Feng Qingchen looked at Qin Xiang quietly and listened to her telling this past. She became more and more curious about her grandmother who had no impression of her. The unparalleled figure in her grandfather's mouth appeared in her mind. She couldn't help but feel pain in her heart and bleeding a little flushed on her face.

But when she heard behind her, she was stunned!

Dead? The gorgeous woman in grandpa's mouth died inexplicably, and she didn't even see the shadow of the murderer? Anger arose in her heart, biting her lower lip to hold back all kinds of questions in her heart, because she knew that her grandpa had not finished speaking, and what was next was the focus, the real focus related to her and that piece of iron wood.

"The second month after your grandmother passed away, I found a locked iron box in our room. I used a lot of effort to open the box. There was a booklet inside. It was the account book of your grandfather Feng Ziyue and the Shadow Building that year who bought murders the royal descendants and plotted against my Qin family. At that time, the emperor and I were troubled by the frequent murder of descendants in the family. But I was furious and almost handed the book book to the emperor to destroy the Feng family. At this moment, an old man in black appeared. He stopped me from attacking the Feng family and handed me a letter from your grandmother. It was because of this that he learned that someone was deliberately framed your grandfather's affairs. All he wanted was to use a knife to kill people to get rid of the Feng family. In the letter, your grandmother asked me to use a trick to attack the Feng family and lure the mastermind behind the scenes out."

Speaking of this, Qin Xiang stopped and did not continue to speak. Instead, he stared at Feng Qingchen with his vicissitudes of eyes, as if asking her for her opinion, and his voice choked, "Do you still want to continue listening? What happened next may make you hate me, but it can also resolve the doubts in your heart."

Feng Qingchen nodded without hesitation, saying that he wanted to continue listening. No one knew better than her that he could not hate his grandfather. He was her most respected elder and her most respected grandfather. The word hatred would never be used on him.

Seeing her making a choice without hesitation, a feeling of relief flashed in Qin Xiang's eyes, and then continued, "I believe in your grandmother's wisdom, so I used the method she left behind and came to the door to confront your grandfather. She couldn't stop and fought hard, and finally both sides suffered a loss. In this way, the relationship between our two families was really broken. I also forced your mother to make a choice between the Feng family and the Qin family. She was just pregnant with your younger brother at that time, but she tried every means to dissuade the conflict between the two families. However, we had plans at that time, so I forced her to choose between the two families. She kowtowed three times in front of me with tears and left. I knew her choice. This was to act in a play to attract the mastermind behind the scenes. Who knew that, it suddenly changed halfway through our plan..."

Feng Qingchen felt that a strong hatred emanating from Qin Xiang. She remained silent and waited for him to tell her what happened. She knew that something must have happened back then, but she didn't expect that the inside story was so complicated. The most incredible thing was that the leader of all this was actually a dead grandmother!

Just as Feng Qingchen was about to listen to Qin Xiang finish the story quietly, a "tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk

"Chen'er, it's getting late, so you go back first!" Qin Xiang's face suddenly changed. He looked up at Feng Qingchen, who was full of confusion. "Everyone has his own responsibility and mission, and it is destined that you can't escape. Chen'er, you are a smart child. Don't try to escape, it's useless."

Hearing this, Feng Qingchen frowned in an instant, as if he had not yet come back to his senses from the change in the gap between Qin Xiang and the other side. Until he sighed in a low voice and nodded in response to his grandfather's turbid eyes with expectations.

"Grandpa, what you said... well, grandpa, don't forget the best jade bracelet you promised to give me. Then Chen'er will go back to the house first." Feng Qingchen, who was about to ask, saw Qin Xiang's frown brows and anxious eyes, as smart as she immediately thought of something, hid the Tieteng wooden sign under her sleeve without any trace, changed the subject, and said in line with Qin Xiang's words and turned around and left.

When she opened the door, she smiled at Qin Feng at the door, and saw Li Mu, who had been a tentative accountant in the Qin Mansion for many years, was standing in the yard under the stairs. When she saw Li Mu, Feng Qingchen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Grandpa's sudden change just now was that Li Mu, who had not yet stepped onto the steps and stood in front of Feng Qingchen, thought he would definitely not be an ordinary tentative accountant.

This person is so dangerous! Feng Qingchen said to himself in his heart when he saw that he had a smile on his face, but he had a chilling expression.

Feng Qingchen did not gain anything in this trip. At least she learned who the jade sign was once the owner, and she also knew that she was the real owner of this Tieteng Wood sign, but... why did it hand it to herself through Baiyu's hand?

Although she had not finished listening to the story and did not know what happened after that incident, she received the most important message that the incident had a great connection with her dead grandmother, and she even dominated it. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in her heart. How much wisdom and means does it take to still manipulate all this after death!

Thinking of the grandmother with a blurry memory, a chill rose in Feng Qingchen's heart, and a few faint lights flashed in his deep eyes.

——Does responsibility and mission? Can’t you escape?

Feng Qingchen's mouth slightly raised and raised a faint curve. The hand holding the Ietengmu sign in his hand was very tightly pinched. A sarcasm flashed in his eyes. The red lips slightly opened and murmured to himself, "Can't you really escape?"

At the same time, in a village outside the city, two figures stood beside the cool and transparent lake, one was frosty in white and the other was luxurious in purple. In this cold winter, they were all wearing extremely thin clothes, standing by the howling lake with cold wind, allowing the biting cold wind to blow on their bodies without knowing it.

"How? Can you find that thing here?" The purple-clothed boy looked like a sword, his eyes were like stars, and his face was as sharp as a sharp edge. He stood there like that, like a general who had killed countless enemies on the battlefield, and his body was full of blood and fighting with might.
Chapter completed!