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Chapter 138: Death Won't Let Her Rest in Peace


Fengxiang touched the palm print with his thumb without raising his eyes, "It has long been spread that I will take a concubine and have a wedding on my birthday.

Now I can't say it anymore.

Where can I put my face?"

He had already publicized the fact that he had a new concubine, and invited everyone to a wedding banquet on his birthday.

He publicized it early in case Xu Jiayi would ask him not to have a concubine after he got the treasure.

He has a treasure, and even if Xu Jiayi's back is not simple, he doesn't have to worry too much, but after all, the couple is still useful, and they won't break up now.

"Husband" Xu Jiayi's expression changed.

She was about to speak, but Feng Xiupei pulled her sleeves and shook her head at her, signaling her to stop talking.

Speaking of concubine, Feng Xiuyu looked happy, "Then I can come in without the concubine ceremony."

She could carry a sedan chair, marry Brother Rong in a grand manner, and become his concubine.

"That's natural."

Feng Xiang lowered his head and looked at the palm prints, feeling excited in his heart.

He would soon be superior to the emperor.

He might not be able to see a prince, but Yu'er could find a better man by then.

"Feng Tianlan died suddenly.

I want to give everyone an explanation.

Before that bitch makes a fuss, publicize it now.

Feng Tianlan was kidnapped by flower pickers.

She was humiliated in every possible way.

She was forced to live without shame and committed suicide by jumping off a cliff."

Feng Xiupei calmly explained the method.

When she found the body, she had already thought of a countermeasure.

She thought that death would relieve the hatred in her heart Even if she dies, she still wants Feng Tianlan to be reviled and humiliated.

Such insulting infamy will definitely make her die with a sigh of relief.

Even if she dies, she will not be able to rest in peace.

This can finally relieve the hatred in her heart.

Feng Xiuyu looked at the corpse lying on the ground, her eyes full of evil, "Is there anyone who has a necrophilia?

Send this bitch to play with her.

Since she was humiliated, she should have some scars of humiliation on her body."

As long as she thought about how she almost became brother Rong's concubine, she hated Feng Tianlan to the core of her bones.

"That's not necessary.

Just drag it down and feed it to the dogs.

Burn the unfinished bones into ashes and scatter them in the manure pit."

Feng Xiupei's voice was as gentle as an oriole, but her words were extremely vicious.

Feng Xiang looked up at Feng Xiupei's face under the veil, feeling a little worried, "Pei'er, your face?"

If her face were ruined, the future emperor of Xuantian Continent would definitely look down on her.

"It's okay.

I'll use the Beauty Pill later.

There won't be any scars."

Feng Xiupei raised her hand and caressed her face, her eyes flashed with fierce needle light.

If Feng Tianlan hadn't been dead, she would have had this injury on her face.

I will definitely give it back a thousand times.

"That's good."

A woman's face is the most important thing, and there can't be any stain on it.

The few people discussed some more things before they dispersed and went back to their respective courtyards, while Fengxiang still stayed in the study, studying his treasures.

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Fengxiu Peimeng returned to the boudoir, sat in front of the bronze mirror, and slowly took off her veil.

The dense blood stains were like a face covered with red spider silk, forming a spider web, so The horror is scary.

"Feng Tianlan" Feng Xiupei gritted her teeth in hatred, "Fortunately you died quickly, otherwise" Even if Feng Tianlan wasn't cut into pieces, she wouldn't be able to vent her hatred.

Feng Xiupei took out the Beauty Pill, crushed it into powder, mixed it with the cream, and applied it on her face.

In this way, within three days, her face would return to its former beauty.

However, when she was applying it on her face, she didn't notice at all that there was a white shadow on the roof, exuding a cold murderous aura, and she looked at the crescent moon in the night sky with cold eyes

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