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

Chapter 285 Sending You On Your Way
The fire on the firewood pile became more and more intense, swallowing flames.

The anger of the clansmen was soaring, and they all shouted that they wanted to burn the saint to death.

Feng Xihe never paid attention to Gu Jincheng's eyes.

Baiyin walked to her side, leaned over slightly, and said softly, "Saint, isn't the scent on the neon clothes you are wearing today very strong?"

He lowered his head a little more, only to feel that the fragrance on the neon clothes smelled particularly comfortable.

Feng Xihe raised his head in fear, and said in a trembling voice, "What do you add to the spices you use to smoke neon clothes?"

Baiyin laughed and said: "It's just something to send you on your way. You can only blame yourself. If you had promulgated the oracle earlier to let the clansmen surrender to the fourth prince, wouldn't there be so many troubles?"

"It's too late for you to regret it now."

"Second brother, what nonsense you are talking to this unfaithful woman, we burn her to death as soon as possible, which can be regarded as an explanation to the gods!" The other sons of the patriarch couldn't wait.

Baiyin raised his eyebrows, turned sideways, and asked the clansmen to throw Feng Xihe onto the pile of firewood.

Rong Yan pursed her lips, staring straight at Feng Xihe, wanting to see the fate of that once high-ranking saint.

At this time, Feng Junyi ran over with a sword and stood in front of Feng Xihe.

"You can't burn her to death!" A small face was full of color.

Baiyin looked at him as if he was watching a joke, "This warrior, the saint has violated a taboo and offended the gods, and should be punished."

"I think you are young and saved our tribe, so I don't care about you for the time being, but if you insist on going your own way, don't blame us for being rude to you in order to appease the anger of God."

"The holy lady did not break any taboos!" Feng Junyi said resolutely.

After Rong Yan heard this, she couldn't help but sneered, "Why didn't you break the taboo? So many of us have seen her miscarriage, you can't say it was a child given to her by nerves, can you?"

When a group of people were arguing, the patriarch's figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.

"What are you bothering about? What has become of a good sacrifice!" After a few days, the patriarch has almost recovered, and the peculiar smell on his body is also indistinguishable.

He frowned, brushed away Feng Xi and all the clansmen who surrounded him, and asked with concern: "Saint, with me here, you can tell me what grievances you have."

"Those who disrespect you will be punished."

With tears in their eyes, Feng Xi and Shui said in detail: "Patriarch, the second son thinks that I am not chaste, but I have served the gods for so many years, how can I break the taboo."

Baiyin's complexion changed, he frowned, pointed at the bloodstains on the ground and the corpse of the Zilang bird, and accused, "If you didn't break the taboo, how could you have a miscarriage?"

Feng Xihe turned his eyes to look, and met Baiyin's cannibalistic gaze without fear.

"With just a pool of blood, how can we be sure that this is a sign of miscarriage!"

"Also, there are many possibilities for the death of the Zilang bird."

"Second Young Master is so anxious to let the people burn me to death, is he trying to cover up something?"

After saying that, Baiyin's face turned dark.

Gu Jincheng's eyes darkened, why did he feel that something was wrong.

With Qian Yun's support, Feng Xihe got up slowly, and said to the patriarch: "Please let me change the neon clothes first, and the matter will naturally become clear."

The patriarch nodded slightly, and Feng Xihe went into the hall to change clothes.

Not long after, the gate of the Goddess Hall was opened again, and Feng Xihe silently appeared in front of everyone.

Ah Ling came over with the replaced neon dress in her hands, and turned it over.

I saw that the interlayer of the neon clothes had been torn apart, exposing densely packed fine needles.

Wearing it, it's no wonder you don't get tied up like a hedgehog.

"Patriarch, please look, I never expected that someone would use such a sinister trick to ruin the saint's reputation!"

Feng Junyi's eyes were like sharp knives, and he shot at Baiyin and Song Yan, "Second Young Master, just now, you and this girl insisted that the saint was a miscarriage. Could it be that you guys did this dirty trick?"

Baiyin's complexion was already very ugly, he sniffed carefully with his nose, trying to catch a hint of musk from the fragrance from the neon clothes.

He remembered that people only added musk to the spices used to smoke neon clothes, and did not add needles to the interlayer.

"It's the sign just now, it's too much like a miscarriage, we can't blame us for misunderstanding!" Baiyin hurriedly explained, and he pointed to Rong Yan and said: "Also, it was this woman who first said that she had a miscarriage."

"I..." Rong Yan's face was pale and anxious.

Feng Junyi said coldly: "But the Second Young Master didn't even invite a witch doctor, and didn't give the saint a chance to defend herself, so he wanted to burn her to death."

"Besides, not everyone can touch the saint's clothes. How did this woman tamper with the clothes?"

"May I think that, second son, you colluded with her to harm the saint!"

"You have no evidence!" Baiyin yelled violently, and all the clansmen fell silent.

After a while, Feng Xihe walked slowly in front of Feng Junyi, and said politely: "This warrior, thank you for coming out and proving my innocence. However, since I am a saint of the clan, I must be worthy of the gods in everything."

"Second Young Master and the others don't have any evidence. It doesn't matter if I have a miscarriage. But I don't have any evidence, so I can't speculate that he colluded with Miss Rong."

When the clansmen heard the words, thinking of what they had done just now, they couldn't help feeling a little more guilty towards her.

After a while, the patriarch's gaze gradually became darker, and he shouted angrily: "Go to the tents of the Second Young Master and Miss Rong to search! If the Second Young Master does not admit it, I don't believe that no evidence can be found!"

After all, several clansmen had already moved to Baiyin and Rong Yan's tent, but it was too late for Baiyin to stop them.

"Father!" Baiyin shouted dissatisfied.

"Shut up! Let's see what good things you have done. If I hadn't arrived in time, there would have been a big mess, and some people with evil intentions would have succeeded!" The patriarch's eyes locked on Baiyin.

Baiyin lowered her head guiltyly, the other sons, Gu Jincheng and Mrs. Yu were all taken aback, obviously understanding that the patriarch was implying that they had evil intentions.

Not long after, some clansmen who went to search ran back. They covered their noses and carried some stinky cloaks. One was full of patches, and the other was made of shiny sable fur.

"Patriarch, apart from these two cloaks that smell like foxes, we didn't find any other strange things in the tents of Second Young Master and Miss Rong."

Baiyin felt uneasy, that night, when he came back from the patriarch's tent, he took off the cloak and put it in a corner.

Then, he went to Gu Jincheng's place a few times, but he didn't come back much, so he forgot to throw it away.

Rong Yan's heart beat faster. Although she came back from the Baiyin tent that night with the smell of foxes on her body, she hated the shabby clothes, but she didn't have a few clothes to keep out of the cold, so she was reluctant to throw them away.

And she, a rich lady, couldn't do the laundry, so she simply put it to the side, hoping to wait for the smell to dissipate by itself.

Baiyin glared at Rong Yan viciously, and hinted, it's all your fault!

The patriarch threw the cloak on Baiyin, furious, "Look, what else do you have to say!"

Smelling the smelly cloak, Baiyin's thoughts changed sharply, and then he decided to tell the whole story.

Telling the truth clearly, saying that you just want to expose that the saint is pregnant, is better than deliberately framing the saint and ruining the saint.

"Father, it's like this. That night, Miss Rong came to me with a bag of medicinal residues. She said that she was new here, and the girl who served the saint secretly went to Xuegou to dump the medicinal residues."

"I was nervous. I was afraid that the saint would suffer from some kind of disease, so I asked the witch doctor to check it. After finding out that it was an anti-natal drug, I felt that the saint was too confused and committed a big taboo. Then, I wanted to let people put it on the neon clothes. Smoked musk, and publicly exposed the truth about the saint's pregnancy."

"Other than that, I never added stitches to the interlayer of the neon clothes."

In any case, the fact that the saint is pregnant should not be faked.

Unexpectedly, after he finished speaking, Feng Xihe said in confusion: "I have never taken anti-fetal drugs, how could the second son say such a thing."

Baiyin raised her eyelids abruptly, seeing Feng Xihe was very calm, and she was curious about how she was talking nonsense with her eyes open.

Feng Xihe sighed, and said very sadly: "I just refused to issue an oracle to let the Rizhao people submit to that Prince Yuwen, how could I know that the second son's resentment towards me would be so deep."

"But the Rizhao clan is a pure land like a paradise. How can they sell it as soon as they say it?"

As soon as the words fell, the people of the clan immediately boiled over. Their second son actually wanted to sell the entire Rizhao clan to Yu Wenjin, but their saintess refused to do so.

No wonder Baiyin is aggressive towards the saint today.

After a while, a few members of the clan came out, looked at Rong Yan, and recalled hesitantly: "Patriarch, one night a few days ago, when we came back from packing firewood, we seemed to have indeed seen Miss Rong sneaking behind the Goddess Hall. snow ditch."

"Also, a man in a black cloak also went to Xuegou, and then he broke into the Temple of the Goddess to threaten the Holy Maiden."

As they said that, they pointed to Gu Jincheng, "The profile of that man is somewhat similar to this young man."

Gu Jincheng's eyes froze, and Baiyin and Rong Yan's bodies trembled.

Feng Xihe's eyes were already a little broken, "What they said is not wrong. That young master did break into the Goddess Palace that night, threatening and luring me. However, in order not to arouse everyone's panic, I did not Say it."

"Unexpectedly, threats and intimidation failed, and this son gave Miss Rong the dregs of the anti-fetal medicine. They actually colluded to frame me as infidelity, destroy me, and hand over the entire Rizhao clan!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Baiyin frowned, and he suddenly felt that he had underestimated his opponent.

The woman in front of him is not as simple as he imagined, she has taken everything into account from the very beginning.

Therefore, this woman is definitely not the saint of the Rizhao tribe.

"You are not a saint!" Thinking this way, he also shouted out.

However, most of the clansmen no longer believed what he said, and the brothers who were friends with him, as well as the clansmen who obeyed his orders, did not dare to speak out at this juncture.

Feng Xihe sighed sadly, "Second Young Master, you are talking nonsense again. The Rizhao Clan is your mother clan after all. Do you have to see it die like the Yuezhao Clan back then to be happy?"

The patriarch's face was covered with a thin layer of frost. He held his chest and gasped for breath.

"what--"

A scream made everyone tremble all over.

Before everyone could react, the patriarch quickly pulled out a gleaming silver saber from the waist of a warrior in the clan, and stabbed it into Baiyin's heart.

(End of this chapter)