As soon as Feng Zhengde heard that his only son was injured, his whole face turned gloomy and fierce, and he asked anxiously: "What's wrong with Zhuo'er?"
Shen Biyu lowered her head and lowered her eyebrows, biting her lip and crying, saying sadly: "Master, wuwu... Our Zhuo'er was almost stabbed to death by Feng Xi'er, a rebellious girl. She lost too much blood and is still unconscious now, wuwu, Zhuo'er... He's still a child, what did he do wrong..." He cried and turned to look at Feng Xi'er, and said miserably: "Why are you so cruel? Your own brother can do it, Zhuo'er. What did you do wrong that you want to treat him like this?"
Shen Biyu didn't give Feng Xi'er any chance to explain at all, and sentenced her to death in a series of words.
After listening to Shen Biyu's words, Feng Zhengde's face turned as black as ink, and his whole face was distorted, like a volcano erupting. This shows how much he dotes on Feng Zhuoer.
Xiaodou opened his mouth to defend Feng Xi'er and said anxiously: "No, sir, it was the fourth young master who stabbed our lady first, and then the lady..." Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Feng Zhengde.
Feng Zhengde shouted angrily: "Come here, pull down this disobedient servant." Two strong men stepped forward, one on each side, to hold Xiaotuo down.
"If you dare to touch my maid, I will die for you," Feng Xi'er shouted back equally loudly.
"You dare to threaten me?" Feng Zhengde gritted his teeth, and the fire in his eyes was about to burn Feng Xi'er to death.
"This is not a threat. I will keep my word. Even if I die, you won't be able to survive. Just wait until everyone is executed." Feng Xi'er stared at Feng Zhengde fearlessly.
"Bastard!" Feng Zhengde cursed angrily and slapped Feng Xi'er on the face with such force that it made a buzzing sound.
Feng Xi'er was extremely angry and glared at Feng Zhengde stubbornly.
"Miss..." Xiao Tudou's voice was pleading, and her eyes told Feng Xi'er not to talk back or show off.
Feng Xi'er knew that she was now weak and outnumbered, and could not fight back at all. What's more, Feng Zhengde had caught Xiaotuo. He grabbed her sore spot. Can't resist.
A gentleman has patience and tolerance, and sometimes you have to learn to lower your attitude as a human being. Feng Xi'er understood this truth, no longer angered Feng Zhengde, and said coldly and righteously for herself: "Whether you believe it or not, it was Feng Zhuoer who stabbed me first, and then I returned the sword when I was angry. You care about your son's life and death." , am I okay? If it weren’t for the Ninth Prince’s golden medicine, I would be lying in bed now and unable to get up.”
Feng Zhengde looked at Feng Xi'er questioningly for a while and said: "No matter what, you should not stab your brother. You know, Zhuo'er is the only male in our Feng Mansion. If you kill him... you, your name is How can dad explain to our ancestors?"
"If dad were stabbed by your brother, you wouldn't say this." Feng Xi'er couldn't help but feel chilled. Anyway, in Feng Zhengde's eyes, everything Shen Biyu's three children did was right. She, Feng Xi'er, My son just wants to tolerate everything about them.
Regardless of the uncle's tolerance, she, Feng Xi'er, is not that great.
"You...you still don't know your mistake?" Feng Zhengde raised his hand to slap Feng Xi'er again, but Feng Xi'er dodged, feeling dejected, and said coldly: "What's wrong with me protecting myself? Anyway, dad I'm old and confused, Feng Zhuoer is right even if he kills someone, what else can I say?"
"Rebellious girl, you rebellious girl..." Feng Zhengde gasped and shouted to his servants: "Follow the family law, I will teach this rebellious girl a lesson today."
Shen Biyu diligently handed the long whip in her hand to Feng Zhengde, fanning the flames and saying, "Master, you must teach this young lady a lesson, otherwise where will the majesty of our Prime Minister's Mansion go?"
"No, sir, the lady is still injured. The injured arm is not fully healed yet. She was stabbed in the chest again. We can't deal with it any more. Sir, please be merciful and let the lady go." The man who was being pulled Xiaodou kept crying and pleading for Feng Xi'er.
"Tudou, don't ask him, just keep your integrity and I'll be fine." Feng Xi'er was always stubborn and never bowed her head. She could lower her posture, but she would never ruin her dignity.
Tudou's words made Feng Zhengde scruple. Feng Zhengde saw blood seeping out of a large piece of clothes on Feng Xi'er's chest. In addition, he was almost broken due to an assassination. If he was whipped again, his delicate body might not be able to bear it.
Feng Xi'er was excited, yelled, struggled, and pulled at the wound. The wound that had been bandaged not long ago split open again. At this moment, her face was pale, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead in pain.
What Feng Xi'er was more worried about was the injury on Xiaodou's back. Shen Biyu's whip just now was so powerful. The whip itself was long and big and had serious lethality. Xiaodou was thin and weak. If not treated in time, he might die. Very torturous.
After thinking about it again and again, Feng Zhengde said: "The state has national laws, and families have family rules. If you do something wrong, you will be punished. I think it will hurt you. You will enter the palace again soon. Go kneel in front of the ancestral hall and wait for your brother to wake up." Now, you can get up. Don't try to sneak back to your room. I will send someone to guard you. Lead the eldest lady to kneel down."
The two strong men holding Feng Xi'er were about to drag Feng Xi'er away. Feng Xi'er said to Feng Zhengde seriously: "Let my maid go. If anyone dares to touch my maid, I will die in front of dad." If you don’t want the emperor to blame you, you’d better remember my words. You also know that I will definitely do what I say.”
Feng Zhengde winked, and the strong man let go of Little Potato.
Xiaodou gave Feng Xi'er a look, silently telling her that she must live well.
As you treat others, others will treat you.
Xiaotuo was moved, how lucky he was to be so favored by the lady. All loyalty is worth it.
Feng Xi'er took out the golden medicine and handed it to Xiaodou, then walked towards the ancestral hall.
Xiaodou looked at Feng Xi'er's back, then looked at the medicine in her hand, and couldn't stop crying.
After the noise, there was silence. In the large and vast ancestral hall, Shen Biyu sat on a wooden chair, drinking tea slowly, and sometimes looking at Feng Xi'er kneeling behind the threshold with a smile.
He said sarcastically: "Why doesn't my Zhuo'er wake up? Seeing Xi'er kneeling here, I feel heartbroken." From Feng Xi'er kneeling here, Shen Biyu was sitting in the ancestral hall and saying all kinds of sarcastic words.
Feng Xi'er is not a fool. Feng Zhuo'er is a martial arts practitioner and is fierce and strong. The sword of Feng Xi'er did not penetrate deeply and was not enough to cause serious injury. What's more, Feng Zhuo'er has good skills and that sword was nothing. He was unconscious. Xing Xing just wanted to put all the blame on her, and Feng Zhuoer not only had no responsibility, but also became a victim, making Feng Zhengde love him even more.
"If you keep talking, your precious son really won't be able to wake up," Feng Xi'er sarcastically replied.
Shen Biyu put down the tea cup, stood up from the chair, walked to Feng Xi'er, looked down at Feng Xi'er, then squatted down again, hooked Feng Xi'er's chin, and forced Feng Xi'er to look at her .
"If I, Zhuo'er, can't wake up, you, Feng Xi'er, won't be able to live either." Shen Biyu said in Feng Xi'er's tone. She dug her fingernails into Feng Xi'er's cheeks. The nails were sharp and long. Xi'er's skin was so thin and tender that blood marks were left in an instant.