Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 289 Serving Her Well
"Isn't this the idiot who picks up dung in the mansion?"

Concubine Feng smiled ferociously: "Nurse Duan, go out first after untying his acupoints. This concubine wants to see Feng Zimo's daughter with her own eyes. Like her, life would be worse than death."

Mo Xiaowan was lying on the bed and his breathing was a little disturbed!
Feng Yuyan really hated her mother.

How could my mother feel that life is worse than death?
But right now, it's not the time for her to think about these things.

Because Feng Yuyan mentioned the excrement picker, Mo Xiaowan thought of the face of the manure picker Ruhua when his master Xie Wudi drowned in Hehu Xiaozhu last time, a little disgusting.

If Nanny Duan really unlocked his acupoints, would he be able to dodge him by leaping towards him?
Can we wait for the wind to rescue us?

"The old body unblocked his acupoints, and the Qi and blood began to be blocked, but at most, he would start to go crazy when he was less than half a stick of incense."

Nanny Duan persuaded Feng Yuyan: "It's better for me to persuade the princess to go out."

"No, I must see her tortured with my own eyes, in order to relieve the hatred in my heart for so many years."

If Madam Duan was more careful at this time, she would find red bloodshot eyes faintly appearing in Feng Yuyan's eyes, and then the skin on her body also turned red.

Perhaps it was this blushing that made her body hot. She tugged at her collar angrily, with a somewhat impatient look on her face.

"It's no different to say more, let's do it!"

Mo Xiaowan was very nervous at first, but when he heard that Ruhua's acupuncture point was solved, it would take about half a stick of incense before he would go crazy, and he felt at ease again.

Feng Yuyan's tone was somewhat disrespectful, as if she had offended Nanny Duan, she said something coldly.

"Bless yourself!"

Hearing the door creak and close, Mo Xiaowan knew that Nanny Duan from the palace had already untied the dung-picking acupoints and slipped out the door.

There was a long sigh in the room.

"Little bitch, since you entered the mansion, the Eighth Prince has pampered and protected you everywhere."

"You stole my concubine's limelight and blocked the way of my concubine's mistress!"

"For so many years, this concubine has kept her voice low for so many years. Why should I be inferior to Feng Zimo? Why should everyone surround her and not take me as a sideline concubine in their eyes?"

"My master took care of that bitch Feng Zimo for my concubine. It's ridiculous that she pretends to be aloof. She begged the prince to make the decision. She married a Marquis of Weiyuan who was looking for flowers and flowers to be the fifth concubine. That bitch is dead. Can't turn over, hahaha!"

Mo Xiaowan felt that she was approaching him, and his voice was dark: "I hate you little bitch, but you still want to jump out to block my concubine's way. If there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and if there is no way to hell, you turn yourself in. In this case, you can I can't blame my concubine, Mo... small... bowl..."

Mo Xiaowan lay stiff all over, there was no charcoal fire in the room, she could only feel the bone-chilling coolness from her body to her toes.

Cursing is not enough to describe her anger!
Sure enough it was her!

Mother's marriage into the Marquis of Weiyuan is indeed inseparable from this senior white lotus.

Her two small hands under the brocade quilt were clenched into fists, and her fingernails were deeply dug into her palms. Feng Yuyan and Mo Xiaowan swear that you will pay a thousand times the price for everything you have done.

"Woo, oh... oh..."

This beast-like low growl echoed in the empty room, and it sounded very penetrating.

"That idiot Hongxiu, the charcoal fire is too hot, it's so hot!"

When Feng Yuyan heard the howling behind her, she flusteredly tore off her outer robe, revealing her snow-white neck, turned her head and stared at Ru Hua as she crawled over.

"Ugly, let me take good care of her..."

(End of this chapter)