The first daughter is poisonous, the lord goes to bed obediently

Chapter 221
The man shuddered all over, but his mouth was still stubborn.

Feng Xihe continued to laugh and said, "Maybe you haven't been in a prison cell yet, so you don't know what the torture tools are inside. This girl tells you that by then, your eyes, nose, and mouth will no longer be your own. They will be yours." It's a feeling that you can't live but can't die."

"And the person who sent you here will give you some silver taels at most, I'm afraid you won't be blessed to enjoy it when you fall down."

Qian Feifei yelled loudly: "If you don't say it, if you don't say it, this lady can lynch you right now!"

The man's body was shaking like chaff, his eyes rolled around, and he said: "Girl, let me tell you, let me tell you...don't send me to the government..."

"It was someone who gave me a lot of silver taels yesterday, and asked me to come over with the scrolls she gave me, pretending to come to Luizhai to buy calligraphy and paintings, but in fact, I secretly replaced some calligraphy and paintings."

After she finished speaking, Feng Xihe cast a wink at the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper half-understood and said, "Yes, no wonder I thought there was a strange guest yesterday."

When everyone heard it, they seemed to understand something.

Those guests who came to ask for an explanation with calligraphy and paintings also began to calm down.

Beside the threshold, a man among a master and a servant had a gleam in his eyes.

Feng Xihe said to the woman again: "And you, your son's illness obviously has nothing to do with this calligraphy and painting, but you insist on coming to the house to make trouble, do you need me to send you to the government?"

The woman took a deep breath, her kneecaps trembled, and she quickly turned around, ready to run away, not even her son.

But she didn't want to, before she could take a step, someone grabbed her wrist.

The woman was nervous, and when she looked up, she saw a handsome young man.

"Madam, since you are here to seek justice, you must have a beginning and an end. Now, what's the matter with running away in a hurry?" The man said gently, with a smile, he took in the prosperity.

The woman's face froze and she asked, "Who are you?"

The man raised his eyes, glanced at Feng Xihe, and replied politely: "He is also a passerby who draws his sword to help."

Everyone was stunned, there are so many passers-by with good things today.

Stepping into the threshold with dust-free white boots, the man took the calligraphy and painting brought by the woman from the shopkeeper, unfolded them, and slowly looked at them.

"I have admired the great name of Lu Zhai for a long time, and I came here admiringly. I never expected to see such a scene."

"However, the artistic conception expressed by the calligraphy and painting of Lu Zhai is far-reaching. I still choose to believe that the owner of this Lu Zhai must not be a short-sighted person who uses such bad methods for short-term interests."

Feng Xihe looked at the man, only to see that he was wearing a black robe trimmed with silver silk, with delicate dark patterns flowing freely, his eyes were bright and he was indescribably expensive.

It has to be said that when she saw him, she actually had a kind feeling. Could it be that he was more suitable for her eyes?

It's just that this man seems to be of extraordinary status, he should be a prince or nobleman, but she has no impression of him at all.

Feng Xihe turned his eyes to look at the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper and the guys all shook their heads, if such a noble young man really came, they would definitely remember it.

The woman was blushed by the man's words, and she was about to ask for mercy, but she was already caught, and she was locked in the back hall of Luzhai together with the man who was just caught, waiting for the government to come.

The man walked over, handed the calligraphy and painting to Feng Xihe, and asked with a smile, "Girl, can this be regarded as my return to the original owner?"

"My lord misunderstood, and I was just passing by to fight against injustice." Feng Xihe handed over the calligraphy and painting to the shopkeeper, cleared his throat, and said seriously: "Everyone, I also believe that Luzhai will not make such a move. Throwing a stone in one's own foot."

Afterwards, the shopkeeper took the flint and went to the door with the buddies in Suzhai, lit the calligraphy and painting, and threw it on the stone steps.

"Today, as evidenced by the burning of paintings, Lu Zhai will never do business with conscience. If a similar situation really occurs, we will close down and close our business before you come to condemn us!"

When the words fell, those guests who came to denounce felt ashamed and echoed one by one.

Flames shot up from the tail of the scroll, slowly engulfing the entire scroll, burning into ashes, and drifting into the drizzle.

Yun Changyi, who was at the corner of the street, felt very disappointed, her nails were indignantly embedded in the cushion under her body, and she was reluctant to leave for a long time.

It was the maid beside her who persuaded her for a long time before she let the coachman drive the carriage back.

And her previous hunch was right, someone was indeed staring at her secretly.

Not long after her carriage left, a carved window in the alley was opened, and a woman wearing a black jacquard veil with some exotic style poked her head out, her eyes were far away.

"It turns out that the Anle county lord is still not giving up, and he is still unwilling to let go even now that he is in such a field."

A black-clothed guard beside her recalled: "That's right, master, last time, my subordinates followed orders to assassinate Prince Yu and Princess Yu in Weicheng, and County Lord Anle also dispatched her group of killers."

"It's just that her entire army was wiped out, and she was dragging us when she was about to die. That's why she avoided a disaster."

"Yeah." The woman nodded slightly, then turned to look at the plaque not far away, "I didn't pay attention to what I gained in Jinling City this time. I found that Feng Jing's granddaughter was far from what I remembered. Is it. Has time passed, people have changed, or is she just like this?"

After a long time in front of the gate of Lu Zhai, all the spectators dispersed.

After seeing the doctor and prescribing the medicine for the woman's son, Mulanyou packed up her things and got up in a hurry.

Seeing her anxious expression, Feng Xihe couldn't help but asked with concern: "Sister-in-law, it's so late, where are you going?"

Mulan frowned slightly, and said truthfully: "Go to the right minister's mansion, and see the young master who fell at the entrance of the medical hall last time."

"Since you already know that it's the son of Youxiang's family, do you still want to go?" Feng Xihe remembered the little baby, but if Youxiangfu still insisted on marrying his daughter to Gu Jincheng and leaning towards Gu Jincheng, she He didn't want Mulanyou to get too close to them.

Mulan sighed quietly: "After saving people to the end, the young master's illness has relapsed again. After I heal him, I won't step into the prime minister's house again."

"Sister-in-law, just be careful." Feng Xihe nodded slightly.

After Mulan left, Feng Xihe and the shopkeeper lifted the bead curtain and walked into the back hall.

On the sandalwood desk, there were a large number of rolled up calligraphy and paintings, and Xu Shaozu was waiting for her on the side of the desk.

"What are you going to do with these calligraphy and paintings?" Xu Shaozu wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He also discovered that there was something wrong with the pigments on the calligraphy and painting when many guests came to denounce them with calligraphy and painting. Therefore, when the shopkeeper and Feng Xihe were delaying time outside, he did not show up, but used the old batch Calligraphy and painting replaced the calligraphy and painting on the wall.

Therefore, when outsiders come in, all they see are calligraphy and paintings without any problems.

As for the person who sneaked away from the crowd, they arranged it themselves, in order to make people believe that someone was involved in this matter.

Feng Xihe's eyes darkened, and he spit out a few words lightly, "All of them are burnt, and the paints, pens, inks, papers and inkstones sent over from now on must be inspected first."

The shopkeeper and the staff nodded silently, and then, reluctantly threw all the calligraphy and paintings into the charcoal basin.

Feng Xihe was silent, and walked out from behind the bead curtain. It was not difficult for her to guess who ordered it.

She thought to herself, knowing this kind of paint, and how to add other things to the paint, in this era, there will be no third person except Yun Changyi and her.

The evening wind blew in from outside, making her shiver, and a chill crept up her spine.

Feng Xihe panicked inexplicably, thinking, if it was only Yun Changyi, she would definitely not have such a sense of fear.

"Xihe, what's wrong with you?" Qian Feifei asked suspiciously.

Feng Xihe shook his head slightly, suppressing the unprovoked fear.

At this time, a clear man's voice suddenly rang in her ears, which startled her again.

"Girl, are you really the master of the house?" The man in the black robe came into her line of sight with a servant at some point.

Feng Xi calmed down, and said calmly: "When the young master handed the calligraphy and painting to me just now, he already knew it. Why bother to ask now?"

The man's eyes were fixed, he took a step closer, and there was a smile on his lips, "That's right, but, not only did I not expose your little tricks and your identity, but I even helped you out, I don't know if the girl can What answer can I give?"

Feng Xihe smiled quietly: "Young Master, I have never made any promise to you. If you let go of it just now, I will not have any objections."

However, before she could finish her words, a fierce wind blew past her, and the man tore off her veil without any hassle.

"The girl's complexion did not disappoint me." The man picked up the veil and put it under the tip of his nose to sniff.

A sullen look appeared on Feng Xihe's face. Just now, she thought that this strange man was quite suitable for her eyes. As a result, now he showed the face of a disciple.

"Young master, I'm already married, please show some respect!"

Qian Feifei raised her eyebrows slightly, and also stood in front of Feng Xihe, "Master, you should go, go wherever you came from."

But the man said frankly: "It's just married, I don't mind."

As he said that, he took a few steps forward, his servant was a little confused, and hurriedly grabbed his robe corner.

"You don't mind, my king does!" A gust of cold wind hit, and several cold dark darts flew in front of the man, and the man flicked his sleeves to avoid the darts.

He also didn't get close to Feng Xihe, looked at Gu Shiyin who descended from the sky, then looked at Feng Xihe, and sighed: "So this girl is still Princess Yu, as expected, my vision is not bad."

Gu Shiyin's eyes were slightly turbulent, and in an instant, he had already joined hands with him.

Before Feng Xihe could react, he saw that both of them had disappeared.

(End of this chapter)