Chapter 41: But it is ruthless and heartless
The warm breeze in the afternoon was blowing slightly, although it was not yet summer, but there were already bursts of warmth, and a stunningly pure fair woman held a bowl of medicinal food in her hand, and gently pushed open the door of the bedroom of the head of the Feng family, Master Feng.
Mind let the subordinates go down, and she, the daughter-in-law, will personally serve her father-in-law.
The moment the door closed, the woman's charming smile returned to her face again, becoming more and more enchanting. She put the bowl on the table and walked to the stool in front of Master Feng's bed and sat down. The full seductive sarcasm in her words is completely unworthy of her soft and weak, like a breeze supporting willows.
"Old General Feng, I didn't expect you to have today!"
Seeing that he couldn't say anything in front of him, he couldn't lift his hand, and he was still gray-haired a week ago, but now he was an old man with gray hair, and continued with a smile.
"Old General Feng, don't you think this princess is very kind? Also, the pure and immaculate stupid princess has already died under the sword of your gang, and now her mind is all over her body, and you can no longer find her shadow, no wonder you can't recognize it. β
The old man on the bed felt that Nianxin was a little familiar before, but after all, she was just a prostitute, who would pay attention to a prostitute, and he was a rough man who led troops to fight, not to mention that Nianxin and the princess of the year had a similar appearance, temperament and eyes felt completely two people.
Now listening to her words, the old man looked at the woman in front of him carefully, tried hard to recall, and turned the completely impossible idea into a possibility, his eyes went from surprise to disbelief, and then to monstrous anger, if his eyes could kill, Nian Xin didn't know how many times he had died.
Nianxin sat on the stool, quietly looking at the old man, she was observing every expression of the old man, and there was a bewitching sarcasm in her eyes. Also, look how successful she is! She used to be so innocent, but now she can't see the shadow all over her body. Nianxin's voice is more and more demagogic, soft and good-sounding.
"Old General Feng, are you still satisfied, this big drama I arranged for you? You don't have to look at me like that, and you don't have to be so grateful to me. Nianxin's words suddenly changed, and his voice suddenly fell into freezing, and the cold floated out to the bone marrow, making people shudder: "I just want you, home, broken, people, death." β
After the woman finished speaking, she stood up, picked up the medicinal food on the table for the old man, and poured it all into the flower pot in the room. As soon as he put the empty bowl on the table, he left the room without looking back, without looking at the old man again. Nian Xin's delicate figure was originally a pitiful figure, but it was no longer delicate all of a sudden, as if it had changed people, with the breath of death, and a trace of weird and indescribable horror.
The old man on the bed, looking at the departing woman, was already a very old person, but in an instant it seemed to be pulled out of his soul, and the whole person was empty like a skeleton in a coffin, without breath, only deep despair remained.
The once lively and beautiful General's Mansion suddenly seemed to be in decline, no longer vibrant, there was no laughter in the mansion, and even the people seemed to have lost their vitality. The whole mansion was gloomy, and unusually peaceful and quiet, how could there be a kind of weirdness before the storm.
The Feng family is left now, the only second son who can be in charge, Feng Qianwu is busy at home all day long, he is really inseparable from him at home, and the outside business is inseparable from him, there is no rest at all, and no one can share it for him. Early in the morning, he had to go to his shops, after all, the family's expenses were all maintained by his shop!
Looking at the day as usual, Nianxin woke up in Xuanzhi's arms, but today she wore a bright red, blood-colored dress again, just like the blood of those dead relatives and lovers stained her dress. She still only has a simple, beaded hairpin on her head, and her cold eyes have an alternative beauty.
Slowly moving the lotus step, he walked into the front hall of the Feng family. The coffins of Feng Qianchu and Mrs. Feng were not long ago let go inside, but now they are empty and there is no trace. It's just that the air in the front hall is depressing, and there is always a terrifying and strange aura wafting away.
Nian Xinxiang didn't feel anything, and sat directly on the chair in the middle of the front hall, called the bookkeeper who was in charge of the silver in the house, and called all the subordinates of the Feng family. That very morning, she distributed silver to everyone and dismissed everyone in the Feng Mansion.
She only wants revenge, but she definitely doesn't kill innocent people indiscriminately. Sitting in the empty and deserted, she was the only one left in the general's mansion, and her mind sat like this, and she fell into a memory: the carefree princess in her childhood, the princess who lost her homeland and relatives, the princess who finally learned to love, the princess whose lover was killed, the princess who lost her innocence, the princess who made up her mind to take revenge, and now the princess who has embarked on the road of revengeβ’β’β’β’β’β’ her life has long been fragmented and cannot be put together.
Xuanzhi appeared in this silent world, walked to Nianxin's side, picked her up, gave her warmth, and gave her support. Nianxin didn't say anything, felt the familiar temperature, closed his eyes and leaned against him, the warm sunlight came in, there was some heat source in the front hall, and tonight's big drama was finally going to come to an end.
On the other side, after a whole day of busy outside, I was so tired that I couldn't straighten my waist, and I finally returned home in the afternoon, and I pushed open the door of the house, and I felt that something was wrong. There was not a single subordinate in the entire mansion, and a bad premonition filled his heart, and the fatigue was swept away, and he straightened his back, leaving only his mind restless.
Two men in black were waiting for him inside the door, and the day finally came, Feng Qianwu was unwilling, but he still had to accept it. In fact, he had already guessed that there would be such a day, but he had been deliberately ignoring it. The man in black made a gesture of invitation to him, and he was not hypocritical, and followed the person directly towards the front hall of the house.
In the front hall sat a pure and beautiful woman, dressed in a bright red dress, with a simple beaded hairpin on her head, but as beautiful as the poppy.
Next to her stood a handsome and upright man, with elegant and plain eyes, the woman leaned on the man next to her casually, dragging her chin with her right hand, and a few wisps of green silk slipped down, looking at Feng Qianwu who walked in.
On the stool on the left, sat the dying old man Feng, and beside him stood two men in black. On the stool on the right, Feng Qiandu, who was already a little delirious, sat two men standing beside him.
Nian Xin looked at his crystal round fingernails, and spoke softly, his voice was so soft and seductive, "Everyone is here, and the matter should be over." The woman's voice was a little sweeter again, and she said to Feng Qian: "Twilight, didn't you say that you love me and are willing to do anything for me?" β
"Yes, I love you, I will do whatever you say." Feng Qiandui looked at Nian Xin stupidly, his eyes couldn't fit anything anymore, and the whole person's mental state was not quite right.
"Twilight, go kill the old man on the other side."
"If I kill, I'll kill immediately, and I'll kill anyone I don't like."
"No, third brother, that's Dad."
Feng Qiandui directly took the knife handed to him by the man in black and stabbed into Master Feng's body. Master Feng looked straight at his youngest son, his eyes were already out of disbelief, Feng Qianwu wanted to stop it, but he couldn't move at all.
Nian Xin was not enough, and continued to add, his voice was still so beautiful: "Old General Feng, I forgot to tell you that Feng Qianchu was also killed in the twilight, including your poisoning." Also, do you know why Twilight is like this? That's because he was locked up in a small dark room by himself, tormented by his own conscience and crazy, isn't it funny? β
Blood and tears dripped from the old man's old and godless eyes, and he could not close his eyes until he died.
Feng Qiandui's mental state was even more wrong, he wanted to get close to Nianxin, but was pulled away by the man in black and pressed against the stool, still screaming Nianxin in his mouth.
Feng Qianwu became excited: "Nianxin, is this what you want?" Why, why? Did you come to our house to kill all of us? β
There is no hypocrisy and disguise, it is so beautiful that it makes people shudder, but it is unusually moth-to-fire. Although the cold voice is still so weak, it makes people cold to the bone marrow.
"Feng Qianwu, haven't you always wanted to know what I've been through? I am the princess of the water kingdom, Mercury Bead, and what you call the sacrificial princess. Your father killed my father, the princess and the princess with his own hands, and destroyed my country, so that you have the honor of your family. I was only nine years old when I saw corpses strewn across the field and my parents died. Three years ago, it was the team led by your brother Feng Qianchu who shot my empty moon with an arrow, and I watched him die with my own eyes. Do you think I should seek revenge on them? β
"Are you Princess Shio? It turns out that you are Princess Xi, and I have only heard my father and brother talk about you before. I really didn't get it, no wonder! Haha, is everything retribution? No, it's you, you've come to my house to take revenge from the beginning. It seems that my eldest brother and third brother, including me, are just your pawns. β
"That's right, I just want to see who killed my father and brother for me first, you or your brother. It's just that I didn't expect you Feng Qianwu to be a talent, everyone was deceived by me, but you have always been sober. β
"Sober? If I were really sober, would Fengfu still have this fate today? β
"No, but I'm not going to let that happen."
"Yes! You won't let us go. Forget it, so far, Nianxin, I just want to die at your hands. β
"What do I want your life for?"
"If you don't kill me, aren't you here to take revenge?"
"You didn't touch my family, killed my lover, and I said I wouldn't do it, I didn't break my promise!"
After Nianxin finished speaking, he stood up and left directly with Xuanzhi and the people in black. When passing by Feng Qianwu, Feng Qianwu still couldn't hold back and pulled Nianxin's sleeve.
"Nianxin, have you ever had a trace of sincerity in any of our three brothers?"
Nian Xin directly pulled out his sleeves and left, and the bright red dress fluttered in the wind, as bright and enchanting as blood. Two words floated out of her mouth that were completely devoid of temperature, "No".
Feng Qianwu watched Nianxin leave like this, he didn't know what it felt in his heart, and repeated the word "no" repeatedly, and suddenly laughed madly. He hated her, after all, she ruined his family, but he loved her, after all, this was his first temptation, but he was so hurt that he couldn't get his skin completely clean.
Feng Qianwu pulled up his younger brother Feng Qianwu, who was already crazy, picked up his father's body, walked out of Feng's house, and burned everything in Fengfu, just like all his future. He can't forgive his younger brother, but he doesn't want to hurt him, just like he hates her and doesn't want to hurt her, Feng Qianwu is still kind in his bones.
The fire burned the once lively Fengfu, but now it has long lost its popularity. Feng Qianwu took his father's body, and he wanted to bury his father with his mother and brother, at least so that they could be reunited under Jiuquan.
At the end of leaving, Feng Qianwu glanced back at his younger brother, hoping that his younger brother would live, he closed his eyes, no longer nostalgic, and left.
The major storytelling restaurants in Huaiyang City have been telling the story of a woman recently: the woman's name evokes the heart, the beauty of the city, and she was once the Oiran lady in the famous flower street Willow Lane. The eldest son of the Feng family took a fancy to him at a glance and married home, but he never missed the heart and the little son of Nafeng Mansion who made a private life early, and a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks were forced to become uncles and sisters-in-law. Feng Xiaogongzi actually killed his brother and father for love, just for the beauty. Nian was heartbroken and dismissed his family, burned the Feng family, and died in the fire. A generation of beauties has been gone since then, the little son of the Feng family went crazy and was pressed in prison, and the second son of the Feng family couldn't accept the facts and became a monk.
No one knows how much of this story is true and how much is false.
A good-looking man walks on the street, the man has a more amazing appearance than the woman, the two breaths of pure and bewitching are well integrated on his body, but he has a simple beaded hairpin on his head, fortunately it is not very feminine, but it is very suitable for him.
At this time, another handsome and upright-looking man with elegant and plain eyes held a sugar gourd in his hand and gave it to the beautiful man: "Wushuang, give." β
The beautiful man finished eating the sugar coating on the outside of the sugar gourd, and the man who gave him the sugar gourd took the hawthorn in the sugar gourd he left and put it directly in his mouth.
Both of them are obviously men, such a move is very weird, but their figures are such a match.
Thinking of the heart, the name of the heart, but it is ruthless and heartless.