phoenix returns to the world

Chapter 14
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"Don't come here——, please give me a few days of grace, I will definitely pay back the money, the money is too little, please pay me—" Feng Ajiao looked at the head of the usury in front of her, begging in a low voice, all Blame her for being greedy for money for a while, she got jealous in gambling in the casino, and borrowed 50 usury, but lost all of it, and was caught by the creditor in the casino, forcing her to pay back the money, or let her go to the nightclub to be a chicken to pay back the money .

"Jiao'er, Jiao'er, wake up, wake up—" The lady immediately stood up from the bed and wiped off the cold sweat with a towel.

Feng Ajiao started to have a fever after being frightened by the snow wolf in Zhuyuan, and she started to have a fever after being carried back to Tianjiao Pavilion. After asking a doctor to look at it, she was still unconscious, her forehead was always hot, and she kept babbling in her sleep.

The eldest lady, Mrs. Chen, has been guarding Feng Ajiao's bedside since she came back from Zhuyuan. Looking at the pale face of Feng Ajiao, whom she loved since she was a child, she will be so frightened even in her sleep. Her hatred for Zhuyuan Added a few points.

Those shrewd eyes that have been accumulated over the years are full of hatred. She can't wait to lie on Feng Nishang's skin, convulse her tendons, and drink her blood. But the face still showed traces of aging, a pair of hands smeared with Dan Kou, tightly clenched into fists, and the slightly pointed nails dug deep into the flesh, revealing groups of bluish-white marks, which were never noticed.

Chen's eyes became darker and darker, and a certain idea suddenly came to his mind, and he became vicious.

On the second day, the sky was cloudless and there was a cool breeze blowing through the bamboo forest.

"Miss, we are not allowed to leave the mansion. What if the master finds out about this?" Ruo'er stood in the wing room and looked at Feng Nishang dressed in men's attire. The long splash-dyed hair was tied high on the top of the head by a wooden hairpin, turning into a handsome boy.

"Shut up and call me young master." Feng Nishang stopped Ruo'er from tormenting her and stopped her.

"Xiaobai, guard the bamboo garden, and no strangers are allowed to enter," Feng Nishang arranged for Xiaobai to guard the gate of the bamboo garden to prevent anyone from discovering that she was not in the mansion.

With a creak, at the back door of Zhuyuan, a man in green clothes pushed open an old wooden door and walked out. After carefully observing the outside and finding nothing, he quickly walked out, followed by Ruoer dressed as a servant.

At first glance, although the man in Tsing Yi has a slender figure, his demeanor is lifelike. However, if you look closely, you can see the delicacy between his brows.

Feng Nishang came to the busy street along the secluded alley, thinking about the memories from the previous life, looking at the bustling market, and said to Ruo'er behind her, "Guo'er, go and buy me some needles and threads, I'll go Find someone, and meet in Yumantang in two hours."

"Okay," Ruo'er turned around and walked towards the embroidered family in the east of the city, but Feng Nishang walked straight forward, now she didn't want Ruo'er to know something, for fear that she would be hurt.

I remember that in the previous life, because of Ruoer's sincerity to her, after she and Jun Haoyu got married, the eldest lady gave it to a 70-year-old member. , was tortured to death.

Thinking of Feng Muqing's indifference and the conspiracy in the mansion, Feng Nishang couldn't help saying to herself, she must become stronger and stronger, and protect the relatives around her.

When she came to the ruined temple in the south of the city, Feng Nishang's eyes narrowed slightly, and she listened carefully. There were faint sounds of swords and swords fighting not far away. Not only did she not stop, she still walked forward quickly.

In the ruined temple, a group of men in black were surrounding a man covered in blood. His white clothes were torn, and many places were soaked in bright red blood. His face was very pale. His steps were a little messy. Unable to resist the attack of a group of men in black, he tended to lose the wind. Unexpectedly, at this time, a masked man was holding a knife and slashing at the man in white from behind.

In an instant, Feng Nishang stepped forward, using her body to meet the sharp sword that was stabbing at the man.

(End of this chapter)