Feng Yuan looked angry, glanced at Chunqiao, and shouted, "Get out!" ”

Chunqiao hesitated, and finally glanced at the green warbler worriedly before reluctantly retreating.

Feng Yuan raised a kick and kicked the case over, and the golden flower ou bottle on it was shattered. Lu Ying remembered that he once said that this bottle came from the Siamese royal family, and it was worth a thousand gold in Siam, but it was not so valuable in Bianjing, so he could only buy Zhu Fanfang. Rao is like this, and she can't stop feeling distressed.

"Slut!" Feng Yuan grabbed her by the hem of her clothes, lifted her from the ground alive, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Say!" Have you taken a fancy to that white-faced scholar? ”

The green warbler was startled, raised her head and looked at him with wide eyes, her face was pale, her eyes were gloomy, her lips trembled with fright, she didn't dare to speak, but she was wondering how he knew about it.

"Master let you speak!" Feng Yuan saw that her mouth was tightly closed, and she felt that her heart was burning straight to her head, and her eyes were like sharp arrows, shooting straight at her eyebrows, "Where did the master treat you badly?" Is it because you are missing to eat and drink, or are you missing from what you are wearing? Or is it because you only come back once in three or two days, you feel that the boudoir is cold, and you are in a hurry to hook up three or four? ”

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he raised his hand and slapped him hard, and shouted: "You water-based poplar slut!" ”

This slap was full of force, and the green warbler only realized at this time that the slap was like a mosquito when she entered the door. She felt her head buzzing, her face seemed to be numb, and the corners of her mouth ached. After stumbling back a few steps, he brought down the flower shelf beside him, and several pots of precious flowers fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

Chunqiao Qiuyun has been guarding the door, and when she heard this movement, she thought that something had happened to the girl, so she didn't care about being frightened, and hurriedly pushed the door open.

The green warbler was lying on the ground with a red and swollen cheek and a bloody mark on the corner of her mouth. The two of them were sour, afraid that Feng Yuanzhen would beat her to death, so they all knelt down and begged: "Master, the girl is weak, but she can't help beating." ”

Qiu Yun had already learned the reason from Chun Qiao's mouth, so he knelt down and moved to Lu Ying's side, crying: "The old man is angry, the girl just looked at the pitiful Wu family, so she thought about helping the mother and son, and she didn't think about it." The girl should never go by herself, after all, there is a difference between men and women. I beg the old man to spare her for her first offense. ”

As she spoke, she tugged at the sleeve of the green warbler, "The girl will admit her mistake to the master, and she will never see the Feng family's mother and son again in the future." After speaking, he secretly moved his legs, turned his back to Feng Yuan, and looked at her: "That Mother Wu is pitiful, but we have also sent her silver, and the benevolence and righteousness are exhausted, the girl is dedicated to the Buddha, and the Buddha must know." ”

Feng Yuan glanced at Qiu Yun coldly, she looked at him carefully, couldn't he see it? Still want to do useless work? Zhenri is thinking about painting green paint on your head, and if he wants it? Hmph, I really treat him as a thousand-year-old king and an eighty-thousand-year-old tortoise!

The green warbler looked at Qiuyun in a daze, Qiuyun was waiting for her with hope, hoping that she would admit her mistake to the master, and it would be best to make a poisonous oath that she would never see Wu Qing again.

She looked at Feng Yuan again, Feng Yuan stared straight at her, his eyes were dark like ink, faintly revealing a ruthless light. She knew that he didn't plan to keep her, but when she confessed, he could follow the situation. Wait for her to open her mouth to admit it, is this unwilling to wronged a good person? Hehe, it is really from the Inspectorate, fair and strict, and does not create unjust, false and wrongful cases.

She didn't look at them again, she looked out the open window, the sun was really bright at noon. She suddenly became curious, what if she didn't accept her fate? It doesn't matter if she is wrong, it doesn't matter if she breaks the jar and falls, she doesn't beg for mercy or surrender, I just like Wu Qing, I want to eat the Wu family's balls for the rest of my life, I want to join hands with him with white heads, children and grandchildren, Feng Yuan, should you?

If you answer, I will lift up my feet and go, and I will not take anything from your house. If you don't, will you sell me or kill me? If I do, where will you sell me? But go back to the cannibalistic Liu family?

What will happen if you do this? Is it more miserable, or is it a life after death?

She had never spoken, her mind was like a tug-of-war, and the room was silent for a long time, and it was frighteningly quiet.

"Hahahaha" Feng Yuan suddenly stroked his palm and laughed, the smile was so eerie that it was terrifying.

The two maids' faces were pale and their strands trembled, and the green warbler was expressionless, not knowing whether they were frightened or thinking about something. Feng Yuan looked at it coldly, and only stopped laughing for a while, and said: "Oh, I don't know that our usually timid green warbler girl is still quite ambitious, Ning Yu is not broken, good, good, it's really admirable." ”

When the words fell, he suddenly put away his smile, swept the two of Chunqiao and Qiuyun, he shook his arms vigorously, pointed to the door and shouted: "Get out!" All rolled away, which one came in again, and the master killed her alive! ”

Chunqiao Qiuyun was unaware of his sudden joy and moodiness, knowing that he could do it, he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and he didn't dare to delay any longer, and ran out of the house with a roll.

Feng Yuan seemed to be relieved again, and turned around and sat in the circle chair. After holding the herbal tea and moistening his throat, he held his cheeks with one hand and looked at the green warbler for a long time, sometimes smiling, sometimes holding his eyebrows, and sometimes shaking his head in regret.

"Do you know what to do with a woman from a big family if she goes out of the wall?"

Seeing that she didn't answer, he shook his head and sighed: "Oh, how did you forget, how can you know the rules of a high-ranking family, our green warbler girl is a lowly slave." Seeing that her face was indeed white and white, he suddenly felt relieved, and then said: "If the main room of this big family goes out of the wall, it will be abandoned." It was easier to get out of the concubine's room, and a rope strangled the matter. ”

After a pause, he changed his words: "But ah, this is just what most people do, and they are not willing to do this, such as Fang Ye." Ye is not a good person, if the master does something ugly, the master must be tortured first, how can he let her die lightly, otherwise wouldn't it be cheap for her? ”

The green warbler was still lying on the ground, unable to get up, let alone daring to get up. At this time, listening to his yin and yang strange words, I was even more nervous. Especially when he didn't finish his words, he only felt like a blunt knife cutting flesh intermittently, and the pain was endless.

Feng Yuan played with the cup with one hand, raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, and said with fun: "Have you ever heard of a prostitute in the army?" ”

The green warbler only felt a cool breath rushing from his heels to Tianlinggai, and asked him incredulously with trembling lips: "Master, Lord is planning to take slaves"

"Eh-" he interrupted her, holding out a finger and shaking it at her, "Don't interrupt, you haven't finished speaking." ”

He stood up, smoothed the folds on the hem of his shirt with his big bony hands, paced in front of her with his negative hands, and said condescendingly: "The master led three battalions of soldiers back then, each battalion had 3,000 soldiers, but the camp prostitutes were only fifty. ”

Squatting down, pinching her chin and shaking it, he whispered in her ear: "These fifty camps of prostitutes will die a few times a month, as for why they died, can you guess?" ”

His eyes were cold, his tone was gloomy, and the green warbler broke out in a cold sweat. By this time it was overcast, the window was still open, and a gust of wind blew, and she felt that her sweaty back seemed to be attached to a piece of ice, and it was cold to the root of her heart.

The room was already dark, and Feng Yuan's face was hidden in a shadow with the light on his back. The green warbler trembled, and when she couldn't see his face, she couldn't guess if it was really his intention or just to scare her.

At this time, she was only left with chagrin and fear in her heart, green warbler, green warbler, what kind of demon did you stubbornly answer just now, and you actually wanted to tear your face with him! Didn't you decide to cut the love silk with the sword? Even if Wu Gongzi doesn't dislike everything, he can carry a sedan chair to marry you as an official wife in the future, Feng Yuan can respond? Look at his terrifying appearance that the black god can eat people at this time, and he can't break your body into thousands of pieces at that time?

Her heart was beating like a drum, I don't know if she should beg for mercy at this time, how much does he know? Can kneeling and kowtowing make him soften his heart?

She didn't have time to think about it, she got up, knelt down and climbed a few steps in front of Feng Yuan. Raising his face, he was about to cry and beg for mercy, but he saw him with cold eyes and a solemn face, one hand hanging by his side, the other behind his back, his body straight and his eyes looking down at her coldly. There used to be joy, laughter, sneer, and contempt in those eyes, but now there is only alienation and coldness. She opened her mouth, but for some reason her throat and eyes seemed to be covered in mud and sand, and she couldn't spit out a word.

Green Ying's body collapsed weakly, she deserved to be speechless, it was her fault, it was her failure to keep her duty and start her heart, these are what she deserves, she has no face to beg him.

Feng Yuan stared at her with a gloomy face and intently from beginning to end, and was stunned when he saw her like this at this time, and then he thought of something, and squeaked his fist on the ground, that poor nerd is so good? Who are you doing to show this immortal ghost!

He smirked, grabbed her hair, and dragged her to the bed.

The green warbler was slammed on the bed by him, her legs slammed on the edge of the bed, and her face wrinkled in pain.

Feng Yuanhu's mouth opened wide, pinched her chin fiercely, and slowly watched the pained little face for a long time, and then gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't want to go to the Shura Hell, you can take it well today!" ”

The autumn breeze was slightly cool, and the clothes were shattered

At the beginning of the day, the birds outside the house were already chirping, and the green warbler was hunched over her waist in her coat and swayed to the table.

Feng Yuan frowned and sat up, seeing her shaking her legs from time to time, and said impatiently: "What are you going to do?" Still not lying down honestly? ”

"The slave is thirsty," she replied hoarsely, turning her head, her swollen eyes as if they were crying walnuts, and she replied weakly.

"Oh, howling all night, do you know you're thirsty?" Feng Yuan sneered, and said, "I don't know if I have a long memory." ”

This night, the green warbler has no way to go to the sky, and he can't escape to the ground, he has long lost the heart of the wind and snow, and his feelings for Wu Qing have been snuffed out. It's just that she has read too much of the book, and she actually thinks of the beautiful thing that the scholar and the maidservant girl spent on the full moon and the wishful thinking.

"Ye Mingjian, the slave maid only met with the mother and son of the Wu family a few times, and did not do anything out of bounds." She knelt down tremblingly, "The slave family knows that it is wrong, and in the future, it will be cautious in its words and deeds, and it will never have anything to do with the Wu family again." With red eyes, she kowtowed to Feng Yuan, and she said pitifully: "Every time, the aunt of the Wu family and Qiu Yun are by her side, the master believes in the slave maid, and the slave and maid really didn't do anything right to the master." ”

"Alright, alright, get up." Feng Yun heard her promise to cut off contact with the Wu family, and his heart was greatly affected, and he said with a smile: "Master has already investigated this matter clearly yesterday, and I know that you have nothing to do with the white-faced scholar, otherwise do you think Ye will let you go?" ”

When the words fell, he smiled, and glanced at her quietly, he warned him, "However, although this matter is over, the master wants to say the ugly words to the front, if you have a little bit of a place that you can't live in the place of the master, and then do such restless things, the master will first cut your adulterer with a thousand knives, and then crush your bones and ashes, can you remember?" ”

The green warbler endured the shame and indignation, and nodded obediently with tears.

Feng Yuan was so angry yesterday that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, but with the evil fire coming out from the side of the road, he lost a lot of anger. At this time, looking at her pitiful face, he felt that the pet control had to be like the mastery of the officialdom, and he paid attention to both grace and power, so he said compassionately: "The master is in the government today, wear it yourself, you come up and lie down." ”

When he was gone, the green warbler was stunned for a long time, and the tears fell down again, and she couldn't help but mourn the love flower that had decayed before it could bear fruit.

Spring is as old as ever, people are empty and thin, and tears are red and silky.

Before long, she pinched the soaked handkerchief, and couldn't help but secretly wonder: It stands to reason that only Qiu Yun and a few sedan chair bearers know about her dealings with Wu Qing, and even Chun Qiao doesn't know, and Qiu Yun and a few little girls followed her to see her off yesterday, so she can't figure out how Feng Yuan knew about it.

When Chunqiao was called, the green warbler listened to her words, and only then did she know the cause and effect of this incident, which made her sigh.