The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 67:

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The screams rang out, Feng Zhiwei blinked innocently, and then finished the remaining half of the sentence, "A few months ago."

Gu Nanyi stood in the debris and blood on the ground, feeling dirty, so he calmly stepped over the seven fallen women...

So Mrs. An, who had just climbed up and was shaking her fingers to scold Feng Zhiwei, rolled her eyes and was stepped down again...

Then the **** of three servant girls were trampled...

Feng Zhiwei came over with a faint smile, his clothes fluttering as he walked among the maids scattered around the floor. He wiped the tea on Aunt An's face with the tea on her boots, her movements delicate and gentle. He wiped it very carefully, wiping the front and back, wiping the upper and soles of the boots. While wiping, he said kindly: "Look, blocking the road is wrong, lying down to block the road is even more wrong. No good dog would block the road like this." , why don’t you get up quickly? Madam’s distinguished guests are still waiting for you to bring snacks.”

"You..." Aunt An's eyes turned blue with hatred. She tilted her head and bit the tip of her boot viciously. Unfortunately, the tips of Feng Zhi's boots were stuffed with cotton, so she couldn't bite them. Feng Zhi looked at her with a smile. , taking advantage of the situation, she kicked her toes, and Aunt An made a "scream" sound, her teeth hit her tongue, and blood spurted out again.

Feng Zhiwei no longer looked at her, and said calmly: "Auntie, I have a message for you. You will be punished if you do something wrong. From now on, you should do what you want."

Her clothes were fluttering as she walked among the moaning servants. Before the guards from the Qiu Mansion came over, she had already taken Gu Nanyi straight to the small courtyard in the northwest corner.

After a long while, Aunt An, who had a bruised nose and swollen face and was covered with blood, was helped up by the guards of Qiu Mansion. The old woman leaned on the railing and shook for a long time. She vomited all the broken teeth and blood on the handkerchief before she regained her breath and looked at her fiercely. The direction Feng Zhiwei left. Hissed: "That woman is here to cause trouble! Why don't you go and arrest her!"

The guards of the Qiu Mansion hesitated, and Aunt An hit the ground and cursed: "Dead man! Didn't you see how I was beaten? Go! I will report to the madam immediately! The madam will definitely twist her and send her to the official! Go!" I'm taking care of everything!"

This woman was Mrs. Qiu's roommate, and she always had a high status in front of her. Now she was really beaten badly. The guards no longer hesitated and chased towards the small courtyard.

Aunt An straightened her messy hair, breathed for a long time, and ordered someone to pick up the pieces.

"Hold it to me and show it to Madam. All of you who are injured should follow!"

Her face was ferocious and twisted, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

"I will definitely ask the madam to torture you to death. If you dare to come in, you will not be able to get out!"

Go through the corridor and cross the east-west courtyard. In the northwest corner of Qiu Mansion, there is the small courtyard where I have lived for ten years.

Feng Zhiwei stood ten steps away from the small courtyard and did not go over immediately.

There is an osmanthus tree on the west side of the small courtyard. It has not yet reached the flowering season. The green branches and leaves are rustling in the wind. Feng Zhiwei looks up at the tree. She is still a child in a trance. The osmanthus flowers are blooming all over the courtyard. With the two siblings, the little bamboo basket took a basket of light yellow and fragrant osmanthus flowers back, and the delicate and delicious sweet-scented osmanthus scrambled eggs were served on the dinner table.

At that time, her brother was devouring the food, and she was plucking the vegetables into her mother's bowl. The osmanthus was like light yellow pearls, scattered in the slightly coarse rice, and her mother was giving it back to her. Under the faint oil lamp, they looked at each other and smiled.

Flash, so many years.

There seemed to be waves flowing in Feng Zhi's misty eyes.

Gu Nanyi stood beside her silently, while Feng Zhiwei looked straight ahead and said with a smile: "I will show you the place where I grew up."

Master Gu nodded and walked over directly.

Feng Zhiwei was stunned - although she went straight to the small courtyard as soon as she returned home, she was actually timid about being close to home. She had not yet decided whether to go see her mother, so Master Gu just ran over directly.

Master Gu's logic is very simple - there is no way for anyone to break into your home.

Before the courtyard door was opened, a white light flew out from the half-opened courtyard door with a roar of wind.

Before Feng Zhiwei could see what it was, Gu Nanyi raised his hand and caught it. It was a bowl. There was half a bowl of rice in the bowl, and a piece of green vegetables hung limply on the edge of the bowl.

"Eat vegetables every day! I'm going to turn into a cow! Mom, ask the big kitchen to bring some meat!"

It’s Feng Hao’s voice.

"Don't make trouble." Mrs. Feng's voice was still so doting and gentle, "There are guests in the house today, and there will be some leftover later. Please bear with me, and I will get some for you later."

Feng Hao fell silent, and after a while there was a banging sound again, as if he was pounding the table in annoyance, "Mom, you said you wanted to borrow money last time, did you get it..."

The room was quiet for a while, and Mrs. Feng said quietly: "Hao'er, it's better not to go to Qingming Academy..."

"No!" Feng Hao pushed the bowl away, "They can go! I can go!"

"They, they, what they?" Mrs. Feng seemed to be angry, and said sternly, "I haven't asked you yet. That time you came back from meeting your friends, you looked unstable, and you hid for many days without going out. Then came the news that the young master of the town was injured - what happened?"

Feng Hao seemed to be stiff, and then his voice was louder than Mrs. Feng's, "How do I know!"

Mrs. Feng did not speak, sighed for a while, and said in a low voice: "Have you... ever met your sister?"

"No!" Feng Hao answered quickly, then immediately changed the subject and got involved again, "Mom, money..."

"Me neither!" Mrs. Feng refused.

Feng Hao jumped up and made a crash, seeming to overturn the table.

Feng Zhiwei suddenly laughed.

Her usual kind, gentle and sweet, yet chilling smile.

Immediately she took the half bowl of vegetable rice from Gu Nanyi, opened the door and walked in. She walked straight to Feng Hao who was looking up at her in astonishment, stretched out her hand and said: "Open your mouth."

Before Feng Hao could react, Gu Nanyi floated in and suddenly punched him in the stomach.

This punch did not use any internal force, but it also made Feng Hao, who had no martial arts skills, yelled "Ah" and opened his mouth. Feng Zhiwei raised her hand and poured half a bowl of rice into his mouth.

Feng Hao suffered from abdominal pain, and his internal organs felt as if they had been shattered. Before he could recover, another half bowl of rice was poured into his mouth. He choked immediately, rolled his eyes and almost suffocated to death.

Mrs. Feng rushed over and quickly patted his back to cheer him up. Feng Hao straightened his neck for a long time before swallowing the mouthful of vegetable rice. There was an astonishing "Gulu" sound. After a while, blue veins appeared on his neck, and his eyes were filled with tears. Small tears burst out.