Wife, You Can't Run After Eating Chapter 30

Wife, You Can't Run After Eating - C30 - Falsely Injure

"You —" Feng Zhiqiong pointed her slender jade finger at Feng Zhiyao, scolding her with a red face and neck. When she saw that Feng Zhiyao was alone, and Zi Yun immediately turned around to leave after seeing her, didn't even offer her a cup of tea, she was so angry that almost ground her teeth to pieces.

If Feng Zhiyao was dead, then wouldn't Brother Hao be hers?

If Feng Zhiyao died, she wouldn't need to be a lowly concubine!

In any case, she was suffering from a vicious disease and didn't have much time left! Even if she died now, father wouldn't be able to find Feng Zhiqiong's fault!

"Cai Hong, you can leave first. I have something to say to big sister Zhiyao alone." After thinking this way, Feng Zhiqiong lowered her eyes, hiding the resentment in her eyes.

"Go, I have nothing to talk to you about!" Feng Zhiyao said coldly when she saw that Feng Zhiqiong had dismissed the servant girl.

"Indeed, there is nothing to talk about. You are already suffering from illness and I'm afraid that you will not be far from death. I don't mind personally sending you off!" Feng Zhiqiong pulled out the golden hairpin from her hair, and a vicious look flashed across her white face.

"With just you?" Kill her? Isn't it a bit comical? Feng Zhiyao laughed out loud when she heard this. God must have seen how tired she was to pretend to be sick, so he sent this stupid woman, Feng Zhiqiong, to tease her!

"What are you laughing at?" Feng Zhiqiong thought that Feng Zhiyao would be trembling with fear.

"I laugh at your stupidity! I don't think that Xuanyuan Haofei will really like you, I feel that you are very pitiful! " Who didn't know that the backyard of the King of Qi King's Mansion was full of beautiful ladies?

"Feng Zhiyao, you say that again!" Feng Zhiqiong was extremely angry. Golden hairpin's sharpest head was already stabbing at Feng Zhiyao's neck at lightning speed.

Feng Zhiyao secretly told Ye Weiyang not to take action, she would take care of it herself.

Outside the door.

"What are you all doing here? Why don't you go in to serve? " As soon as Feng Wancai left the imperial court, he came to the Begonia Garden to see Feng Zhiyao. However, when he saw the girls standing outside the door, he loudly berated them.

Dammit, Daddy was here!

Feng Zhiqiong angrily wanted to pull back the golden hairpin, but unexpectedly, she was caught by Feng Zhiyao's slender fingers.

"Dad, help! Sister Qiong'er is crazy! She wants to kill me! Whoo …" Feng Zhiyao was crying in pain. Her eyes were cold as she quietly snatched the golden hairpin away. She turned her hand to stab at Feng Zhiqiong's hand, broke the tendons of Feng Zhiqiong's hand.

A moment later.

"Ah …" The sound of people screaming and wailing echoed in the room, making Feng Wucai, who had just entered the room, feel a chill run down his spine.

Feng Zhiyao had long thrown away the golden hairpin, her face full of fear, with tears streaming down. She got off the bed, crawled in front of Feng Wucai's boots and said, "Father … Father… I wasn't able to dodge when sister Zhiqiong wanted to kill me … Whoo … But she hurt her hand by mistake. Whoo …"

Feng Zhiyao sneered in her heart, "I have plenty of time to deal with you, little by little."

"Whoo … Pain… Father… My hand. It was her … It was her, this slut … broke my tendons. Whoo … I can't play zither anymore …" Feng Zhiqiong struggled to shout out in pain, but it gradually became intense pain. Her face was pale, and beads of sweat covered her forehead. Tears flowed out from her eyes, interweaving with sweat.

"Pah!" A loud sound was heard as it mercilessly landed on Feng Zhiqiong's face, "You murdered your sister, and you still have the face to say, someone, family law!"

Feng Wancai had been so depressed that he couldn't vent his anger because of Feng Zhiqiong's mother Su Qiaoyin cheatting on him. Now that she gave him the chance, he would not let it go.

"Father… No … I am also your daughter …" Feng Zhiqiong screamed hysterically. The tight pain in her heart made her feel like she was about to suffocate.

"Yao'er, the ground is cold. Stand up quickly." Although Feng Wucai knew that Feng Zhiyao was feigning illness, but he had always doted on this daughter of his first wife, so he naturally believed her words.

"Dad, I was wrong, I mistakenly injured sister Qiong'er! Whoo… Dad, you should punish me with the family law too." In order to be more realistic, Feng Zhiyao kneeled down again.

"Yao'er, you're unintentional! Oh, get up, Zi Yun, come and help your young lady." While Feng Wancai was speaking, he had already raised his hand and ordered the servants to punish Feng Zhiqiong.

After being beaten by thirty times, Feng Zhiqiong's weak body was finally awakened by the splash of cold water.

"Father, spare little sister Zhiqiong!" Feng Zhiyao seemed to be sympathetic as she deliberately tried to persuade him.

"She already wants to kill you, yet you're still speaking up for her, hmph!" Perhaps Feng Wucai was really angry, but after getting up, he quickly left.

"Second Miss … Second Miss … Let's go back and apply the medicine…" With reddened eyes, Cai Hong helped the scarred Feng Zhiqiong up.

"Bitch, you and I are irreconcilable!" These were the first words Feng Zhiqiong said when she opened her eyes.

"Hahaha …" Hearing this, Feng Zhiyao covered her mouth and smiled. "Ah, I'm so scared."

These words angered Feng Zhiqiong so much that she vomited blood. In the end, she had Cai Hong carry her back to Plum Court.

July 24, two days after Feng Zhiqiong had been picked the tendons out of her hand, Su Muyan received the news and came to Prime Minister's Mansion.

Begonia Garden.

Lotus pond winding path, small bridge running water, curved bridge veranda winding, crabapple blossoms and iris flowers reflected in the lake, in the center of the lake, the heluan pavilion was exquisite and beautiful.

Lying on the beautiful bed in the pavilion, one could see the clear water and the impressive blue sky and white clouds. On the shores of the lake were pavilions situated within the forest and flowers, and the scenery was picturesque.

At this moment, Feng Zhiyao, who was wearing a white dress, was lying on the beautiful bed. In her hands was an ancient book that was slightly yellow, blocking her peerless appearance. A few strands of hair that had been blown by the breeze also fluttered in the air.

"Yao'er, you've been reading for a long time." Ye Weiyang looked at the ancient book in her hands, cold sweat dripping profusely.

"Don't make noise, I have to take a closer look. Let's try it out tonight!" Feng Zhiyao randomly turned to another page, attentively reading it.

"Yao'er, you've been reading it for two hours." Ye Weiyang secretly hated himself for agreeing to give her the erotic painting collection. She was only reading the painting collection, didn't care about anything else.

"As I read it, isn't it all for our future sexual blessings?!" Feng Zhiyao chuckled and moved the book away with a serious face.

"Yao'er, why didn't you let me do anything last time? She wanted to kill you. If it wasn't for you being clever, the one got injured would be you." When Ye Weiyang thought about how Feng Zhiqiong wanted to kill Feng Zhiyao, he began to worry.

"Weiyang, I just want to slowly play her to death!" Feng Zhiyao's smile was extremely coquettish, like dew in the morning mist. It looked pure and spotless, but Ye Weiyang couldn't help but shiver upon seeing it.

"Eldest Miss, young master Su is here!" Zi Yun walked over from afar with a plate of exquisite pastries in her hands as she reminded in a small voice.

"Weiyang, I'll have to trouble you to dodge again." Feng Zhiyao was annoyed. She raised her pretty eyebrows and thought to herself, Is Su Muyan coming to punish her?

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