Destiny Little Crazy Concubine

Chapter 272 Interrogation ([-])

Feng Qingyan turned around and walked in front of Chen Ting, pointing to the direction at the end of the corridor: "Uncle Chen, as you know, it's the last time——"

"Miss, don't worry." Uncle Chen cupped his hands and left with the guard and the man.

"Yanyan, what are you going to do?" Feng Heng was a little curious about his daughter's arrangement.

Feng Qingyan blinked her eyes, and pretended to be mysterious and said: "Shhh—the secret must not be revealed! Dad, let's go, go to that room and wait for him."

The father and daughter waited for a stick of incense in the room where Mu Yang was imprisoned last time. The man changed and washed and was brought back.

"Leave first." Feng Qingyan signaled to Chen Ting and the guards.

"Yes." The three walked out of the room and closed the door.

Feng Qingyan pointed to a chair across the table, raised her chin: "Sit down."

The man did not speak, walked forward and sat down.

"Well, she looks pretty good." Feng Qingyan looked her up and down, she was about [-] years old, and she had a pretty face, no wonder the big maid in the grandfather's yard could take a fancy to a little girl.

The man smiled sarcastically: "Miss Feng, are you father and daughter being tough, are you going to be soft?"

"Yo, you still know me?" Feng Qingyan folded her arms and leaned on the back of the chair.

"I met you in the Hou Mansion last month. Tsk tsk, you have such an alluring appearance at such a young age, it really surprised me."

The man's words made Feng Heng's face darken instantly, and he shouted angrily: "Presumptuous!"

"Father~" Feng Qingyan gave Feng Heng a wink, and continued to say with a smile: "Ninth-level spiritual master, willing to do a small shopping in the Hou's mansion? Ambitious! What's your name?"

"Fu Min." The man answered simply.

Feng Qingyan raised her eyebrows: "Oh? A fake name."

The man smiled suddenly: "It's up to Missy to think."

"Then let's call you Fu Min for the time being." Feng Qingyan said, brushing her little hand, two identical jade bottles appeared on the table.

"Miss, what do you mean?" the man looked at the jade bottle, frowned, and asked.

Feng Qingyan rested her arms on the table, resting her chin with both hands, blinked her big eyes, and explained with a serious face: "Here, what about these two bottles, one is poison, which kills immediately after taking it, without any pain. The other bottle is the medicinal solution made by Xisui Pill. Xisui Pill, you know?"

The man nodded: "I know it. It's just that I don't understand. Why did the young miss do this?"

Feng Qingyan grinned: "Because, it's fun! Don't worry, I've changed the taste of the medicinal liquid in these two bottles, they are exactly the same, why don't you choose one to try?"

"If I choose poison, the eldest lady will not be able to ask anything." The man looked at Feng Qingyan suspiciously and said.

"Well, it doesn't matter! Anyway, you won't say it when you're alive, will you?" Feng Qingyan nodded indifferently, "If you choose the marrow washing pill—"

"How?" The man tensed for a moment.

"Then let you go, and the medicine will belong to you. How about it?"

When the man heard this, his eyes lit up.Feng Qingyan smiled secretly in her heart: It seems that the temptation to cleanse the tendons and cut the marrow is really not small!

"What the eldest lady said, is it true?"

Feng Qingyan raised her head, and slapped the table with both hands: "If a gentleman says a word, a four-horse horse is hard to chase!" After speaking, he pointed to the two jade bottles and gestured: "How about it? Choose one to try your luck? You can first open to take a look."

The man thought about it, and stretched out his hand towards a jade bottle.

(End of this chapter)