The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 10 The lingering ghost
Feng Qingyun nodded, with a sad expression on his face: "Wuxie, you have contradicted the prince in public today and made him lose face. I'm afraid he won't let it go."

Feng Qingyun only thought that Feng Wuxie was young and energetic, although he was happy for a while, but that Gong Tianshuo was not a good person at all, if he wanted Feng Wuxie's life, wouldn't it be a matter of moving his fingers?

As soon as the man left, his heart rose.

Seeing Feng Qingyun's expression, Feng Wuxie didn't know, since the matter has been done, there is no reason to turn back.

Even if she swallowed her anger and got divorced today, Gong Tianshuo would not make her feel better. Thinking back when Feng's family was still prosperous, Gong Tianshuo did a lot on the original owner in order to consolidate her position. Work hard.

Now that the Feng family is in decline, how can he let go of the humiliation of the past, not to mention that there is a sister with a vicious mind, Feng Zhirou, who is fueling the flames.

So no matter what Feng Wuxie did, it would not end well. What happened last night was a lesson.

Feng Wuxie had already thought through all these things in his mind, so he said to Feng Qingyun: "Third uncle, sometimes giving in will make others feel that there is an opportunity to take advantage of it. We can't be cowardly anymore."

The firmness in Feng Wuxie's eyes made Feng Qingyun lose his mind for a moment, why did he feel that this little niece's temper seemed to have changed a bit?
If she was really changed by this incident, that would be a good thing.

The Feng family has a successor.

Feng Wuxie briefly chatted with Feng Qingyun for a few more words, and then went back to the room to rest.

This body is very tired now, she needs a good night's sleep to recharge her spirits.

Even if there is something big, we have to wait until tomorrow.

The bright moon hangs high, and the shadows of the trees dance.

At this time, an uninvited guest came to the Feng family.

The black shadow was silent, standing on the roof of an attic like a ghost.

He was tall, and the dark lines on his brocade clothes slowly flowed under the night, exuding the aura of a strong man all over his body.

A pair of boots embroidered with golden dragon patterns appeared at the door, Ruyu's fingers gently pushed the door, and walked straight in.

Feng Wuxie quietly opened his eyes in the dark and then closed them again, calmly holding a few silver needles in his hand.

She was like a wild beast lurking in the dark, only waiting for the prey to approach and give him a fatal blow.

Heiying's footsteps were not deliberately quiet, as if he was familiar with the way back to his own home, and finally stood still in front of Feng Wuxie's bed.

It seems to be looking at it, and it seems to be waiting.

Feng Wuxie's eyes opened abruptly, and the silver needle in his hand was shot out immediately, and the silver needle hit the man in front of the bed with a cold light.

Whoosh...

The three silver needles were like bullets, and they shot straight into the man's eyes with fierce murderous intent.

The smile on the man's mouth gradually widened, and he pinched and raised his slender fingers, and the silver needle was caught by him and nailed to the pillar casually.

The black figure moved slightly, almost in the blink of an eye, and arrived at Feng Wuxie's bedside.

Tapping the woman's shoulder lightly with his finger, Feng Wuxie only felt his body go numb, and his whole body lost consciousness and couldn't move.

The man sat down in front of Feng Wuxie's bed leisurely and contentedly, he seemed to be in a good mood, he didn't care the slightest bit about the woman's killing of him.

"What a cruel heart."

As soon as the sound came out, Feng Wuxie immediately got goosebumps, and felt so sick that he wanted to vomit.

Now she is still maintaining the movement of turning around just now, and she can't see the man's face at all, but she has already guessed who it is from the voice.

"The ghosts linger." Feng Wuxie snorted coldly.

(End of this chapter)