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Chapter three hundred and first death

Generally speaking, when the doctor said this, he meant to prepare for the funeral.

Mrs. Zhou and Mr. Yao felt cold when they heard this, and looked at each other in confusion.

Mrs. Feng was mean and difficult to deal with, and the two of them had really suffered a lot of suffocation over the years. However, she was their mother-in-law, and they had known her for many years. When they suddenly heard the bad news that Mrs. Feng was about to die, the two of them were panicked.

After sending the doctor away, Mrs. Zhou whispered uneasily: "The doctor outside is useless. We have to invite an imperial doctor."

In the capital city, the imperial physician has the best medical skills.

Yao sighed with a bitter face: "The imperial doctors are all in the imperial hospital, and they usually treat the ladies in the palace. It is not difficult for princesses or princesses to hire imperial doctors. How can we in Feng Mansion have such dignity?"

Anyway, the two of them don't have the ability. It might be possible for Feng Shilang to take action himself.

Mrs. Zhou also sighed: "When my father-in-law returns home in the evening, we will report to your father-in-law what the doctor said and let him make the decision!"

Unfortunately, Feng Shilang had a social event in the evening and did not return home until midnight. Also accompanying him back home was a young woman in her late teens.

This woman is wearing a bright and light dress, and her every move and smile are full of charm. At a glance, you can tell that she is a singer and dancer. It is common for officials to give gifts to beauties.

Su Quan led the beauty to the study to settle down,

Mrs. Zhou lowered her head, bowed and said in a low voice: "My daughter-in-law has something to report."

Feng Shilang hummed casually.

Zhou didn't dare to hesitate and quickly said what the doctor said today.

When Shilang Feng heard this, he was mostly awake from the wine and frowned: "Doctor really said that?"

Zhou replied in a low voice: "Yes. This is already the most famous doctor in the capital. It would be useless to replace him with another doctor. If we can invite the imperial doctor to take a look, there may be a chance of improvement."

Feng Shilang pondered for a moment and said calmly: "Continue to drink the medicine. I will figure out a solution for the imperial doctor's matter."

Feeling relieved, Zhou responded, resigned and left.

After all, they had been married for many years. Hearing that Mrs. Feng was about to die, Shilang Feng felt heavy in his heart. He was not in the mood to add fragrance to his red sleeves, so he sat on the chair for a while, then got up and went to the main courtyard.

After lighting the incense, Mr. Feng sat in front of Mrs. Feng's bed.

For more than a month, Mrs. Feng had barely eaten a grain of rice and relied on drinking decoctions to survive. Her complexion was sallow and skinny. When she heard the noise, Mrs. Feng struggled to open her eyes, her eyes dim and dull.

Like a lamp that has run out of oil, it will burn out at any time.

Shilang Feng's brows jumped again and again, he was completely sober.

"Hui Niang," Mrs. Feng's eyes were distracted and she whispered: "Hui Niang, you are all alone underground. Mom will go to accompany you soon."

The voice was erratic, filled with desolation and a hint of weirdness.

Feng Shilang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Mother Hui has left. Take good care of yourself and don't waste your life."

Mrs. Feng's blank gaze became somewhat focused, and it took her a while to see the face next to the bed clearly. Her sallow face suddenly flushed fiercely, and her eyes shone with anger: "Bah! You heartless old dog!

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"Why do you have the nerve to mention Madam Hui!"

"Huiniang is young and beautiful. In order to marry the Prince of Kang County, you married off your daughter to fill a house. Poor Huiniang, she became your stepmother as soon as you entered the house. Your daughter-in-law is older than you. Her heart is miserable and her life is even more miserable."

"If it weren't for you, how could Madam Hui end up like this!"

Mrs. Feng was so excited that she suddenly grabbed Feng Shilang's hand. She didn't know where the strength came from, and dug her nails into the back of Feng Shilang's hand. A crazy light shone in her eyes: "Ms. Hui is left alone like this. I am a mother-in-law."

Go and accompany her. You, the father, should go too."

There was a burning pain on the back of my hand. You didn’t even have to look down to see that it must have been scratched and dripping with blood.

Shilang Feng was in pain and angry, and he forcefully waved away Mrs. Feng's hand.

Mrs. Feng was pushed hard and fell to the side, and soon she rushed over from the bed. Like a dying beast, she grabbed her husband's face with her hands and bit his hand with her mouth.

Feng Shilang was also completely angry and pushed hard again.

This time, Mrs. Feng rolled directly off the bed, fell to the ground with a bang, and screamed miserably.

Feng Shilang was still angry and cursed angrily: "You are crazy!"

"How can you blame me for Huiniang's death? Only you know what she did in private. As a mother, why didn't you stop her?"

"It was you who personally sent Madam Hui to her death! Why do you still have the nerve to blame me?"

Mrs. Feng lay on the ground, motionless.

Feng Shilang was so angry that he didn't notice anything was wrong at all and continued to curse. It wasn't until two sticks of incense had passed that Feng Shilang realized something was wrong. His heart suddenly sank, and he rushed forward, squatted down, and turned Mrs. Feng over.

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There was a small pool of blood on the ground.

Mrs. Feng's forehead was covered with blood and her eyes were open. When she checked her breathing, she found that she was out of breath.

Shilang Feng felt a chill in his heart and his hands kept shaking.

Originally, Mrs. Feng could survive for a while longer. She had the nerve to ask for an imperial doctor, who might be able to cure her.

Now, the old wife has breathed her last and is lying in front of her with eyes open to death.

Even though Feng Shilang had a cold heart, he felt cold all over his body at this moment.

After a long time, Feng Shilang's stiff body moved, stood up, picked up Mrs. Feng's body and placed it on the bed. He called the maid in and cleaned up the blood on the floor.

The two maids who were serving Mrs. Feng were so frightened that their legs went weak. They wiped away the blood stains while trembling. Then they brought hot water and wiped Mrs. Feng's head and face again.

The blood stains on his forehead were wiped away, but the scars remained.

Shilang Feng took a quick glance and quickly looked away. It seemed that if he took one more look, Mrs. Feng would turn into an evil ghost and demand her life: "Call everyone."



That night, everyone in the Feng Mansion was awakened.

Mrs. Feng is dead!

When the bad news came, everyone was stunned.

The doctor had only hinted during the day that he could prepare for the funeral, so why were there no people there at night? Logically speaking, he should have been able to survive for a while.

Mrs. Zhou walked in a hurry, almost running to the main courtyard. When she arrived at the gate of the courtyard, she happened to meet Ms. Yao with a look of horror on her face.

"Where's the second brother?" Zhou asked anxiously.

Yao's forehead was dripping with cold sweat: "Second Master went out drinking during the day and never returned home."

Mrs. Zhou was so anxious that she stamped her feet: "Why don't you send someone to look for her quickly?"

As soon as Mrs. Feng died, funeral arrangements had to be made immediately. Uncle Feng was away working as an official, and Feng Lun had died long ago. Feng Wei was the only filial son.

A mourning hall will be set up immediately and letters of mourning will be sent out at midnight. Someone will come to express condolences early tomorrow morning. If Feng Wei doesn't show up, he will be known as unfilial.

Mrs. Yao was already at a loss for her husband. She nodded hurriedly, called a few servants, and ordered them to leave the house immediately to find her husband.

Unfortunately, we could not find Mr. Feng until dawn.


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