Miss Poison Doctor

Chapter 11

In the dilapidated house, in an instant, ghosts and wolves were howling.

"Ah...Miss, please forgive me...What happened today has nothing to do with slaves."

"Yes, yes, Miss. It's all Mother Wang, and Mother Wang ordered us to come."

When Mrs. Wang heard about the maidservants, she immediately pushed the responsibility onto herself.

Suddenly his face changed: "You little hooves, shut up all of you."

Looking at Feng Qingge, whose temperament suddenly changed drastically, Mrs. Wang's mean triangular eyes flickered and changed for a while.

Feng Qingge looked at the people on the ground indifferently.

He raised his eyebrows coldly: "It's none of your business?"

These maids usually rely on the support of Mrs. Wang to secretly bully themselves and Lu'er.

Lu'er was obviously bullied too hard.

Changing her usually meek temperament, she took the broken wooden board that she took off from the bed in her hand, gritted her teeth, and hit several servant girls hard.

Amidst the loud wailing, Feng Qingge tightly knit her delicate eyebrows, wondering what she was thinking about.

Lu'er bit her lip, and fiercely waved the board in her hand.

There was a sudden sound in the air.

"Snapped".

The piece of wood in Lu'er's hand was actually folded in two.

Feng Qingge raised her head with a smile that was not a smile: "It's broken?"

Lu'er's eyes turned red: "Miss..."

There was a strong crying sound in the voice.

Feng Qingge looked at Lu'er holding back tears, not letting herself cry, her cold eyes softened inexplicably.

For the past ten years, Feng Qingge and Lu'er have been living a life of being bullied.

She is obviously the eldest daughter of the Feng family, but she can bully even the lowest servants and maids wantonly.

To say that behind this, no one secretly instigated... She didn't believe it at all.

Feng Qingge raised her head, and looked coldly at the maid and Mrs. Wang on the ground.

Facing Shangfeng Qingge's cold gaze, several people shivered subconsciously.

Feng Qingge reached out and knocked on the table next to her, and opened her mouth with a half-smile: "Tell me, who told you that Miss Ben is dead?"

She obviously hadn't died yet, but someone was already there, and she couldn't wait to prepare the white cloth.

Tsk tsk, I really hope that she will die from the bottom of my heart.

Feng Qingge's eyes turned cold, and her clear eyes swept over the two poorly made white candles on the ground.

The maidservants looked at me and I looked at you, and finally they all cast their gazes on Mrs. Wang's face.

Mrs. Wang met everyone's eyes, her face turned blue and white.

Feng Qingge's eyes turned cold: "Say it."

When Mrs. Wang heard Feng Qingge's cold tone, her body trembled violently.

He stammered: "No, no one told me... Oh no no, old slave."

Feng Qingge raised her eyebrows: "No one?"

When Mrs. Wang met her eyes, Feng Qingge's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling made her heart skip a beat.

But still gritted his teeth and nodded: "Yes, no one."

Feng Qingge looked at the ground, Mrs. Wang's eyes were turning around secretly, and her face turned cold.

He gritted his teeth and sneered, "Oh, what a loyal servant."

Feng Qingge bit the word "loyalty" hard: "Unfortunately, the object of loyalty is not this lady."

"Lu'er." Feng Qingge's tone suddenly changed.

Lu'er stepped forward cleverly: "Miss."

Feng Qingge sneered: "Keep calling me."

Lu'er looked at the board in her hand in embarrassment: "Miss, but, but the board is broken."

(End of this chapter)