Feng Fenghua twitched the corners of her mouth speechlessly. Xiao Ji was afraid that he was addicted to killing, and he even forgot about such a thing as keeping a living mouth.

However, in everyone's frightened or speechless eyes, Xiao Ji's eyes were empty, as if everything in time and place was dead in his eyes.

He turned around and walked slowly towards the corridor, but he only stood under the corridor, not close to the fairy-like woman, as if he was afraid that his bloody breath would defile the woman's Qinghua.

Looking at each other, there were no words, only eye contact, time seemed to stand still at this moment, everything around them seemed to be shielded out, they only stayed in their own world, silent, silent, but beautifully made people forget the horror of the killing field.

The woman's face is not stunning, but her bearing makes people can't take their eyes off it. The Marquis of Qing'an beckoned the guards to clean up the battlefield, and the man in the inky brocade robe had already removed the jaw of the man in black and took out the poison he had hidden between his teeth to kill himself.

There are people coming and going, as if someone is talking.

"Cousin? Cousin? ”

"Second sister?"

"Hua'er?" Several voices suddenly broke into Feng Fenghua's ears, and she turned her head in confusion. Feng Qin, An Tingfei and others were looking at her with puzzled expressions.

Seeing that she finally made a move, Feng Qin patted her chest and asked with concern: "Hua'er, are you okay?" But what's wrong with it? Hurt? Feng Fenghua shook his head stiffly.

Wounded? How can it be? She had been standing here all the time, watching the battle from afar, how could she be injured? She's just ...... Consciousness suddenly returned to his mind, Feng Fenghua's face turned red all of a sudden, and then he looked in the direction he was watching, where was there still a shadow of that person.

Which! She's actually guilty of to such an extent! Feng Fenghua flattened his mouth, and suddenly wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

She hurriedly raised her hand to cover her face. Which! I don't have a face to see people! Seeing the group of people around her again, she pursed her lips, her burning heart cooled down again, and she hurriedly looked at them, and immediately frowned.

"Go and take care of the wound!" She wrote these words hard in the palm of her hand so that a few people could see them. When the last stroke fell, she couldn't help but hug An Tingfei and Feng Qin, and turned around and walked towards the corridor.

At the end of the battle, all the ladies and sisters were still in shock, as long as they were not injured or not seriously injured, they all hurriedly resigned and left, refusing to stay in this mansion for a moment longer, as if this place that they had been flocking to not long ago had now become a snake and scorpion, and they were afraid of it.

The palace doctor in the Hou Mansion was already in place and began to bandage everyone's wounds. The housekeeper also invited a doctor and a few medical women from outside.

The hall of the Hou Mansion was overcrowded for a while. Feng Fenghua helped An Tingfei and Feng Qin in, found a place to ask a few people to sit down, and hurriedly ran to the nearest doctor, took some hemostatic powder and gauze, and beckoned people to prepare hot water, and began to treat the wounds of a few people seriously.

The old doctor had seen her as a girl, but he didn't speak, and he was a little worried. After dealing with the person at hand, he followed.

But seeing that she was skillful, her movements were neat, she was not dragging mud and water, and her bandaging movements were even faster than his, an old doctor who had been a doctor for many years, so she let go.

There are too many people in the house at this time, and it would be nice to have one more person to help. A group of people looked at the busy Feng Fenghua.

Feng Yingluo, who was the least injured, stood up and wanted to help, but was pressed back to her seat by Feng Fenghua, pointing at her with her right index finger and not allowing her to move.

Several people could only watch the thin figure go about their business. This chaos lasted for about an hour, but the consequences it caused caused everyone in the entire Weiyang City to be in danger for the rest of the day, and the air was depressed and terrifying.

The flower-viewing party in the Hou Mansion of Qing'an ended with 20 deaths, more than 80 serious injuries, and hundreds of minor injuries.

The flowers all over the garden were contaminated with the rich bloody atmosphere, and they were all cleared out of the house on the second day. How innocent are the flowers?

And how thin. Overnight, it turned from the focus of attention to scattered dust, trampled by thousands of people, just like life.

That night, everyone went home. The aftermath of this scuffle has only just begun. After sending Hai Mengxue, An Tingfei and the others back to their courtyard, Feng Fenghua went to Jinglan Garden again and reported her safety to Baili Wanrou, and then dragged her tired body back to Qiongyu Pavilion.

Yingge was dressed in dust and dust, and was pouring herself with a cup of tea.

"How?" Seeing Yingge, Feng Fenghua hurriedly walked over. Yingge put down the teacup in his hand and let out a long breath: "Oh, mom, it's similar to me!" Sister, don't you know, this Qing'an Hou Mansion is really too big! It looks really simple on the outside, you haven't seen that backyard, the magnificence is almost comparable to the palace! ”

"Focus!" Feng Fenghua rolled her eyes speechlessly. This girl, why does she look like she has never seen the world, it's a shame!

After a busy day, she was so tired that she was about to collapse, but she didn't have time to listen to her messy things here.

I saw Feng Fenghua lying on the beauty couch, her eyes slightly closed, her eyes were blue and black, and she was obviously very tired.

Yingge stuck out her tongue, hurriedly straightened up, and replied with some frustration: "I didn't find any news about Lingxi." ”

"What about the others?" Feng Fenghua asked lazily, almost falling asleep. If nothing is found, this girl may be so disappointed!

Where is the kung fu to talk to her here!

"Hehe, the slave has found something interesting!" There seems to be a star hidden in the smart eyes.

Feng Fenghua got up impatiently, threw a soft pillow over, and glared at Yingge: "If you don't want to, go out!" ”

"Don't, sister, no one has no! How can you be so anxious? Yingge flattened her mouth with an aggrieved face, as if she had been greatly wronged.

Feng Fenghua glanced at him and didn't say anything more, just stared at her with those eyes. Yingge was stared at so that her scalp was numb for a while, and she could only surrender: "Okay, okay, I'm it!" Sister, don't look at people with such eyes, people are bold! Afraid! ”

"Get out!" Feng Fenghua spit out a word in a deep voice, and almost threw a pillow again. Yingge was extremely glad that there was only one pillow on the beauty's couch, otherwise, she would have to be smashed again.

"Hehe, sister, get out when everyone is done." Ying Gele hugged the pillow happily, moved to Feng Fenghua's side like a pug, handed the pillow over, and his eyes were full of feet.

"Sister, I'll tell you a secret......" Feng Fenghua frowned, looked at this dog-legged Yingge, gritted her teeth hatefully, and resisted the urge to slap her to death: "Hurry up!" ”

"Yes!" Yingge immediately stood upright,

"Report sister, the secret I discovered is...... Hey, hey, hey...... Sister, you must not have imagined that the Marquis of Qing'an also had a son, and he was born to his father's concubine. Feng Fenghua rolled her eyes speechlessly.

Is this gossip? As for being so excited? This kind of thing is probably not uncommon in all kinds of big families?

Seeing that Feng Fenghua was still indifferent, Yingge made persistent efforts: "Sister, you must not think of who that son is!" Feng Fenghua really wanted to laugh.

This kind of plot, although it is rare in TV series, there are always there!

"Qi Xinzhai." She slowly spat out those three words. In Yingge's opinion, it was like a sudden thunder explosion in the clear sky, which made her scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and she couldn't come back to her senses: "...... Sister, are you ...... How did you...... How do you know? Her tongue was a little knotted.

She just learned about this news! How did my sister know?