Be Good Chapter 164: Welcome the soulmate

"You...you!"

Madam Fu watched the two brothers and sisters guarding Feng Jinyue tightly, looked around, and gritted her teeth, "You wait for me!"

As Mrs. Fu left, everyone dispersed.

Yuan Changqing looked at Feng Jinyue, a little embarrassed.

"Jin..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Feng Jinyue interrupted him hastily, "I just thank you, Young Master, for saving me."

Yuan Changqing quickly waved his hand, "No, no, it's good that Miss Jinyue doesn't think I'm abrupt."

"For the sake of relief, well, you don't have to take it to heart." Yuan Changhuan could see the awkward atmosphere between them, then changed the subject, and said with a sneer, "I've never seen such a family as the Fu family. How can someone from a dignified scholarly family have such a heartless thought."

As a modern person, Feng Jinyue hated this horrible and appalling bad habit even more, took a deep breath, "I never thought Pingcheng would have such a terrible custom, Yuanyuan, what if she doesn't give up?"

"After this time, she should stop for a few days, why don't you go and hide in other places, who knows what this woman will do when she goes crazy."

"Well, I will go to Lincheng to find my brother tomorrow." Feng Jinyue nodded in agreement.

At night, there are no stars and no moon.

Hei can't see his fingers.

A group of white figures in sackcloth and filial piety carried a small red sedan chair on the street, with a dark coffin in front of them.

Eerie and eerie.

Madam Fu supported the coffin, with a strange smile on her lips, "Son, I'm going to greet my relatives."

"You guys, what are you going to do!"

A group of people forced their way into Feng's house, and Feng Jinyue saw Mrs. Fu's pale face like a ghost.

"What are you doing, welcome your relatives, Jinyue, do you know how to take good care of your husband down below?" Mrs. Fu's voice was soft, but Feng Jinyue shuddered when she heard it.

Screams pierced the sky.

"Tie her in!"

Feng Jinyue was dragged out of the gate, looking at the coffin and red sedan chair outside, her horror was beyond words.

But Mrs. Fu still didn't think it was enough. Before letting her get on the sedan chair, she dragged her to the side of the coffin, "Come, let your husband see his wife."

In Nuo Da's coffin, there is a memorial tablet, which reads: Fu Juzhi's spiritual tablet.

When Feng Jinyue saw a blur in front of her eyes, she was forced into the red sedan chair, her mouth was sealed, and she could only twist and struggle, but the rope was tied very tightly. sedan chair.

The white-clothed man in hemp and filial piety went straight to Fu Ci's tomb all the way.

Yuan Changqing was worried about Feng Jinyue, and before Bai Ri left, he left ink painting outside to guard him.

Shui Mo has a long-term mind, and boldly throws Mi Zongxiang on the red sedan chair.

"My lord, wake up, something happened to Miss Feng!"

"What? What? What's the matter with Jinyue?" Yuan Changqing casually approved a robe and ran out. Ink and ink almost failed to keep up, and briefly explained what he saw.

The more you listen, the more angry you become. In the end, Yuan Changqing burst into tears, "Poisonous woman!"

The pace became faster and faster, and his mind was full of going to save Jinyue, to save Jinyue!

In front of the silent tomb, Mrs. Fu directed them to bury Feng Jinyue alive.

"Hmm..." Feng Jinyue kept shaking her head, tears from the corners of her eyes fell into the soil.

Looking at Feng Jinyue who was buried with only one head left, Mrs. Fu grabbed her chin. In the darkness, her red eyes were **** and sinister, "Don't blame me, it's just that Zhuer likes you so much So you have to go down and accompany him!"

"Bury!" As soon as the voice fell, heavy soil fell from Feng Jinyue's head...