Chapter Eighty-Seven: Feng Yan Leaves the Zongren Mansion

Feng Xiang carried Zitong and turned around slowly, frowning at the red-clothed maid who fell down and hurriedly got up in a panic, the dead leaves on her arms didn't have time to be knocked off, and she knelt beside her legs with tears in her eyes, and the hands that were scratched by the palms were coiled on her right legs. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He stretched out his leg and kicked her away, shouting, "Bold! ”

The maid who was kicked away fell to the ground suddenly, and quickly got up and knelt down to Feng Xiang's leg, this time as if she was holding Feng Xiang's leg with her life.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, where are you going to take Miss!" Hongyue cried with a handful of snot and tears, and her words were vague.

Because he was suddenly thrown on the shoulder by Feng Xiang, and his head was down, his brain was suddenly congested, and Zitong, who hadn't reacted to what was going on for a long time, was slightly regained consciousness by Hongyue's cry.

Violently knocked Feng Xiang's back: "Ah! Put me down! ”

"Smack!"

The crisp voice stopped the crying Zitong and Hongyue in an instant, and Feng Xiang, whose hand was still raised in mid-air, picked up the corners of his mouth contemptuously, and said coldly and sarcastically: "Cry, keep crying!" ”

Zi Tong, who didn't dare to make a sound, hated it so much that he couldn't wait to bite off the flesh on Feng Xiang's back with his teeth now! He! I actually spanked her ass in front of Akatsuki!

And still so vigorous! So loud!

Feeling that the root of his ears had finally calmed down, Feng Xiang ordered to the red-clothed maid at his feet who only dared to lower his head and sob, and his hand was still tightly holding his legs: "You! Where did it come from! Just give this prince to go back there! Otherwise......"

The ruthlessness in Feng Xiang's voice was undoubtedly exposed for a while, and his eyes looking down at the red moon were covered with ice.

"Temple ......".

"Red Moon! You shut up! Although Zi Tong couldn't see the expression of Hongyue, who was stopped by Feng Xiang's back, she also knew that this stupid girl hadn't realized that the demon in front of her really wanted to go crazy, so she hurriedly stopped her before she could say something to anger him: "You go back to Nanyuan first, Your Highness will play with me, and I'll go back in a while!" ”

"But Miss ......" Hongyue didn't believe that the highness in front of her, who exuded that the prince was very angry, was playing with the young lady, and the cold face and cold black eyes were all telling her that he was angry!

Feng Xiang poured the internal force into his right foot, squinted at the maid who was still holding his legs, and said coldly: "This prince will say it again, will you let go or not!" ”

Hongyue raised her eyes with tears in her eyes, raised her head timidly, shook her head slowly, and then quickly lowered her head and put her ears tightly on Feng Xiang's legs, and her hands tightened Feng Xiang's legs with all her might, crying: "Your Highness spared Miss, Miss didn't deliberately go out of Nanyuan, if you want to punish it, punish the slave maid!" It's the slave and the maid who failed to watch the master, it's the slave's fault, it's all the slave's fault! ”

"Ahh

Before I could react, the screams reached my brain faster than the pain! When Hongyue reacted, a trace of blood slipped out of the corner of his mouth uncontrollably, and his body lay on the ground and couldn't help curling up, seeing the foot on his heart getting farther and farther away step by step.

I heard the young lady crying out to herself in a panic, and then it gradually turned into a whining sound, as if she had been gagged by something. The consciousness became more and more blurred, and the hands stretched out to the two people gradually became unable to support them, and gradually loosened, and hammered heavily on the ground, only a loud bang could be heard, but it was very strange that there was no pain!

The eyelids are getting heavier and heavier...... A white shadow in the distance gradually approached him, getting closer and closer, as if it was Xiaobai!

That's right, it's a little white...... I wanted to smile at this little fox, but I found that there was some bitterness.

The young lady was taken by His Royal Highness I don't know where she went, the corners of her mouth slowly flowed blood, endlessly, and she couldn't stop it if she wanted to, but she didn't expect that she would be kicked to death! Master, Mrs., Red Moon, very guilty, Red Moon can't protect Miss, Red Moon is guilty

The wind instantly became violent, blowing the dead leaves on the ground, but the white shadow standing in front of him did not move, and the lovely black eyes that he had always thought were watery were glowing with purple light.

Was she dazzled? Hallucinations of dying people?

"Xiaobai, I'm useless! Can't protect Miss, always let her get hurt! I'm an incompetent maid, I'm ......."

Xiaobai looked at the red moon whose eyes were finally closed heavily, and then slowly approached her body, she is the person Tong'er cares about in this world, if she really dies here, Tong'er will be very sad, besides, she still wants to save Zitong, so she ......

Raising a fluffy claw, the claw glowed with blue light and slowly slid on her chest, but she still couldn't help scolding in her heart: What a foolish girl! No brains! Now Feng Xiang still needs the support of General Li, how can he really do something to hurt Tong'er, as for being so stubborn that he doesn't let go, so that he is lying here like this...... What a waste of his spiritual power!

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The sound of crackling porcelain landing was endless, and the maids and servants kneeling in a circle outside the door, Feng Qi carefully avoided the fragments under his feet, and the aunt nimbly dodged the intact teacups that flashed by his side from time to time, and watched them shatter one by one under his feet or beyond.

After seeing the figure that was frantically throwing things, Feng Qi sneered in his heart: It seems that the second brother has suffered a lot when he is confined in the Zongren Mansion.

The angry figure who threw something turned around sharply after hearing his footsteps, and cursed viciously in his mouth: "Didn't you all get out!" ”

When he saw that it was Feng Qi, the vase that Feng Yan held in his hand fell straight at his own feet, and for a while he looked at the fourth brother who was outstanding and high-spirited, Feng Yan didn't know what to say for a while.

Feng Qi looked at Feng Yan with a kind smile and said, "Second brother, I finally got out of the Zongren Mansion, shouldn't I be happy, why did I lose such a big temper?" ”

Feng Yan turned his back suddenly, his hands were firmly propped up on the corner of the table in front of him, supporting his angry body, trying to restrain the anger in his voice, and asked in a calm and low voice: "Fourth brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, I haven't congratulated you yet," as he spoke, he suddenly turned around, looked at Feng Qi, who was chic and complacent, and the anger in his eyes suddenly burst out, and his voice was suddenly cold: "The ministers who were originally standing here here are all standing by your side now!" Fourth brother, you are really a good brother of the second brother! ”

Looking at Feng Yan's trembling body with anger, saying words mocking himself, Feng Qi still had a gentle smile on his face, and gently kicked the broken porcelain piece with his foot, and in the pleasant voice that sounded, he responded without being salty or indifferent: "I originally thought that the second brother would never be released in this life, in order to prevent the third brother from succeeding, so my brother and I worked so hard to recruit the ministers, but it took a lot of effort!" ”

"Heh, that fourth brother, you have worked hard!" Feng Yan pinched the corner of the table under his hand, and actually broke the corner of the table stiffly, held up the irregular wooden block in his hand, and sneered: "Broken wood is broken wood, I really thought that when I lived in the prince's mansion, I really thought that I was a good wood!" ”

Looking at the corner of the table that was thrown at his feet, Feng Qi smiled faintly indifferently: "My brother has recently got a good sandalwood table, and I will send someone to the second brother to send it to the mansion in a while, so it will be a gift for the younger brother to celebrate the second brother's departure from the Zongren Mansion!" ”

Oh, second brother, your barking like a lost dog! It really hurts my heart! Why don't you stop commanding me to do this and that like you used to?