The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

At the mention of revenge, Mrs. Feng's whole face suddenly became ferocious. She forced her voice from her throat: "son, you must destroy her, song Qingqing, kill her relatives, and avenge your mother."

Feng Yi clenched her teeth and nodded: "well, son, promise you, song Qingqing that cheap woman ruined my life, I will never let her go, I will also let her taste the taste of the death of relatives, I will torture her well, let her taste all the pain in the world."

"Poof!" Old lady Feng spat out her last mouthful of blood and died.

"Mother!" Feng Yi's shrill cry rang through the whole Phoenix Palace.

She turned and walked out of the room, stood in the corridor, looked up at the gray sky, and whispered, "tilt, do you know? Old lady Feng, she's dead. You'll be very happy to hear that, won't you? "

Mo Chi followed her, her eyes complicated.

After Feng Yi's sorrow, her heart is full of hatred. In the past, her mother was planning for him, but now that she's gone, what else can he do? The son is not under his control, but the woman who gave birth to the son is against him everywhere. What else does he keep her for?

Thinking of this, he did not hesitate to pull down the sharp sword at his waist and rushed out quickly.

When his sharp eyes fell on the woman, the bright red stimulated his eyes, made him take a deep breath, and the sword with all his strength stabbed her hard.

Mo Chi had already noticed Feng Yi's action. He quickly took out his hand, clamped his wrist, and then turned it fiercely. With a click, Feng Yi fell to the ground.

The pain almost made him faint, but he was holding on. He raised his blood red eyes and said, "Mochi, I treat you well, why betray me? Why? "

Mo Chi coldly replied: "there are many things in this world that have no answers."

Xue Fu looked at the man who fell on the ground with disdain. He had killed her all her life, but now she can return it. The hatred has been piling up in her heart. She wanted to laugh because she knew that this was the only thing she wanted to do now.

"Ha ha, didn't Feng Yi think of it? It serves you right. Is it hard to feel? It hurts a lot, too? " Schaeffer looked at him scornfully, with a sneer on his face.

Feng Yi breathed heavily and scolded: "you must not die, bitch."

Xue Fu raised his hand and slapped him hard. He countered: "if you want to die, you should die first. Bad things must be done first. The way of heaven has reincarnation. God's retribution to your mother and son will never be bad!"

Feng Yi's eyes are full of stars. He raises his hand to wipe the blood stains on his lips. Just as he wants to argue, he hears Xue Fu's command: "just now he wants to kill me with a sword. Have you picked his hand? Nianyi told you that no matter who you are, you can't bully me, but if he does it, it's good to waste his hands and feet? "

"Yes Mo Chi didn't hesitate to answer. As soon as he swept the sword, he heard two screams.

Xue Fu stares at Feng Yi who is full of pain: "you look like this now. It's very similar to the dying dog." With that, he walked away slowly.

Feng Yi is shocked and angry. Before he faints, what he thinks in his mind is that he must kill this bitch. No matter what, he must kill her first.

As soon as Xue Nian came back from training, he saw Xue Fu sitting in the room drinking tea. He couldn't help smiling: "I'm obedient today. I didn't make those clothes."

Xue Fu raised her eyes and looked at him gently: "there is a happy event today. Do you want to listen to it first?"

Xue Nian nodded, leaned on the pillow and said, "please, mother."

Xue Fu lowered her head and took a sip of tea. Then she narrowed her eyes and sighed, "old lady Feng is dead!"

Xue Nian's cold face didn't fluctuate. He reached for a cup of tea and asked, "what else?"

Xue Fu chuckled: "I can't hide it from you. I let Mo Chi break Feng Yi's hand. You should know that Mo Chi used to be his most loyal man. He was hurt in his most trusted hands. That kind of blow should be very big."

Xue nianyi thought deeply: "mother is good. If you don't want to keep him, kill him. There's no hesitation."

Xue Fu looked at him in amazement: "read one, he is also your father after all, don't you blame me?"

Xue Nian almost laughed: "mother, what can he do even if he is my father? What do you care about me? What did you give me? The only thing that instilled in me is revenge. Who would like to play with Xuanyuan royal family and take back the throne? "

Xue Fu held his hand guiltily: "nianyi, I'm sorry, I know you will blame Niang in your heart. Once, Niang had no choice but to bring you to this world, so that you could endure other people's white eyes, and even be looked down upon. These are Niang's fault, and Niang can't help it."

Xue Nian's cold eyes gradually deepened. Of course, he remembered those people's white eyes, especially the woman's fear of herself, and the complexity of her face. He was deeply engraved in his mind. When he woke up in the middle of the night, he would fall into a crazy nightmare. He was no worse than others. Why could she not see him, just because he had a father like Feng Yi?

Seeing his son's ferocious and fierce breath, Xue Fu quickly hugged him tightly and said: "nianyi, you are the closest person in the world. Although Niang can't let you down your hatred, Niang tells you that no matter what you do, Niang will stand beside you."

Xue Niang a quiet mouth: "Niang, if I want to break with her?"

"She?" Xue Fu stared at him, his face full of puzzled color.

Xue Nian closed her eyes and patted her on the back, saying, "you're OK. Since old lady Feng is dead and Feng Yi is hurt, I'll go to Feng palace to have a look. Some things should be taken care of."

As she watched her son leave, tears came down. She could not understand what he said, but what could she say? She once vowed that she would never do anything wrong to song Qingqing. If her son really broke up with her at that time, all she could do was die.

Xue Nian walked slowly on the way to fenggong, and the people were greeting him. In the whole Fengcheng, the people were very friendly to the new Shaozhu, because he would help them build houses and find a way to make a living. After several changes of ownership, the original Fengcheng was in chaos. It was only under his administration that the former prosperity was restored.

"Young Lord, there are steamed meat buns here. Please come and have a taste." The woman who owned the steamed bun shop waved her hand to him and wrapped it in paper. Then she asked her five-year-old son to send it to him.

"Thank you very much." Xue Nian rubbed the top of the little guy's hair and handed him some coppers.