031: Whose injury am I?

A smile slowly appeared on Luo Feng's lips, and then the smile became bigger and bigger, which made him laugh out loud. The third aunt looked at Luo Feng in surprise and laughed at him. She laughed so hard that she couldn't even stand still.

"Maple? Feng'er?" The third aunt was a little scared. She walked over quickly and wanted to help Luo Feng. "What's wrong with you, Feng?"

Luo Feng pushed his third aunt away. The third aunt staggered and almost fell down. Fortunately, she held the table, but the coat she wore on her slipped to the ground.

"Feng'er, what's wrong with you?" The third aunt looked at Luo Feng in horror and asked.

"I'm fine," Luo Feng's face was still smiling, because of his wild laughter, a few wisps of black hair entangled in his face, forming a strong color contrast with his already pale skin color, and the peach blossom eyes contained a strange angry luster, which made people looking at him chill. I couldn't be better."

Luo Feng sneered and said, "In your life, you only think about your way out and your way to live. With this way out, you can do whatever consequences, even include giving birth to me?"

"What did you say?" There was a thunder in her third aunt's ear. Even if she was holding the table, she still felt that she couldn't even stand still.

"You know what you're talking about." Luo Feng's eyes narrowed slightly and looked at his third aunt coldly. He was smiling. His diamond-shaped lips were slightly raised up, and he looked like a demon in the candlelight.

"You..." The third aunt wanted to say something, but it seemed that something was blocked in her throat and she couldn't speak at all. She was shaky, and she didn't know where to go. Finally, she found the savior - the Eight Immortal Chair at her feet. So the third aunt held the table and slowly moved her steps and sat down with difficulty.

The air in the room seemed to be condensed. Luo Feng always stood where he was, with endless sarcasm in his eyes, and looked at the reaction of his third aunt. It seemed that his mother's reaction made him feel ironic and ridiculous.

"When did you know?" The third aunt's eyes are dull. Maybe now, she may not even know what she is talking about. This sudden thing was so unexpected that there was a large blank in her mind.

"Do you think I will be so blinded by you all my life and always be my nameless second son?" Luo Feng raised his step, slowly walked to the third aunt, bent down and looked directly at the third aunt's face.

The third aunt looked at her son's approaching face and suddenly felt that she couldn't look any longer. She quickly turned her head and closed her eyes.

"Look at me," Luo Feng's lips bloomed with a demagogic smile. He stretched out his hand and pulled his third aunt's face, making her have to face him. "Why don't you look at me? Aren't I the weapon you carefully created to find a way out? Don't you like it?"

"Shut up, Luo Feng." The third aunt's forehead has slightly oozed sweat beads. She took a deep breath with her eyes closed. The corners of her lips, which were originally slightly drooping, drooped more and more, making the lines on her face so stiff that it only made people feel indifferent and ruthless.

"Shut up?" Luo Feng opened his eyes wide in surprise, looked at his third aunt and said, "Do you want me to shut up? How can you shut up? Do you want to be like you did to him back then?

Luo Feng's voice was very soft. On such a night, it was like a ghost singing in a shallow whisper, which was frightening and frightening.

"Hit!" My aunt got up, stared at Luo Feng angrily, raised her hand, and went to hit Luo Feng in the face.

"Do you want to fight?" Luo Feng didn't pay attention to the third aunt's anger at all. He stretched out his hand with a smile, turned his face, brushed away the hair on the side of his face, revealing his handsome face, and said to the third aunt with a smile, "Bat it, hit it? Hit me with this face that looks exactly like him."

"You..." The third aunt's face has changed color. She trembled with anger and gritted her teeth tightly. The raised hand was in the air, but it couldn't hit it for a long time, and it trembled there.

Luo Feng waited for a while and saw that his third aunt had never done it, so he slowly turned his face, and his eyes flowed with infinite charm.

"It's useless," Luo Feng said with a smile. "You can't erase the imprint on my face, just as you can't erase the guilt in your heart. You can live with this torture all your life, all the way to hell, all the way to the eternal disaster.

Luo Feng's words were like a sudden cloudy wind, which made the third aunt cool from every hair root on her head to every inch of skin on the soles of her feet. Once again, she felt that she couldn't even stand still. The yin wind took away all her strength and left nothing.

The third aunt's hand slowly hung down. She didn't look at Luo Feng again, but slowly turned around and walked slowly to the door.

Luo Feng silently looked at the departure of the third aunt, and the sinister smile on his lips was slowly restraining. When the third aunt turned around, he saw the traces left by the years on her mane. Her back was not as straight as before. All her previous ambitions and all her pride were slowly being flattened by day after day.

The moonlight outside the door lengthened the shadow of the third aunt, and even her footsteps gradually slowed down.

As soon as Lu Ning got up, she heard Mingxin run in panic from her face. When she entered the door, she said urgently, "Madam, madam, it's not good."

"Bah," said Yan Cui, who was combing Lu Ning's hair, "You crow's mouth, madam, what's wrong? What's wrong with you here?"

"No, it's not that my wife is not good, but that my ancestors are not good." Mingxin said, "pooh" to himself and said, "It's not that the ancestors are not bad. It's the red medicine sister in the ancestral house. Now she is hanging."

"What?" Lv Ning was shocked, "Red medicine? Is that the most favored girl in the ancestral house?"

"Yes, it's her." Ming Xin nodded repeatedly.

"What's going on?" Yan Cui and Shui Zhuer were scared, and Yan Cui was so scared that even the comb almost fell to the ground.

"I don't know. When I just came back from the kitchen to bring porridge, I heard the noise in the hall. I walked over and saw a group of people holding down the red medicine sister who was about to put on the scarf. Sister Hongyao rushed to the ancestral room and was making a scene." Mingxin said.

"Yan Cui," said Lu Ning, "Comb my hair quickly. I'll go and have a look."

"Yes." Yan Cui answered, so she hurriedly tied her long hair in a bun and tied a hairpin. Lu Ning stood up and walked quickly in the direction of the main hall.

As soon as I went out, I saw that Ziyun was also coming out of the room. When I saw Lv Ning, I hurriedly said hello, "Sister-in-law is also going to the main hall?"

"Yes." Green Ning nodded.

"I also heard that there is a lot of noise over there." Zi Yun hurried up and took Lu Ning and said, "Let's go and have a look together. What's the matter with this? Why did it make trouble?"

Lu Ning didn't answer, but was pulled by Zi Yun, and the two walked towards the main hall together.

As soon as I walked to the main hall, I saw a subordinate around the door and looked into it.

"What are you all doing here?" Ziyun loosened the green condens and said an anx, "Isn't there nothing to do? If everything is really fine, then take the bag and get out of here as soon as possible.

When those servants saw Ziyun coming, they dispersed and quickly slipped away. Ziyun brought Lv Ning into the main hall. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the main hall, he was hit by the red medicine that rushed out of his head.

"Oh, my little aunt, you're going to hit me to death." Ziyun was almost knocked to the ground, and then she grabbed the red medicine running over, so that the red medicine could not run out, and both of them could stand.

"Grandma, madam." The red medicine was pulled by Ziyun, stood up, and cried for red and green condensation and Ziyun to say good.

But when I saw this red medicine, my eyes were red and swollen, my hair was slightly messy, and my face was full of tears. It seemed to be pitiful. At this time, when I saw Lu Ning, I couldn't help crying. I choked and said, "Young lady, ma'm, please plead for the red medicine. I don't want to get married and want to serve my ancestors all my life. If you let the red medicine get married, you might as well die as soon as possible!"

"Yo, what do you say?" Zi Yun was stunned and turned her head to see Lu Ning.

Lu Ning knew that Zi Yun was hindering that she was finally the main room of the Marquis of Beijing, so it was not good to take care of it directly. Now she had to say softly to the red medicine, "Your thoughts must be known by your ancestors. The intentions of the ancestors must also be for your own good. You stupid child, you can discuss it slowly if you have something to do. How can you find a shortcoming? What about it?"

With that, he walked to Mr. Zheng, who was sitting in the hall. However, seeing that the fourth aunt was holding Mr. Zheng sitting on the Eight Immortals chair, Mr. Zheng closed his eyes tightly, leaned on the Eight Immortals chair, holding his forehead with his hands, looking very angry and tired. Lv Ning knew that there must be something wrong in Mrs. Zheng's heart, so she smiled and said to Mrs. Zheng, "Ancestor, what are you doing? Do you think how much red medicine do you usually feel? Why do you have to make her get married at this time? Look at the red medicine is sad and you have to look for a shortcoming. How can this make it?

How can Mrs. Zheng not hurt the red medicine in his heart? Hearing what Lu Ning said, he remembered the benefits of the red medicine. It was inevitable that sadness came from it. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the red medicine.

Red medicine knew that Mrs. Zheng usually loved her. Seeing that Mrs. Zheng's words attracted Mrs. Zheng's words, he knelt on his knees and cried bitterly and said, "Ancestor, my ancestor. How about red medicine? I don't know how you treat red medicine? The red medicine has had no father or mother since childhood, and it was sold to his uncle to Houfu. Thanks to meeting your ancestors, you love me, treat me well, eat and wear well, and treat me better than those ordinary girl. How can you repay your great kindness with red medicine? Red medicine has long regarded your ancestors as a reborn parent. I just want to serve you for the rest of my life. At that time, I will go with you and keep you. I will be a cow and a horse for you, and I just ask my ancestors not to drive me away from you.

With that, he sobbed and almost fainted.