Remarried prosperous concubine

Chapter 707
But Old Master Feng didn't feel the pain at all, he just looked at Aunt Wei with wide eyes, hoping to get a negative answer from Aunt Wei: "Tell me, all this is fake, right? It is my flesh and blood, it is the flesh and blood of my Feng family, right?"

Aunt Wei wanted to deny it, but she knew that if the Empress and Feng Yang dared to tell the truth today, they were fully prepared. Even if she wanted to deny it, they would find more evidence, and the more evidence The more, the more face she will lose, the most important thing is, I'm afraid it will affect her Will, the third lady knows that today, she and the third master may not have a good end, but But I can't tire Fifth Master anymore.

At this moment, Aunt Wei could only grit her teeth and whimper, refusing to answer anything, even though Old Master Feng rushed up, grabbed her neck, and shook her whole body She fell apart, but she was still crying.

Ling Xiaoxiao saw that Aunt Wei was crying as if her own mother had died. If someone didn't know, would they think she was the victim?

Ling Xiaoxiao saw such a character once, and wanted to step on it once, so she was very "kind" and suggested to Old Master Feng: "Father, since Aunt Wei is unwilling to answer you, then you can ask the third master." ?” By this time, she was not even willing to call Third Brother anymore!

Old Hou Feng seemed to have been reminded, he let go of his hands, and was about to pinch the third master's neck to ask questions, the third master looked at Old Hou Feng's bloodshot eyes, with a frightening appearance, the panic in his heart reached the peak, He didn't know, what would Old Hou Feng do to him if he was convinced that he was someone else's bastard today?

You know, he was able to survive a few days ago because of the kind father's heart of Lord Feng. rely on?The old lady has already collapsed, if he loses such a support again, I'm afraid his little life will be lost.

The third master made up his mind, he must not admit this matter, and he must not lose the favor of Lord Feng.

If at this time, he can convince Old Hou Feng that he himself does not know that he is the child born to Aunt Wei and someone else, maybe Old Hou Feng can still give him a way out of life based on his past love. Every now and then around Qingming, he would offer incense to his cousin, and he could also excuse that it was Aunt Wei who ordered him, and he was just fulfilling his own mother's order.

In this case, he is an involuntary victim. Moreover, although the third master is incomprehensible, he also knows that Mr. Feng has been extremely fond of him over the years. What a good thing, he never left him behind, beat him, scolded him, all because he did not meet the expectations of Old Hou Feng, and asking him to say such things was a bit cruel to Old Hou Feng.

After thinking about it up and down in my heart, this idea was decided, and the third master didn't wait for the old Hou Feng to ask questions, so he put on an innocent, scared, flustered, and dazed look, and kept talking to the old Hou Feng. Shaking his head: "No, father, no, I am my father's son, how could I not be my father's son? I must be my father's flesh and blood!"

Feng Yang saw that the play of these three people was still singing until now, so he lost interest in watching the play. With a gloomy face, he took out a stack of envelopes from his arms, and sneered at the fact that he was delivering the letter. In front of Old Master Feng: "Father, if you still don't want to believe it, there are still some private correspondence between Aunt Wei and that cousin."

Feng Yang shook his head and said "tsk tsk" twice: "It is said that Aunt Wei is a talented woman, and she really deserves her reputation. These love letters are really affectionate! Even after reading it, I, a man of iron and firmness, was all overwhelmed by Aunt Wei. The deep affection with that cousin was moved, father, please appreciate it, son, I guess you have never had the chance to get such a sincere love letter from Aunt Wei in this life!"

When it comes to sharp words, killing without blood, and hitting snakes seven inches, it is estimated that no one in this world can be more proficient than Feng Yang. If Ling Xiaoxiao hadn't been hindered by the silence of the scene, she would almost stand up. Stand up and applaud Feng Yang.

The empress also laughed: "Father, if you still want to defend Aunt Wei after reading these eloquent love letters, I, a daughter, have nothing to say. After all, the green hair is not my daughter." , Father is not in a hurry, what are we daughters in a hurry for!"

After hearing what the Empress Empress said, Ling Xiaoxiao reflected on herself, talking about the fierce words that hit people's hearts, and the phoenix master in front of her, the brother and sister can definitely be regarded as the head of the Poison Tongue Sect!
Master Feng's face was ashen, ashen, he took the envelope tremblingly, and opened the envelope very slowly tremblingly, and then proceeded very slowly, line by line, very slowly, very slowly, carefully Watching, for fear of missing any word in it, after reading the love letter, his whole body softened, and he raised his head to the sky and let out a mournful cry. Like a waterfall, it rolls down the river.

He immediately turned around and looked at Aunt Wei who was biting her lip and refused to speak. He glared at her fiercely, his voice suddenly raised, and he roared: "Come on, give me this shameless bitch!" Take him to the prison."

It's rare for Old Master Feng to show such arrogance at Aunt Wei, they naturally didn't block it, the empress patted her hands lightly, and the stern-faced palace servant came in again and dragged Aunt Wei down.

After Aunt Wei was dragged down, the third master also collapsed on the ground like a dead dog. Old Master Feng looked at the third master with blood-red eyes, and almost wanted to go over, trampling this bastard to death. But when he thought of this son, whom he had always doted on, and now he looked panic-stricken again, there was a trace of intolerance in his heart.

Ling Xiaoxiao suddenly said at this time: "Father, can you show me the love letter? I will also learn to write love letters to Lord Hou in the future."

Old Master Feng softened his heart and thought about it, but now he was as hard as iron: "Come here, drag this bastard to the torture hall for me."

At this time, Sanfang and Aunt Wei completely withdrew from the Feng family's stage.

(End of this chapter)