Chapter 2097 Did my father not want me? Want to drive me away?
A hint of panic flashed in Feng Ruoxin's eyes, which were originally stained with anger.
She stood upright and uneasy: "I'm sorry, my father, my mother scared me. I didn't mean to push her."
After saying that, Feng Ruoxin stepped forward and wanted to help Mrs. Feng up.
Lord Feng said coldly: "You don't need you!"
He personally helped Mrs. Feng up and asked in a worried tone: "Madam is okay, are you?"
Mrs. Feng shook her head.
Her eyes were filled with anxiety about her children.
"My husband, please advise Yu'er that she can't wear that sachet, she will have rashes!"
Mrs. Feng gestured with both hands to the size of a baby.
She was almost crying: "When she was so young, she almost died because of the sachet I wore."
"At that time, I hugged her around for medical treatment, and finally rescued her. Everyone said that she would have good luck if she survived the disaster."
"But she is going to use a sachet again now. My husband, please persuade her, the child will not listen to me."
Lord Feng calmly comforted him.
"Okay, okay, madam, don't worry, I will definitely cheer up Yu'er. Come and send her back to her room to rest first."
Mrs. Feng left with the help of two maids. She might be worried about Feng Ruoxin and looked back from time to time.
When she left, Master Feng said coldly: "Go to the ancestral hall and say."
Feng Ruoxin was nervous and followed Lord Feng, with thunder rumbling above his head and the summer rain was shaking.
In the ancestral hall, the colors are deep and solemn, and the tablets of the ancestors of the Feng family stand quietly.
"Kneel down!" Lord Feng scolded.
Feng Ruoxin bent his knees and knelt on the cushion, her eyes dodging uneasy.
Lord Feng looked at her: "Ruoxin, I have told you that my wife has suffered the pain of losing her daughter and is occasionally unconscious. Please take care of her."
"We treat you as our biological daughter, and we are particularly generous to you. I am afraid that we will give you less money!"
"But you are fine! Have a dispute with her and push her to fall. Is this your reward?" Lord Feng scolded him harshly.
Feng Ruoxense shrank his neck.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly: "Father, I...I'm just in a hurry and I won't dare to do it again next time."
Lord Feng snorted coldly and said to the ancestral tablet: "I have calmed down for so many days."
"Yu'er is Yu'er. Even if you look like her and relieve our temporary pain, you are not our children after all."
Lord Feng looked at Feng Zhiyu's tablet and sighed heavily: "You go tomorrow morning."
Feng Ruoxin suddenly looked up and was shocked: "Does my father want me anymore? Do you want me to drive me away?"
Lord Feng turned his back to her and said coldly: "You hurt my wife and touched my bottom line. You must not keep you."
"Tomorrow morning, I will arrange someone to send you away and remove you from the clan."
"Of course, in order to thank you for accompanying us couple these days, you can take away the jewelry and silk and satin I bought for you."
"But your fate with our family has ended here."
After Lord Feng finished speaking, he picked up three fine incense sticks to ignite them and placed them in the incense altar.
He looked at Feng Zhiyu's tablet with sad eyes, missing his biological daughter.
Feng Ruoxin knelt behind him, and in his delicate eyes he raised, he felt a little resentment.
It was clearly the family who insisted on identifying her as their goddaughter, but now they are going to drive her away.
If I had known this, why would I have kept her?
Feng Ruoxin was angry. She took out the tip of her sleeve and gradually squeezed her fingertips.
A thunder flashed outside the ancestral hall, illuminating the dark poisonous meaning in her eyes.