She turned back, took a stone from the dressing table and put it in front of Hua Sanniang: "This is the waning moon? Can you please take a look at it?"
"I don't understand this. It's true that this is the first quarter moon, but I heard that if you put the first quarter moon and the last quarter moon into the water at the same time, a full moon will appear in the water. Otherwise, you can try it."
Hua Sanniang didn't seem surprised at all that Feng Hongluan held the waning moon. In fact, for her, there was nothing surprising in the world. It was easy for her to become the emperor. This
To her, a token is nothing more than a piece of momentum to play with.
After hearing this, Feng Hongluan took two stones and threw them into the washbasin. As expected, a miracle happened.
The two stones gradually grew larger in the basin, and the crescent moon turned into half a zigzag-shaped pie. The two stones merged into one, and the jagged parts were seamless, forming a full moon.
Hua Sanniang took a look and only said: "Now, you are as powerful as your father. A bandit army of 60,000 is comparable to your father's 100,000 elite soldiers."
Feng Hongluan never thought about becoming the leader of a bandit army. For her, these self-reliant Green Forest Army were too far away from her life. But now that the secret of Crescent Stone has been solved, she felt at ease in her heart.
.
"Hua Sanniang, I will help you. I don't want my father to be a treacherous person. Now, can you accompany me to a place?"
"where?"
You promise me to accompany me to this place, and no matter what, you will not tell me what happened to my father. As for why, I will explain to you later.
"From now on!" Hua Sanniang's coke broke after hearing this, "It's better to be a girl and be foresighted."
In fact, if Hua Sanniang is really pregnant with her father's child, even if her father drives Hua Sanniang away, Feng Hongluan will not allow it. After all, she is also a pregnant woman and if she puts herself in her shoes, if Hong Yan abandons her at this moment,
How heartbreaking that must be.
No matter how carefree Hua Sanniang is, she is still just a woman.
This time Feng Hongluan chose to help the manager rather than the bride.
*
Shuangfei Pavilion.
Before entering, Hua Sanniang frowned: "Why does it smell so bad?"
Feng Hongluan also covered her mouth and nose: "You should have heard that there is a foster lady in our family who has lily syndrome!"
"Hey, I won't go. It's very dirty." Hua Sanniang stopped and turned back to go out.
Feng Hongluan didn't want to embarrass her. In fact, the reason why she came here three years ago was just because she was afraid that the master who was helping He Jixiang was dormant near Shuangfei Pavilion and would sneak up on her when he saw her coming alone.
"Then please wait for me outside. If there is any movement inside, I hope you can come in and help me."
It doesn't matter if you don't go in, lest you hear too much that you shouldn't hear. Feng Hongluan will have to explain tiredly later, and also prevent Hua Sanniang from telling her father.
With Hua Sanniang's martial arts skills, she could probably hear any movement in the room, so she wouldn't be afraid.
"Then, okay!" Hua Sanniang touched her belly and said to Feng Hongluan, "You have to be careful, that nasty disease is very dirty, don't get too close."
"Yeah. I know!"
After saying that, Feng Hongluan walked towards Shuangfei Pavilion and pushed the door in. The room was filled with stench. Unexpectedly, in just a few days, He Jixiang became so sick that he smelled worse than Yin Tiangao.
hundred times.
Now, she was lying on the bed like a corpse. Feng Hongluan glanced at her coldly, and He Jixiang looked at her with hateful eyes, unable to get up from the bed.
"I came here today to ask you something. You can choose not to tell me. I'll just put some effort into investigating. Who is the person who killed Yuexiang?"
He Jixiang sneered: "If you could really find out, you wouldn't have to ask me! Feng Hongluan, you will be wanted to know who that person is all your life."
Feng Hongluan didn't take it seriously, smiled charmingly, and took out a dagger from his sleeve. He Jixiang's eyes were startled, and then he looked relieved: "Kill me, hehe, I don't have a few days to live anyway.
"
The corners of Feng Hongluan's lips curled up slightly: "Do you know what this is? A horse-head dagger made of thousand-year-old cold iron, cutting iron like clay." As she spoke, she raised her hand and tapped an iron box on the dressing table.
Soon, the iron box split into two halves, and the jewelry inside fell out.
He Jixiang didn't understand what she was trying to do, was he threatening her?
Now that her life is worse than death, is she still afraid of this threat?
"Ah!"
Seeing Feng Hongluan's actions, He Jixiang just sneered.
But after hearing Feng Hongluan's next words, her body stiffened on the bed.
"This horse-head dagger made of thousand-year-old cold iron was obtained from the person who assassinated Yuexiang. I have asked Hong Yan to check it. It was sold by a weapon shop in the capital. The shopkeeper of the weapon shop said that this
Horse head daggers need to be replaced with a scabbard in March, because the dagger is sharp and the scabbard will often be cut. The person who buys the dagger will definitely have to replace the scabbard again after three months."
Glancing at He Jixiang, whose expression changed obviously on the bed, Feng Hongluan continued to fabricate without changing her expression: "Now, one month has passed, and I don't want to wait for the remaining two months. Tell me the truth, after you die,
I will let someone bury you in glory; of course, if you refuse to say it, haha, the two-month waiting time will consume my patience. I can’t guarantee you that I, the snake-hearted person, will not be able to wait for you in these two months.
Let’s have some fun, whether it’s killing someone for fun or burning someone for fun, Uncle He seems to have a new grandson in his family!”
"Feng Hongluan, you bitch."
"Go ahead, He Jixiang. No matter what, you can't resist me. If you want your whole family to reunite in hell, I can really help you."
"you!"
"Say! I'll only give you a chance to count to ten."
"Maple Red Luan!"
"One, two, three, four, five!"
On the bed, the woman with an angry look on her face stared at Feng Hongluan, but within just ten digits, her thoughts changed a thousand times.
Confess Ling Che, save your family, and save your father's lineage.
Or should Ling Che not be confessed and the entire He family be buried with her?
The woman in front of him was already a devil, an out-and-out devil. She was irrational and merciless. He Jixiang was in pain and tangled up. Hearing the number jump to "nine" bit by bit, she was dead.
He closed his eyes and suddenly said loudly: "I said... yes..."