They all rushed to put out the fire.
The three servant girls who followed Feng Chuge were no exception...
Feng Chuge didn't go out, but leaned on the bed, waiting quietly for something.
Outside, a figure suddenly passed by.
The figure of the person coming was very fast, with just a slight flash, taking advantage of the trend, a thick fog was shot into the window from the edge of the window.
Feng Chuge leaned on the bed, after finding out what the dense fog was, she pursed her lips lightly.
"Such a simple psychedelic drug, you want to use it against me? Girl, I stopped using this drug four years ago!!"
She didn't react any other way, she just followed her plan and passed out.
The people outside the house finally felt that the time was almost up, pushed the door in, set up Feng Chuge, passed through the air, and went to a place...
In a room in the main courtyard of the Feng family, Feng Chuge fainted on a chair, Feng Qianxue looked at the person on the chair and sneered.
"Feng Chuge, Feng Chuge... Look, in the end, don't you still have to marry that idiot? Trash is trash... Other than this, what value do you have?"
"However, Feng Chuge, don't worry, I will make you beautiful today. After the big wedding tonight, you will be greeted by a dead husband. You can continue to live with your corpse..."
Thinking of Feng Chuge's miserable days in the future, Feng Qianxue felt more and more at ease in her heart.
She opened the rouge and was about to put makeup on Feng Chuge, but she didn't notice the person on the chair frowning slightly.
Feng Chuge suddenly opened his eyes, and there were a few traces of cold light in those deep eyes.
With a leap, she got up from the yard and slashed at Feng Qianxue with a knife in her hand, knocking Feng Qianxue to the ground.
Standing up, Feng Chuge looked at the person who fell on the ground and clapped his hands—
"Feng Qianxue, if you don't try such a scheme yourself, you will be at a loss."
Feng Chuge took out a pill from his bosom, and threw it directly into Feng Qianxue's mouth.
After she finished, she clapped her hands again, outside, Zi Lan and Bi Luo pushed the door open and entered.
"Both of you, put on some pretty makeup for her...preferably, makeup that can scare people to death in the middle of the night..."
Zilan and Biluo got orders, one put on a bright red wedding gown for Feng Qianxue, and the other was in charge of putting on makeup for Feng Qianxue.
In less than half a stick of incense, everything is done...
After everything was finished, Feng Chuge and his party left here straight away, leaving only the woman in a bright red wedding gown leaning on a chair beside her, without any movement.
The next day, the sky is about to light up.
Feng Zhaoyang came forward with two servants, and lifted the people in this room onto the sedan chair, without even glancing at the face under the veil during the whole process.
It's not that Feng Chaoyang didn't want to watch it, but he didn't dare to watch it.
He was afraid that when he saw Feng Chuge's face again, he would think of Feng Chuge's ruthlessness, and then he would think about Feng Chuge's revenge in the future.
In the end, the person in the red wedding gown was carried onto the sedan chair and headed for Yun's house.
After the sedan chair left, a group of people in Feng's house were still blowing their trumpets and suonas.
Looking at these, Feng Zhaoyang was in a good mood.
Calculating the time, the sedan chair should have arrived at Yun's house by now.
"Patriarch Feng is really in a good mood to marry his daughter today, but unfortunately I was snoozing for a while, so I couldn't catch up with the excitement." Just when Feng Chaoyang was secretly complacent, a clear voice suddenly sounded behind him.
Following the sound of that voice, all the smiles on Feng Zhaoyang's face froze.