can I harm my son? "

"Bitch! Tang shallow language, you bitch, it's you that hurt me, hurt my son! Return my son's life! Give me back, give me back... "

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The shrill howling would stop from time to time. However, it was replaced by a fierce cough. Li Meng stood outside the Buddhist hall with an expressionless face, and his sharp eyes only had the extremely cold light.

Perhaps the most regretful thing in his life was that he didn't let his wife "die" when he realized that she would only drag her feet!

A good successor, but she was tortured into a useless person, even now also gave her the same injection, let her also taste the pain of Feiyun, also hard to dispel his heart hate!

"Come on! Go to the emperor's son-in-law's house and give the purple sparrow gall to Tang Qianyu one drop a month

Li suddenly gave a cold drink and left the filthy Buddhist hall as soon as he swung his sleeve. He completely forgot Li's weaker howl