I am Feng Jun

Chapter 470 470. Shen Ci: Raise well, one day you will die

Shen Ci took a few steps closer to Shen Yinchu, and his slender right hand caressed the hilt of the overly beautiful dagger.

His cold gaze shifted to Rao Feng who was on the bed on the right.

"You should have a clear understanding of Master, Rao Feng?"

"A Ci."

Shen Yinchu saw Shen Ci neatly using Ying'er to threaten Rao Feng's peace, without the slightest indecision, and couldn't help calling out.

"What, distressed?"

Shen Ci turned his eyes, raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Wife master, wife master, you can't, Ying'er is also your daughter, you can't just watch her be ruined!"

Suddenly thinking of something, Rao Feng suppressed the madness just now, crawled forward a little, turned Shen Yinchu's sleeves, and cried and begged.

"My wife, it's impossible"

Shen Ci was a little disgusted with Rao Feng's tears, and glanced at them coldly.

"My lord has said that, if you sit in Fengyuan and wait for your illness to die, you will still be the side lord of the Shen family in name, and she, Shen Nanying, will not be implicated."

"Which word do you not understand, huh?"

"Impossible! Lier, you ruined Lier! I won't let you go!"

Rao Feng was still unwilling, and yelled loudly.

"I still have the Rao family, the Rao family, yes, the Rao family is not so easy to deal with, my sister will not give up on me, just wait, Shen Ci!"

Rao Feng knew that Rao Xi still had an iron coupon of the alchemy book in his hand.

She will save him and exonerate him, then Ying'er and Li'er will not be implicated!
Shen Ci wants him to wait for death obediently, dreaming!

Shen Ci seemed to have expected all this, not surprised.

"So you know that Rao Xi has a life-saving talisman in his hand, so you dare to be so unscrupulous."

Shen Ci's slightly ironic eyes fell on Rao Feng.

"But why do you think that the patriarch of the Rao family would use that hard-earned life-saving talisman for a useless younger brother who lost the heart of his wife in the Shen residence?"

"Rao Feng, you are not stupid, why can't you even understand this?"

"You don't. No sister, she. No."

Something suddenly flashed in Rao Feng's mind.

Shen Ci was right.

If he is still the side lord of Shen's mansion and Shen Yinchu is in favor, then Rao Xi will definitely help him.

But in this situation, Shen Yinchu settled Rao Feng's criminal evidence with Rao Xi as early as yesterday, making Rao Xi unable to intervene in this matter.

Now, how could he use up that iron coupon of the Danshu for him?

Shen Ci kicked the porcelain shards under his feet, and drew closer to Rao Feng, seeing the resentment in his eyes more clearly.

"That's why, Rao Feng, you are the only one who can protect Shen Nanying. As long as you are safe, and Shen Li is also safe, Shen Nanying will not be implicated."

"Understood, Rao Feng?"

Rao Feng was lying on his side on the bed, unable to get up, his throat was very sore, and he just felt a little swollen after shouting for so long.

Wanting to scold angrily, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

Only a hoarse and old man's voice escaped from his teeth.

"Shen Ci!"

In just two words, Rao Feng's resentment and helplessness, unwillingness and resentment were exhausted.

The corners of Shen Ci's lips curled up, and he stepped on his bed with one foot, resting his right hand on it.

When he glanced to the left, he caught a glimpse of Shen Yinchu beside him, and with his left hand, he pulled out the dagger on her arm.

The action is called a crisp and neat.

Shen Yin was startled for a while.

A string of blood droplets splashed out along the drawn dagger, and Shen Ci raised his sleeve to block it from splashing on his face.

Shen Ci played with the dagger with his left hand, and then poked it into the bed board not far from Rao Feng's eyes.

With his right hand, he threw a medicine bottle over to Shen Yinchu.

Without even looking at her, he said casually and lazily.

"Borrow the knife, the medicine will stop the bleeding."

Shen Yinchu took it with his right hand and was stunned.

"If you want to be buried with your little cousin, you don't have to, just wait for the blood to dry up."

Shen Ci poked the tip of the knife in front of Rao Feng's eyes, smiling indifferently and casually.

"You and Shen Li really deserve to be father and son, the knives are exactly the same."

"How did you think about it? If you don't agree to the master, you can take those evidences and go to the East Palace. There are acquaintances who can handle things."

"Shen Ci, you."

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The point of the knife was only an inch away from Rao Feng's eyes, and he watched helplessly as he poked a hole in his bed which was covered with mattresses.

"I don't like you calling me that, and I don't like your way of speaking."

"You might as well just kill me!"

Rao Feng's heart sank, he gritted his teeth and said.

Shen Ci pulled out the knife and picked Rao Feng's chin.

"That won't work. It's Patriarch Shen's business to sanction you. I can't take her job."

"Besides, there has to be a time to die from illness, otherwise you will be considered a sudden death."

"And it was Patriarch Shen's sudden death the day before his birthday. It was too attention-grabbing. Surely someone will investigate?"

"It's nothing, sir. If outsiders can find out the cause and effect of this—"

"Do you want your precious daughter's future, huh?"

Shen Ci deliberately dragged his tone and said casually.

Rao Feng's eyes wished he could swallow Shen Ci alive.

This bitch forced him to linger on in Fengyuan like a stray dog.

Then he had to take the decoction sent by his wife, whom he had admired for decades, every day.

Watching myself getting weaker day by day, overdrawing my life, on this small bed, I ended the rest of my life.

"Don't look at Grandpa like that."

Shen Ci laughed out loud, his tone extremely relaxed.

"Didn't you deal with Shen Ci like this before, 16 years of suspension!"

"I think you can live another 16 years."

"This disease, just take care of it, and there will always be a day when you take care of it."

"Yes, Patriarch Shen."

The knife in Shen Ci's hand spun around in the air, and then firmly caught it with his hand.

Holding the handle of the knife, the position poked on the bed was a little closer to Rao Feng.

Shen Yinchu, who was pouring the hemostatic wound medicine on his left arm and back shoulder with one hand, had been listening silently.

Listening to Shen Ci's question at this moment, she fell silent for a rare moment, and did not seize this opportunity to talk to him.

The child's temperament was beyond her expectations.

It turned out that he didn't just kill her alone.

It made her feel a little better.

Seeing that Shen Yinchu was only silent and did not refute.

That tacit attitude made Rao Feng lose all his strength, and the blade in front of him reflected his embarrassed appearance.

Tears fell from the sunken eye sockets, and a sense of despair rose.

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He should have strangled this evil creature as soon as he was born!

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.

He has no chance to do it again.

He who used to be Daozu is now a fish.

For the sake of his little daughter's future and reputation, he seems to have to accept all this.

Accepting this young man's vicious charity, lingering on his last breath, even if he wanted to die, he couldn't die.

But even then, he had to guarantee certain things.

(End of this chapter)