The Rebirth Waste Strikes Back Chapter 43: Test each other

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Pan Renmei was confused: "When did the old man send someone to kill Feng'er?" At this point, he suddenly understood Madam Pan's words, stared at Madam Pan with disbelief, and leaned toward her. After a few minutes, he asked in shock: "You...what did you just say? Feng'er is dead?!"

Ms. Pan was smiling, but tears kept rolling in her eyes: "Feng'er is sensible. If the master is dead, why bother to pretend that the master is reluctant?"

Pan Renmei's face turned pale, and a death light flashed from his sly eyes. He saw that his wife hated him deeply, knowing that she was like a volcano about to erupt at this moment, which was about to erupt. So he asked the lady's entourage.

One of them hurriedly knelt down and replied, repeating what Axiang had originally said. Pan Renmei heard her heart falling into an ice cave, and she couldn't help but think of what Hami Chi once warned: Raising a tiger is a disaster, and it is true today. Injured by the tiger, he paid for the life of his own daughter.

He had a stern face and walked out of the study without a word. Before Axiang died, he said that all the poisonous schemes were determined by Song Yiming, so he should first ask Song Yiming!

He came to Song Yiming's room, and the window of Song Yiming's room was black and light.

Pan Renmei couldn't help but sneer: The old man really underestimated you, and he could still sleep after killing someone!

He was so angry that he kicked open the wooden door. The crash sounded like thunder in the silent environment in the early morning. Song Yiming's lazy voice sounded in the dark: "Who? Why kick my door?"

Pan Renmei didn't say a word, trying to see how shameless Song Yiming could be.

After a while, the sound of Song Yiming's groping came from the darkness, and then the candle was lit, and Song Yiming saw Pan Renmei standing in the room with a gloomy expression with a look of surprise. Please greet you in a hurry: "My grandfather is visiting late at night, and the little ones are welcome!"

Pan Renmei did not express his anger, and his eyes were gloomy: "Master has worked hard for most of the night, so naturally I don't have the energy to meet the old man, understand! Understand!" He looked at Song Yiming's delicate face hidden treacherously, and tried hard to restrain the thought of kick Out of his impulsiveness, Xiaorou said without a smile: "Besides, Master Song will have a guilty conscience when seeing the old man! It should be too late to see the old man. How can he be greeted?"

Song Yiming asked in astonishment: "Why did the master say this? It's a slaughter of a slave!" Song Yiming said. Knocking his head like pounding garlic.

Pan Renmei looked at him calmly and sat down on a chair: "Master, I want to tell you a good news. My daughter Pan Feng is gone."

Song Yiming raised his head, looked at Pan Renmei blankly, and then whispered for a long time: "Ms. Pan Feng is gone, even the slaves feel very worried. What does the master say is the good news?" /

Pan Renmei smiled rather like a city mansion: "Master knows something, that Feng'er in our house is very roundabout. Not half as smart as Wen Xiaorou, you say, she can confuse the emperor when she is sent to the palace, for me Is it used? I just happened to be missing now. Madam will not make Feng'er enter the palace, which saves me a lot of things."

Song Yiming carefully observes his words and colors. Just now when Pan Gou came in, he clearly had something in his words. Seems to know something, now I say so. What is the purpose?

Song Yiming lowered his eyes and asked, "I don’t want to know how Miss Feng disappeared? Don’t you worry about her safety?"

Pan Renmei smiled: "Master can guess the whereabouts of Feng'er?"

Song Yiming weighed in his heart for a long time, and finally decided to invite the king to enter the urn according to the original plan: "It is very likely that the young lady will be taken abducted by the eighth princes, with the courage to guess.

"Oh? Why?" Pan Renmei expressed interest.

"Master, do you want it!" Song Yiming deliberately sold her off, stopped and looked at Pan Renmei eagerly, hoping that he would say "Get up and talk."

But Pan Renmei ignored his wagging tail, smiling, listening to him.

Song Yiming was so angry that he kneeled to death with pain in his knees. This old dog actually ignored him!

However, he didn't want to think that he was just a dog raised by Pan Renmei. How could Pan Renmei care about his life and death?

Song Yiming had to go on with bitterness: "Who is the least willing to see Miss Feng enter the central palace in this entire court? There will be no other people except the eighth prince. It must be the eighth prince who learned of Miss Feng's whereabouts and called People caught it."

Song Yiming paused, lowered his head and meditated: "It's just that the slave has some doubts. Miss Feng has been safe and sound. Why is something wrong now? It seems that there is a traitor in the Xiangfu."

Pan Renmei frowned and thought for a while, stood up and walked out, Song Yiming hurriedly stood up and gave Pan Renmei a favor. He tentatively asked: "Did you guess who the **** is?"

Pan Renmei stopped and asked, "Master, guess who it is?"

Song Yiming was taken aback for a moment, and then he stopped saying: "The slave feels..."

"But it's okay to say it!" Pan Renmei said with a smile.

"The minion thinks Girl Pantene is the most suspicious!"

Pan Renmei was noncommittal, and went away, leaving Song Yiming uneasy, doing various analyses in her heart.

Pan Renmei tried Song Yiming for a while, and his words and deeds were exactly the same as what Axiang told his wife. Song Yiming did pin Feng'er's disappearance to the Eighth Prince and framed Pantene. In this way, Axiang is true, Fengerguo was really harmed by Song Yiming and Wen Xiaorou.

At first, Pan Renmei really planned to wait to find out about the situation before killing Song Yiming and avenging Fenger. However, a very urgent problem came to mind later, and Fenger was about to enter the palace in three days.

But Feng'er was already dead, and there was no way to find a replacement in a hurry. She had to let Wen Xiaorou impostor, so that Song Yiming couldn't kill him, Wen Xiaorou and Song Yiming embarrassed him and killed Song Yiming, Wen Xiaorou absolutely did not Will work for him.

If you can't bear it, you will get messy! Besides, Feng'er is dead. Even if you kill Wen Xiao and Song Yiming, there is nothing to make up for. It is better to keep the pair of dog men and women for your own use!

As for Pantene, whether it is suspicious or not, the mystery can be solved tomorrow.

The corners of Pan Renmei's mouth raised, and she smiled sullenly.

When passing by Feng Yixuan, Pan Renmei's footsteps stopped, and it was a long time since she had a bed exchange activity with Wen Xiaorou, and she missed it.

He couldn't help showing an evil smile and clicked on Feng Yixuan's door...

Ms. Pan saw that Pan Renmei left with a stern face, she had to cry all the way and left the study, feeling depressed, she came to Ting Yuzhai and talked to Hao Doudou.

Hao Doudou was taken aback. He didn't expect Song Yiming and Wen Xiaorou to move so quickly that they cleared the barriers to entering the palace overnight. In the daytime, she also took the opportunity to inform the Eighth Prince, if the Eighth Prince would take someone to catch Pan Feng, she would definitely be empty. This is still a trivial matter. Now that Pan Feng is dead, Pan Renmei has no choice but to send Wen Xiaorou to the palace. She hasn't become the second daji, for the common people!

Hao Doudou comforted Mrs. Pan with his kind words and words. He lowered his head thoughtfully, raised his head awkwardly, and said hesitantly: "My daughter always feels that the father is so frank and this gentle woman is too much a daughter. Can't figure it out."

Mrs. Pan was in a better mood at this time, her mouth curled, her eyes rolled, and she said disdainfully: "You are so gentle and charming, your father might be confused by her."

Hao Doudou widened his eyes exaggeratedly: "No way! How can I say that they are father and daughter!"

Mrs. Pan sneered: "Ting'er, go to sleep, I'm going back."

Seeing that Mrs. Pan looked bad, Hao Doudou was afraid that she would faint in sorrow and dare not stay, so he sent her out of the courtyard.

Mrs. Pan was waiting to return to Rongjintang, but suddenly a dog ran to her feet begging for mercy, because she asked, "Where did this dog come from?"

The people who followed replied: "It is the dog raised by Miss Feng."

Ms. Pan suddenly remembered that Wen Xiaorou never let her maid spend the night in Feng Yixuan at night, and there were various unbearable rumors about Wen Xiaorou's practice among the servants of Xiangfu. Her heart moved and she turned around. Walked to Feng Yixuan.

Walking to the entrance of Feng Yixuan, a servant woman is going to button the door, but Madam Pan coldly spit out four words: "Knock the door!"

Several strong servants slammed the door open, and Madam Pan rushed towards the gentle bedroom with her lips tightly pressed.

Walking to the door of the room, Madam Pan still ordered the door to be knocked open. The door was knocked open, and the servant wives immediately followed Madam Pan into the room, the wild goose wings lined up, and the lanterns in their hands illuminated the whole room. .

Ms. Pan quickly scanned the room with sharp eyes, and found no abnormalities, she kept her eyes on the gentle embroidery bed.

Her embroidered bed is very messy, making people think about it.

Ms. Pan stared at the embroidered bed for a long time without looking away. She was suspiciously flushed because of fear or other reasons.

She sat up from the bed, looking weak and frightened, looking at Madam Pan nervously, and cried out timidly: "Mother."

She was not called Ye Ke, this call immediately ignited the anger in Mrs. Pan’s heart like a tsunami. She swept away the dignified and reserved appearance in the past, like a woman in the street fighting on the street, rushing to aim at Wen Xiaorou. With a delicate face, dozens of loud slaps were slapped in one breath, and the gentle cheeks immediately swelled.

Mrs. Pan panted heavily, staring at Wen Xiaorou ferociously, wishing to kill her with her eyes, and angrily said: "Bitch! Who asked you to call my mother!"

Even so, Mrs. Pan still couldn't help but pull the golden hairpin from her head and poked Wen Xiaorou indiscriminately. Wen Xiaorou screamed and dodged, and Madam Pan was so angry that she was hoarse in anger: "Are you all dead? Don't you want to catch this little prostitute!"

Immediately, several servants came forward to grab the gentle hands and feet, and pressed her to the bed.

Mrs. Pan picked up her gentle hair, turned her face to herself, and said coldly: "Don't you just rely on this face to confuse the master? I will ruin your face today, so that you never have Ways to seduce men! Also take revenge for my dead daughter!"

Wen Xiaorou looked at Madam Pan’s distorted face due to grief and anger, and kept crying for mercy and sophistry. Madam Pan didn’t listen to a word. She picked up the golden hairpin in her hand and was about to poke Wen Xiaorou’s small face. Calling, there was a majestic shout under the bed: "Slow!" (to be continued)