Fengcheng didn't know how Feng Hongluan dealt with King Jin. He only knew that Feng Hongluan escaped unscathed, while King Jin didn't seem to pursue anything further and left with the gold medal.
In Xianyun Pavilion, Fengcheng and Feng Hongluan stood side by side, watching the servants throw away Dong's things one by one, and move back her mother's things one by one. In their hearts, they looked at the familiar
Familiar furnishings engraved deep in my heart, a touch of sadness, a touch of relief, a touch of pride.
"Hong Luan, you are going to marry into the Ling Mansion next month, but there are so many things happening at home, hey!"
Fengcheng's slightly older face showed obvious fatigue. Thinking about it, he must not have slept well last night.
Feng Hongluan smiled softly and comforted: "Father, time can wash away everything. Sister's affairs will always be forgotten by people over time. As for Er Niang..." She paused for a while, "... Er Niang is after all.
Elder, how to deal with it, Hongluan can't put too much emphasis on it, it's up to dad to decide."
Feng Hongluan actually knew that because of his father's loyalty, Uncle He had entrusted the orphans and widows in the battlefield, and despite the pressure and the threat of severing ties with Feng Hongluan's mother, he finally welcomed Dong's mother and daughter into his home. Over the years, he and Dong's calculations
They are not as affectionate as each other, but they still respect each other as guests. Even if Dong makes a big mistake, Fengcheng will not really make things difficult for her. At most, it will just teach Dong a lesson.
Feng Hongluan was unwilling to comment too much on the matter of dealing with Mr. Dong because she knew that whether she said anything or not, the result would be the same and Mr. Dong would be released.
It would be useless for her to say more. It would only make outsiders think that she was adding insult to injury and being unfilial to the Dong family.
She would not be so stupid, giving people the opportunity to criticize her. All the accusations, all the comments, all the humiliation are what Dong and her daughter deserve. They have been with her for so many years and regard her as a fool.
Now, it's her turn to treat them as fools and play tricks on them.
While the things were being moved, a beautiful figure suddenly rushed over like crazy.
Before Feng Hongluan could react, he saw He Jixiang kneeling on the ground, wearing a light pink winter coat, holding Fengcheng's feet, kneeling in front of Fengcheng, crying and begging: "Dad
, don’t, don’t drive away my mother, dad, I beg you, dad, my mother made all the mistakes she made, she is your wife, she is my mother, if you want to punish, punish your daughter!”
Fengcheng was stunned for a moment, then knelt down and half-hugged He Jixiang. After not seeing him for a few days, He Jixiang was so thin that only a skeleton was left. His skin was once thick and jade, but now it was pale and haggard. His sideburns were still faintly visible.
There are a few strands of white hair visible, no makeup, no decoration, and if the clothes on her body were not made of gold and precious silk, people would think that she is a terminally ill poor girl. This look is so refreshing.
It seems that the incident of the naked leader was a fatal blow to He Jixiang.
Feng Hongluan pretended to be distressed, stepped forward to help Fengcheng and hugged He Jixiang's other arm, turned around and said to Lan Xiang: "Why don't you take good care of your young lady? Sister, you are weak, why not go back to your room and rest!"
"Sister, Hongluan!" Looking at Feng Hongluan, He Jixiang cried bitterly as if he had seen a life-saving straw, "Sister, please speak to my mother. All the mistakes she made are all my fault. I shouldn't mess with her.
Jin Wang, I believe my mother will not steal the gold medal, there must be some
Someone framed her, Lixiang, it must be that dead girl Lixiang. My mother told me last time that she suspected that Lixiang had tampered with the betrothal gift list. Hongluan, you have to restore my mother's innocence. She is also your second mother.
Ah, my mother's kindness to you over the years has been sincere."
Sincerely, deep in Feng Hongluan's eyes, a coldness flashed across his face. It was so sincere. Fortunately, He Jixiang had the face to say it.
"Of course I know." She responded, "Of course I know how sincere Er Niang is to me."
He Jixiang was probably so excited and in pain that he didn't even notice that Feng Hongluan's words contained the opposite meaning of ridicule.
"Sister, please help me beg daddy, daddy, daddy, please let mom go!" He Jixiang cried uncontrollably. His pale face and frail body seemed to be on the verge of fainting at the next moment.
Feng Hongluan looked at Fengcheng's troubled face and knew that Fengcheng had been shaken and had softened his heart amidst He Jixiang's cries.
Although she was sad that her father could not identify her, at this moment, it was already the trend. Dong would definitely be released as a favor. She also begged symbolically: "Dad, my sister is like this now.
I can't live without my second mother, so I'm not as good as my father..."
"Yes, daddy, if something happens to my mother, my daughter will not be able to survive." He Jixiang cried bitterly. In this look, there is no trace of a fair lady, the dignity and elegance of a lady, what kind of fairy Begonia, now
It's just a begonia that is slowly withering.
After all, just as Feng Hongluan expected, Fengcheng relented.
"Get up, child, I won't tell you what happened to your mother, but what she did this time really chilled me so much that I almost lost Hongluan's life. I will naturally find out if there is any hidden secret in this matter, but
Even if there is something hidden inside,
Hong Luan wants to die for her, but she can sit back and relax. This behavior is really outrageous. I will not abuse the criminal law in private, nor will I hand your mother over to the King of Jin. I will only let her suffer in prison.
God, teach me a lesson."
He Jixiang relaxed after hearing this. Finally, it was just a lesson from being detained for a few days. As soon as he relaxed, her weak body, no longer supported politely, slowly fell down along Feng Hongluan's arm.
"elder sister!"
"auspicious!"
"Miss!"
The scene became chaotic, and He Jixiang fainted again.
This is not the first time He Jixiang has fainted these days. Although Feng Hongluan has not visited He Jixiang very often, Liu Xiang said that He Jixiang has not eaten, drank or slept in the past few days, and has to hold on every time.
Don't give up until you're exhausted and faint, doctor
I prescribed a lot of medicine, but I couldn't persuade her to drink even half of it. She planned to die like this and give up on herself. The second lady forced her to eat some food, but she was no longer as fresh and haggard as before.
Like a female ghost.
Today, Feng Hongluan finally saw it, and she really looked like a female ghost, a weak, half-dead female ghost.
[The first day, the old rules, 30,000 words, I hope you all enjoy reading it]