Be good, call me uncle

Chapter 1262 That strange silk

After Mrs. Chu called her chief attendant to take care of Mr. Feng, she and Lu Yi left the courtyard together.

Passing by those fresh pear trees, she was a little startled, but she didn't dare to look at them for fear of reminding the Prime Minister that there were things related to Xiao Qian here.

If the pear tree cannot be saved, then there will really be nothing left.

Mr. Feng, who was knocked unconscious by Lu Yi's Ma Fei Powder, woke up not long after.

Because his hands and feet were not restrained, he seemed to have lost his previous madness.

Facing Chang Sui's concerned eyes, he spoke in such a weak voice: "What's wrong with me?"

Chang Sui did not dare to mention his appearance just now, and whispered: "Nothing happened to Mr. Xiang, but he was a little excited just now. Now that you have woken up, I am very happy."

Mr. Feng asked hoarsely: "I...was it serious just now?"

Chang Sui hesitated for a while before nodding: "Master Xiang, you no longer recognize people..."

Mr. Feng rubbed his brows, opened his eyes and looked around. He asked doubtfully: "Where is Madam's portrait? Where is the madder placed by the window? Where is the peace charm that Madam hung on the tent herself? Why is the true appearance not wearing Madam's clothes?" The clothes you made for me with your own hands?"

Chang Sui raised his sleeves and wiped the corners of his eyes: "Master Xiang, those, those were all smashed by you."

"How could it be?" Mr. Feng struggled to get up, his expression was so unbelievable, "What is the real situation and how can you let it go?"

Chang Sui said cautiously: "Almost everything about this family and Madam has been destroyed by you...by you."

"Help me up!" Mr. Feng wanted to get out of bed in a panic.

Chang Sui didn't dare to disobey and quickly held his arm.

However, when he was awake, he was so weak that he could not even stand firmly.

But he still wanted to go out, dragging his body that seemed to have been hollowed out from the inside, and walked out desperately.

Chang Sui tried his best to hold him up and helped him stagger to the yard.

Mr. Feng stood still, looking at the pear trees in the yard, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, our love tree is still there."

Xiao Qian likes pear blossoms, because spring with pear blossoms is the most beautiful, and she likes the petals as white as snow.

So they planted pear trees together and agreed to watch the pear blossoms bloom and fall every spring and say to each other, "Spring is good, and so are you."

In this way, they lived another year of happiness.

Mr. Feng stretched out his hand to caress the pear trees, but suddenly he couldn't stop coughing.

The Changsui hurriedly gathered around him and patted him on the back, but he coughed and vomited a large mouthful of blood.

"Father!"

Wen Yin ran over in panic and caught the blood with a handkerchief.

Just one glance made her face turn pale with fright.

"Father! How are you?"

"Quick! Go and ask for Mr. Baili!"

Chang Sui panicked and ran out staggeringly.

Wen Yin cried: "Father, please don't scare me. How are you?"

Mr. Feng covered his chest/mouth, as if he was in great pain.

The pain made his face contort and convulse.

His disheveled hair covered his face, and his ferocious expression was hidden in the shadows.

He covered his chest and knelt down on one knee.

It looked like there was a fierce struggle inside.

At this time, another low laugh came: "Oh, the trapped beast is still fighting, stop struggling to the death."

Mr. Feng looked around and saw no one except Wen Yin who was at a loss.

But the sound penetrated his ears all-pervasively.

"Do you know what Chu Xiaoqian is doing? She is making soup for another man. She has forgotten about you a long time ago."

Mr. Feng’s eyes were splitting: “Shut up! Stop talking nonsense!”

Wen Yin stepped forward to help him: "Father! Who are you talking to? Don't scare me!"

Mr. Feng pushed Wen Yin away violently again.

He looked around for the source of the sound, but found nothing.

The voice sounded again: "Am I talking nonsense? Don't you think so too? Otherwise, how could you destroy things about her with your own hands?"

Mr. Feng retorted loudly: "I didn't!"

The voice was like a ghost, lingering everywhere: "No? Haha... If you say no, then there is no!" Mr. Feng covered his ears and squatted on the ground: "You hurt me! I didn't!"

The voice was close at hand, ringing in my ears, but it was erratic: "You are afraid... because you always know in your heart that Chu Xiaoqian does not love you, but only relies on the care you give her."

"Now there is another man taking care of her, and she no longer has you in her heart, because you are just a bad old man who has grown old, and your brother, he has the art of looking good. He is younger than you and more handsome than you were in your prime. Yi."

"Whatever you can give to Chu Xiaoqian, he can also give. What you can't give, he can also give... You can't protect me, you can't protect all the women you love."

"Suyun is gone...Xiaoqian is gone too...you have nothing...hahaha..."

Mr. Feng huddled up and shivered, as if he wanted to block the intrusion of the sound in this way: "You are talking nonsense! I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

The voice is still lingering: "No, you are deceiving yourself. In fact, you believe it. Not only do you believe it, you also believe it deeply."

"It's just a woman. If she's gone, she's gone. Why bother hurting your heart and lungs because of her? Give up resistance, otherwise you will die of heart failure."

Mr. Feng shook his head violently: "I don't! I don't want it!"

Wen Yin knelt beside her and protected him tightly: "Father, it's okay, it's okay, I'm... I'm here."

He pushed Wen Yin away and shouted viciously: "Go away!"

Along with Wen Yin's voice, those evil words rang in her ears again.

"Oh, if you die, your brother will be better off. Do you really want to do this? If you die, you will have nothing..."

"As long as you obey me, you will no longer suffer. There is nothing in this world that you can't get. It's just Chu Xiaoqian, just take it back."

"Come, destroy these pear trees, and let the last trace of useless softness in your heart disappear..."

Mr. Feng suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the branches of the pear tree fiercely.

He seemed to be out of control. When he realized what he was doing, he struggled violently: "No...can't...no!"

"Crack!"

The pear tree was still broken.

It was as if the last straw had been broken.

Mr. Feng's bloodshot eyes were completely red at this moment.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

He held the broken branch and laughed wildly.

But he, who was originally weak, seemed to have taken some magic medicine and stood up now.

The wind was blowing, blowing his disheveled hair.

At this moment, it seemed like the devil had arrived.

Wen Yin fell to the ground, stunned.

But suddenly, Mr. Feng grabbed Wen Yin's neck, and then wrapped his hand around her.

Mr. Feng seemed to have pinched something, and blood instantly overflowed from his palm.

The blood flowed for a short distance along a silk thread that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and dripped down.

"boom!"

A man was thrown out.

It was Zero. He raised his sword and pressed it against the man's neck.

As soon as the man moved his fingers, Wen Yin pulled out the hairpin from her hair and pointed it at Mr. Feng's chest, as if she had been instructed.

"Push!"

The man's hand was cut off, and Wen Yin fainted in Mr. Feng's arms.

The man screamed and seemed to want to bite out the poison in his mouth, but Ling Yan's quick hands knocked him unconscious first.

Ling asked: "Master Xiang, are you okay?"

Mr. Feng changed his frantic state and patted Wen Yin's cheek gently. Seeing that Wen Yin was deeply asleep, he picked up the silk thread connecting Wen Yin's neck and looked at it, but then he pulled the severed hand over. .

"Only this one person?" Mr. Feng asked.

Ling replied: "There are five of them, and the rest Duke Yue and Mr. Baili have already gone after them."

Mr. Feng flicked his sleeves and spit out the blood in his mouth: "It's a pity that after such a scene, five people were caught."

Zero said respectfully: "I have buried the clues for so long. At least I have some clues. It is not without harvest. As long as you grasp the corners and follow the clues, you will naturally find out the mastermind behind it."

Mr. Feng helped Wen Yin sit down on the chair, and then playfully removed the man's face, his eyes suddenly narrowed: "Why is he a monk?"

(End of this chapter)