Feng Beiying was stunned and looked at the person in front of him who claimed to be Feng Yanyi's uncle, looking at the almost identical face Feng Beiying had to believe what he said.

It turned out that everything was because Feng Yanyi suffered a lot for herself. Although his uncle was ordered to protect himself, his heart was also towards his nephew.

And according to this mysterious person, some of the dangers that Feng Yanyi has experienced are also very closely related to her.

Even the death of Feng Yanyi's mother is inseparable from her.

"Impossible, this impossible, how can the root of all this be ...... on my body" Feng Beiying squatted down in pain, tugging at his hair tightly with both hands, and looked down at the ground.

Feng Zhao smiled mockingly, lowered his head and looked at Feng Beiying, who was a little out of control, and said: "Although I know that you can't believe all this, I am now very responsible to tell you that the root of all this is on you."

Feng Beiying grabbed Feng Zhao and yelled at him out of control: "This is impossible, all this is not what you said, you must lie to me, right?"

"Oh, what do I have to fool you, or what do you have to deceive me." Feng Zhao broke free from Kaifeng Beiying's pull, lowered his head and looked at her with indifference in his eyes and said, "Now that you know all this, what do you think Yan Yi will think of you, and how should he face all this."

"No, he will forgive me, he promised me that he will forgive me whatever I do." When Feng Beiying heard his words, he was almost disheartened, but Feng Yanyi's words suddenly appeared in his mind, and the anxiety in his eyes disappeared at once.

Looking at her gradually recovering emotions, Feng Zhao secretly said that it was not good, his eyes looked away and thought for a while, he hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled at Feng Beiying and said: "Yes, what you say now is not wrong, but you have caused him so much trouble, and even caused him to lose his martial arts, will he forgive you?"

Feng Beiying bit her lower lip and lowered her head and thought for a long time, looking at her erratic emotions, Feng Zhao continued: "You can't stay by his side anymore, no matter who it is, you can't do it anymore."

"But......" Feng Beiying wanted to say something more, but Feng Zhao immediately interrupted her words, looked at her with a serious face and said, "There is nothing wrong with this matter, you can only drag your feet by his side, and you don't want to figure out what all this is about?" ”

Hearing his words, Feng Beiying fell into endless thoughts, thinking about the past, whether he really took off his hind legs.

And what happened to the past, these are still waiting for me to uncover, why don't I leave for a few days, and then return to the side of the clothes after I have answered these doubts.

"Have you thought about it?" Feng Zhao looked at her impatiently and smelled, Feng Beiying nodded and got up from the ground, patted the dust behind his buttocks, hugged his hand towards Feng Zhao and said, "Then I will leave for a few days, and in these days when I am away, I hope that Mr. Wang will take good care of his clothes."

Feng Zhao nodded and looked at her and said: "That's natural, Yan Yi is my nephew, and now his mother has passed away again, he is now my closest person in this world, if I don't protect him, who will protect him."

"If the gentleman wants to protect him, why not let him go?" Feng Beiying asked Feng Zhao with a smile.

"Miss Feng asked, I didn't let him go free, just to better protect him." Feng Zhao had a respectful smile on his face, but a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Feng Beiying looked at him without letting go, and the two of them kept confronting each other like this, looking at the sun that was about to set in the west, Feng Zhao sighed, nodded at her, and agreed to her request.

Seeing that he nodded and agreed to himself, a big stone in Feng Beiying's heart also fell, picked up the burden under the tree on the side and carried it on his shoulder, and waited for me to leave without looking back.

Looking at Feng Beiying's back gradually moving away, Feng Zhao appeared with a very vague smile, which made people scratch their heads.

In the evening, Feng Yanyi pushed open the door with a smile and said, "Beiying, I brought you something good today, it is your favorite peach blossom cake."

After talking for a long time, no one agreed, so Feng Yanyi stepped in and walked around the originally small house, but he still didn't see Feng Beiying, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Feng Yanyi rushed to the courtyard and called out all the maids, and the maids knelt in the yard one after another.

"Have any of you seen Madame today?" Feng Yanyi asked with a cold face. A group of people trembled and refused to speak.

Feng Yanyi slapped the stone table hard, and a large piece of the originally sturdy table was knocked off by him at once.

A maid in the crowd bit her lip and stood up, looked directly at Feng Yanyi, her eyes were full of love and said: "Back to Gongzi's words, the slave maid saw Mrs. today, and Mrs. left in a hurry with some things today."

Feng Yanyi glanced at her, raised her thin lips and asked, "Then do you know where Madame went?"

The maid shook her head, looked at Feng Yanyi with a pitiful look and said, "The slave has a humble status, and it's not good to ask the lady what she is doing when she goes out." But the slave maid guessed that the lady should dislike the son......"

"Hmm......" Feng Yanyi looked at her and smiled faintly, but those who knew him well knew that this was a precursor to his anger.

The maid seemed to agree with her point of view a little, so she told the things that chewed the root of her tongue on weekdays.

Listening to her words, Feng Yanyi's already bad face became darker and darker. He sneered, looked at the maid and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"Childe won't know the mind of the slave maid, and the slave doesn't ask for any title, just want to be by Childe's side." The maid knelt on the ground with red eyes, and she looked pitiful.

This look still works if it is put aside, but it is not as useful as she expected when placed here in Feng Yanyi.

Feng Yanyi quickly got up from the chair, slowly came to the maid, in front of everyone, slowly moved her hand to her neck, slowly clenched, and looked at her with a cold-blooded smile on her face.

The maid struggled desperately in Feng Yanyi's hands, Feng Yanyi looked at her with a smile and said, "Now that the lady has just disappeared, you cheap maid wants to climb my bed, you are afraid that your life is long."

"Since it's long, then I'll help you understand it." As she spoke, her fingers continued to tighten, and the maid's face suddenly became waxy, almost hovering on the edge of life and death.

"Childe can't kill me, I'm the queen's person, aren't you afraid of the queen's blame if you kill me?" The maid looked at Feng Yanyi directly, there was no love in her eyes just now, there was only endless fear.

"Haha." After Feng Yanyi laughed a few times, she lowered her head and said, "Joke, I, a person who is not even afraid of death, will I be afraid of any queen?"

"If I want to kill you today, no one can stop me." Feng Yanyi looked at her coldly, with a bloodthirsty look in her eyes.