Chapter 3: Hate, Grief and Indignation

"Don't!"

Yan Wushuang, whose eyes were red as blood, screamed heartbreakingly, only to feel that the blood veins in his body rushed straight to his brain, and they were about to gush out in the next second.

She carefully stretched out her hands to lift the child up, and looked at the bloodstained little face with teary eyes.

However, without waiting for Yan Wushuang to take the child into his arms, Feng Qingwan raised his feet and stepped on the child's thin little body, and stepped on her hands to the ground together.

"He's dead! No matter how precious you are, he won't survive! ”

Feng Qingwan's face bloomed with a compassionate and gentle smile, but her feet were cruelly crushing the young bones that were still warm.

"Kid...... Feng Qingwan, I won't let you go if I die! ”

Two lines of blood and tears slid down Yan Wushuang's eyes, the pain was so painful that his liver and intestines were broken, and he was so sad and angry that he hated.

"Good sister, how can I be willing to let you die? I want you to take a good look at how I replaced you as the queen in the cold palace, and how my Feng clan replaced you Yan Clan to become the head of the five major families of the Shenlong Kingdom...... Oh no, now there are only four families left! ”

Prostrate in front of Feng Qingwan's feet, Yan Wushuang clearly heard the sound of the child's fragile bones being crushed alive.

I don't know where the strength came from, Yan Wushuang, who was in prostration, raised his arms, and bumped into it when the wind was clear and staggered down.

"You poisonous woman!"

Long Jingming, who heard that the queen had just gone and returned, saw that Yan Wushuang was going to die with Feng Qingwan as soon as he arrived, so he immediately flew up and kicked him out mercilessly.

It wasn't until Yan Wushuang hit the cold and hard wall that his bloodied body fell like a withered leaf.

Her sternum was shattered, and her breath was gone, but her blood-stained eyes were still open angrily, looking directly at the two people who were hugging each other in front of her, as if she wanted to remember their appearance, and after death, she would turn into a ghost and come back to avenge the blood sea

The wind whined like weeping, and the rain poured like a complaint.

In the water pavilion in the back garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion, a grandmother in a dark purple coat was standing in front of the fence, looking coldly at the girl in a green shirt who was struggling silently in the lake.

"Fourth Miss, don't blame the old slave for being ruthless, you only blame you for seeing the eldest lady having a private meeting with the shopkeeper...... Hey, a weak person like you is a mute, and living in the house is also a sin. It's better to help the eldest lady export her evil anger and punish that slut under Zhi Yao, you will also die early and be born early! ”

Seeing that there was only one miserable white hand left on the surface of the lake and still struggling, Mama sighed lightly and looked back at the zigzag corridor behind her.

In the wind and rain, two slender figures came in a hurry, even with umbrellas, and when they arrived at the water pavilion, their clothes were mostly wet.

"Mama Chen, I don't know why the fourth lady is in a hurry to find a slave?"

wiped the water off her cheeks indiscriminately, and the pink-clothed girl who spoke first revealed her delicate face like a begonia flower.

"Cai Ling, the second lady didn't bring an umbrella when she went to Kangrui Academy, you can go back to Huanxiang and take it and send it." After handing over a look and sending the maid away, Mama Chen beckoned to the girl, "Zhiyao, come here, the fourth lady has something to give you." ”

Zhi Yao hurriedly stepped forward, although she was also a slave, she was just an inferior dancing girl, and Mama Chen was a superior subordinate given to the fourth lady by the eldest lady, so she naturally couldn't slack off.

Mama Chen pulled Zhi Yao, who walked to her side, to the fence, pointed to the position where the fourth lady had just sunk and said, "Look at the water, is there anyone?" ”

Leaning over to look at the lake that had been smashed by the torrential rain and causing a little ripple, Zhi Yao frowned slightly, "How can there be people in the water?" Is it ......?"

Before Zhi Yao finished speaking, a cold light flashed in Mama Chen's eyes, and the hand that pressed on her thin back pushed violently and stumbled under her feet, and her defenseless and light body was lifted into the lake, just like the technique used to deal with the fourth young lady earlier.