Feng Songxian only felt the heat in her abdomen, and then, the heat turned into a burning pain, she almost wanted to roll in the pain, and something seemed to melt, only to feel that all her internal organs seemed to be burned by something.

This kind of pain actually killed her alive.

Feng Songxian has been pampered since she was a child, where has she suffered like this, but if she is asked to choose again, she will swallow the bead, and would rather die of pain than leave it to the Cheng family.

Not to mention the Song family's care and upbringing for her these days, she always has the selfishness and greed of the family, and Feng Songxian will not let them get cheap in vain.

After the pain, she only felt comfortable and tight, and the whole person looked like she was about to fly.

In an instant, Feng Songxian found that she had indeed flew, and now she looked coldly at Cheng Ping'an in mid-air and found a knife, and then looked at the corpse lying on the ground that was exactly the same as her, she understood that she was completely dead, and now she was afraid that she was in a soul state.

Feng Songxian smiled, it's okay, once she dies, she can be regarded as completely relieved, no longer have to bother with Cheng Ping'an, and no longer have to look at the messy backyard of Chengguo Mansion and get bored.

Then, she watched Cheng Ping'an cut her belly open with a knife, and watched Cheng Ping'an look for the bead in her belly without changing his face, but, no matter how Cheng Ping'an searched for it and how he got dirty, he was stunned and didn't find it.

In the end, Cheng Ping'an sat down on the ground tired, muttering to himself: "How can there be? Clearly swallowed by her? ”

"Ahh

A scream sounded, Feng Songxian was startled, looked over the sound, and saw Qiuhong carrying tea into the house, and when she saw her lying on the ground and being disemboweled, she threw the teacup on the ground in fright, and the hot tea spilled on the ground: "Grandma......"

Qiu Hong screamed, turned around and was about to run out, shouting: "Help! ”

Before the words came out of her mouth, Cheng Ping'an stepped forward and grabbed her neck, and the knife in her hand turned around, ending Qiuhong's young and fresh life.

Feng Songxian's heart ached, and she wanted to rush down again and again to grab the knife, but she couldn't move at all, she could only watch Qiu Hong being killed, and finally tears fell from her distressed eyes.

Suddenly, it began to rain outside, as if God felt her grief.

At this time, Cheng Ping'an also came back to his senses, looking at the corpse of Feng Songxian, who was trampled on by him, he was first shocked, and then his face was full of anxiety, and he was anxious in the room: "This, what can I do about this?" ”

Although Feng Songxian has no father and no mother, she still has relatives in the Rongwei Mansion, and she has seen that the Rongwei Mansion and the Chengguo Mansion have not moved around much over the years, but the people in the Hou Mansion secretly still care about Feng Songxian, if they know that she has gone......

Cheng Ping'an turned around several times in place, and finally gritted his teeth and found a sewing needle and embroidery thread from Feng Songxian's house, first threading the needle and thread, and then putting the five organs taken out of Feng Songxian's belly into it again, sewing with a needle and thread little by little, and sewing skillfully, but he did not do it according to the ordinary stitching method of sewing clothes, but used a novel needle method that Feng Songxian had never seen before.

It didn't take long for Cheng Ping An to sew up the corpse, he opened his mouth and smiled: "In the end, it's the old business, I haven't done it for many years, but it's not bad." ”

"What's the old business?" Feng Songxian didn't understand, Cheng Ping'an was obviously a scholar, what's the matter? How can he say that it is his old business to stitch up corpses, could it be that he used to do it?

Shaking his head, Feng Songxian vetoed this conjecture, Cheng Ping'an's background is not bad, although his dead father is not as powerful as Cheng Guogong, but it can be regarded as a rich family, how can he not call Cheng Ping'an a servant, so ......

Feng Songxian couldn't figure it out for a while, so she didn't think about it anymore, she just floated in the house, watching Cheng Ping'an change her clothes, and wiped the blood on her face, her face was calm, and she was skillfully cleaned up, and Qiuhong's corpse was also done, and then called someone in, and said to the people with a heavy face: "Grandma...... She, she, I don't know why I can't think of it, I actually committed suicide by swallowing gold, Qiuhong is a loyal servant, when I saw the eldest grandmother going, she wiped her neck and followed, you, go and prepare the coffin, and restrain it well. ”

Feng Songxian watched her body being put into a mahogany coffin, and watched the Chengguo Mansion open a mourning hall, and the subordinates were busy informing relatives and friends, naturally, the first to notify was the Rongwei Hou Mansion.

She also saw her grandmother and aunt crying and mourning, although when she was alive, these relatives looked down on her, and because she insisted on marrying peace, the relatives were cold-hearted, and they put down their words and left her alone, but she went, and it was these relatives who really shed two tears for her.

She looked at the concubines and aunts in Cheng Ping'an in the mourning hall, one more crying than one another, as if she had a good relationship with them during her lifetime, and listened to Cheng Ping'an to comfort those aunts, only saying that they have a deep sisterhood, but in the end, the deceased is like this, and the living people have to live well, and heard Cheng Ping'an praise people that his backyard is safe, whether it is the main room or the aunt The relationship is very good, and he really feels like a sister.

Feng Songxian wanted to laugh, really wanted to laugh.

Cheng Ping'an......

She didn't know how to say it, that brilliant writer, that shrewd, and very good at doing business Cheng Ping'an naively thought that the main room could coexist peacefully with the concubine, and that he was like a sister? This seems to be a bit of a joke.

If it's really good, then how did she not have the child in her belly in her early years?

Who killed the Aunt Fang who died in the backyard a few years ago? How did Aunt Song's daughter get sick and die? It's funny.

Later, Feng Songxian saw her grandmother crying and said that she wanted to see her for the last time, and the family members were very nervous to stop her.

At this time, Feng Songxian had all her grievances in her heart, she wanted to keep her relatives from being hidden, and wanted everyone in the world to know that Cheng Ping'an, how this famous Langjun of the family viciously killed his wife, and even more viciously disemboweled.

Feng Songxian concentrated all his strength to crash into the coffin, slamming hard, tirelessly.

Then, she saw her aunt, who she had always looked down on, holding her grandmother with one hand and pushing the lid of the coffin with the other.

Somehow, Feng Songxian actually felt that her impact had an effect, the lid of the coffin suddenly fell to the ground, making a loud bang, and then, her pale corpse appeared in front of people's eyes, and at the same time, the thick smell of blood wafted in the main mourning hall, accompanied by a strange fragrance of flowers.

"Xian'er." The old grandmother reached out and touched the face of the corpse tremblingly: "Xian'er, grandmother's virtuous sister......"

"Blood, blood......" The little sister-in-law screamed, pointing to the blood that appeared in the coffin at some point.

Feng Songxian sneered in the air, watching the old grandmother suddenly turn around and ask the people of the Chengguo Mansion: "How did my virtuous sister not have it?" Is there no one in the Chengguo Mansion, so let a good grandmother swallow gold and commit suicide? What have you done to my virtuous sister over the years, how could a good person not think of committing suicide, Linglong, isn't she the companion of the virtuous sister, ask her to come to see the old body. ”

"Grandmother." Feng Songxian looked at the old grandmother's angry appearance and tears fell down one by one, she wanted to kneel in front of the old grandmother to repent, and wanted to talk to her grandmother, aunt and aunt, saying that she regretted it, regretted not listening to the advice of the elders, regretted not doing a little filial piety in front of the elders, and regretted being fascinated by Cheng Ping'an's sweet words and lost her soul.

It's just that she only shed a few tears, and then she felt dizzy, and then, she didn't know who was going to be.

Feng Songxian opened her eyes again, and saw a bed tent made of broken flowers and green cloth, she raised her hand and wanted to touch it, but her hand was slightly raised but put down, she really had no strength, she only felt that her arm was like a thousand gold.

There was a dry throat again, Feng Songxian tried to open his mouth, and a dry voice came out: "Water ......"

"Girl, girl." A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl wearing a peach-pink cotton dress walked over, her face full of surprise: "The girl is awake, and the slave goes to call the old lady......"

"Water." Feng Songxian called again, the girl woke up, hurriedly poured a glass of water and handed it over, and when she saw Feng Songxian lying down and couldn't get up, she quickly put the cup down, first helped Feng Songxian up, and then leaned on two pillows behind her, telling her to lean more comfortably, and then brought the water cup: "Girl, water." ”

Feng Songxian glanced at the girl's hand, and saw that the girl's fingers were a little stubby, and there were some calluses on her hands, she looked like a girl doing rough work, and she was a little puzzled in her heart, why was it a rough girl who served her? Where's the girl next to her?

After that, her eyes focused on the teacup in the girl's hand, and when she glanced at the teacup, she felt a little disgusted.

This teacup is just an ordinary folk kiln white porcelain cup, if it is placed in the people's homes, it should be excellent, but Feng Songxian was born in the Hou Mansion and married into the Guogong Mansion, I don't know how many good things I have seen, that is, she usually uses the best official kiln porcelain, or the white jade cup, which is the rhino horn cup, and the agate cup is also the same as the playware, even if the girl is not very distressed to play, but today......

Feng Songxian thought about where the hell is this?

This is supposed to be a common people's family? Or is this girl not favored, and she can only live in such a shabby place when she is left out, that is, the eating utensils are the worst?

Thinking of this, her head hurt for a while, and she screamed like a pinprick and fell on the bed.

"Girl."

The girl was taken aback, and then she became anxious again, and shouted to Feng Songxian: "Girl, what's wrong?" Don't scare the slaves, girl. ”

Feng Songxian only felt as if her head was about to explode, as if there were a lot of things drilling into her brain, stirring her mind to swell and hurt, and she fainted from the pain.