She couldn't remember things clearly about her childhood, but when Qingchen mentioned it like this, she had some vague impression. She looked at Qingchen in surprise: "Are you that child?"
Qingchen nodded and gestured: "That severe beating damaged my ears. Over time, I wanted to speak, but I didn't know how to speak, and I gradually became mute. When I was twelve years old, I asked a fellow villager to
A relative found me a job, and it was to work in the Ling family. I never thought that I would meet the young lady again in the Ling Mansion. The moment I met the young lady again, I swore that I would repay the young lady's kindness by marrying her with a ring of grass.
"
Feng Hongluan was deeply moved by the warmth of human kindness. It was just a small helping hand that day. Unexpectedly, Qingchen still remembered it. For so many years, he had been thinking about repaying her kindness.
In contrast, Yan'er and Qingchen are repaying their kindness and have noble character, while Ling Che and He Jixiang are really becoming more and more outrageous.
Even a little girl who has never read a book knows this truth. These two people have a good heart and a good heart, and their hypocritical faces are disgusting.
Since Qingchen could read lips and said these words to Feng Hongluan, Qingcheng knew in his heart that Feng Hongluan was probably going to attack the Ling family.
Feng Hongluan didn't hide anything, and looked at Qingchen with a deep look: "Qingchen, thank you for coming to tell me the news about Ling Tianen. You'd better go home in the past two days. Things are going to change in Ling Mansion."
"I know that I will not embarrass the young lady." Qingchen made a gesture, and then, with a somewhat hesitant look in his eyes, he looked like he was hesitating to speak as he followed Feng Hongluan.
"Qingchen, if there is anything you are worried about, just tell me."
"Miss, if you can, please let the others go. I know that the young master and his wife have done unforgivable things to the young lady. They deserve the retribution, but the others are innocent. Please have mercy, young lady."
Feng Hongluan didn't want to accumulate innocence, so she nodded and agreed: "Okay, I promise you."
There was still a look of sadness in Qingchen's eyes. Feng Hongluan knew that Qingchen was a maid in Ling Mansion. Although she was just the lowest fire-making maid, she was a human being. Qingchen must have had feelings for Ling Che and Ling's mother.
Gratitude.
However, Feng Hongluan could promise her to let the innocent people of Ling Mansion go, but she would never agree to Qingchen to let Ling Che and Ling's mother go.
Come to think of it, Ling Che and Ling's mother sometimes spoke without shying away from Qingchen. Qingchen should also know how Ling Che and Ling's mother wanted her, as well as the death of Feng Mansion.
This girl, as a bystander, can see more clearly than anyone else. That is, the Ling Mansion and the Feng Mansion are at odds with each other, and the outcome will be either your death or mine.
After Qingchen left, Feng Hongluan thought for a long time in the room alone. A great opportunity was right in front of her. She wanted to pay back everything Ling Che owed him and the Ling family owed her for all the retribution in her past life.
, give it all back bit by bit.
Her heart was filled with coldness and viciousness. Even she herself felt that she was extremely terrifying now, with all her scheming and intrigues. The simple and innocent Feng Hongluan had long since disappeared.
However, they were the ones who turned her into this, they deprived her of her happiness, robbed her of her hope, and deprived her of her life. Her current viciousness and viciousness are nothing but karma and are understandable.
If at that time, Ling Che still had a trace of kindness and did not nail her to the room and burn her alive, the hatred would not have penetrated deep into the bones. As long as Ling Che and He Jixiang did not die, this hatred would not last a day.
remove.
She hated them so much that even if she died, she would drag them to hell with her.
And even if he goes to hell, she will send Ling Che to the eighteenth level of hell, where he will be tortured and never recover.
*
February 26th was just like any other day. There was nothing special about it for the people in the Imperial City. Feng Hongluan got up very early that day. She dressed up and dressed up in a red dress. She always dressed elegantly.
On this day, I specially chose to wear a bright red brocade robe. It was neither the New Year nor the festival, which made Liu Xiang very curious.
She asked Feng Hongluan why she was dressed so festively today, and Feng Hongluan only said meaningfully: Someone is leaving today, and I want to see them off.
When Liu Xiang asked who was leaving, Feng Hongluan just smiled and said nothing, and just asked Liu Xiang to tell the kitchen to make the dishes richer tonight so that their family would have a good meal.
Liu Xiang complied, although she was even more confused in her heart as to who was leaving, and the young lady was so happy.
Liuxiang didn't know who was leaving, but Feng Hongluan was so happy.
It wasn't until the evening, when the Feng Mansion family dinner was halfway through, that a servant hurriedly came in to report, with a very nervous and frightened face, and said, "There was a fire in the Ling Mansion, and Master Ling and Mrs. Ling were buried in the flames." Liu Xiang suddenly realized that it turned out that he was gone.
, it’s these two people.
No wonder the young lady is in high spirits today. She is wearing red clothes and having a family dinner. Liu Xiang has been following Feng Hongluan for many days, and has also helped Feng Hongluan design the Ling Mansion many times. How could she not know that Feng Hongluan has great regard for the Ling Mansion?
There is a deep hatred that outsiders cannot see through.
She just didn't expect that the young lady would actually kill Ling Che and end the lives of Ling's mother Bai.
When Liu Xiang heard the news for the first time, she was shocked. At the dinner table, their master Fengcheng almost dropped the quilt in his hand and looked at the servants in disbelief: "How could this be? If Mrs. Ling can't escape, then how can Shang
It's strange that the fire was too strong, but Ling Che has a lot of skills. No matter how big the fire, there's no way he could be burned to death."
"Master, it is true that the book boy of the Ling Mansion is still at the door. It was he who personally told the servant that there was a fire in the Ling Mansion. The fire first spread from Master Ling's room. Then it burned to Mrs. Ling's room. In order to save Mrs. Ling, Master Ling
His body caught fire, and he and Mrs. Ling perished in the sea of fire."
"Bang!" The chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground. After all, Fengcheng still cared about the old friendship between the two families, and his face was unusually serious with pain in his back: "Go and have a look."
"Master, I will go with you." Mrs. Dong seemed to be unable to believe the news and wanted to confirm it.
Fengcheng heard nothing and just walked out. Dong hurriedly followed. He Jixiang's eyes were clearly a little painful, but he pretended to be calm and looked at Feng Hongluan and said: "Sister, why don't we go and take a look too?"
look."
"Yes!" Feng Hongluan responded, each with their own thoughts in mind, they hurried out, got on the sedan, and headed towards Ling Mansion.