Feng Qingru sat lazily, her sharp eyes scanning the crowd like a sharp blade, her red lips slightly parted, and her cold voice like the ice on the top of the snow-capped mountains slowly rippling in the wind of Wutong Courtyard for thousands of years.
Come on, it's scary
"Tui'er, Miss taught you something today. You must remember it well." After a pause, he continued.
"I won't offend anyone unless they offend me; if someone offends me, I will retaliate; if someone offends me again, I will eradicate the roots. Remember? Cui'er"
His indifferent tone was like a wisp of breeze blowing by everyone's ears, but it made people's hair stand on end for no reason, with waves of chills rising from the soles of their feet and spreading throughout their bodies.
After finishing speaking, Wu Jingyu, who was leaning on the chair as lazily as if he had no bones, slightly curved his lips, and looked at the person next to him with his bright black eyes, showing unabashed admiration.
"Tui'er remembers it." The little girl nodded obediently. Although she felt that the young lady's temperament had changed drastically since she woke up, she really liked and appreciated such a strong and undefeatable young lady.
"Now that you have remembered it, let's take a look at who in this courtyard has insulted and beaten you. Now beat them back one by one. Don't forget Miss, I will give you a lesson." Feng Qingzhuang smiled faintly, that's not high, isn't it?
The low voice was as cold as frost, just enough for everyone in the courtyard to hear it, and everyone couldn't help but tremble.
"Feng Qingzhuang, you bitch, if you dare to touch the people around me, I will never let you go in the future." Feng Simei's apricot eyes contained overwhelming hatred, and she glared at Feng Qingzhuang with a sharp and harsh tone.
His voice contained a strong hint of threat.
"It seems that the slap I just gave to Third Sister was not hard enough. Should I make Third Sister's face look like this pillar to teach you a lesson?" Feng Qingzhuang's indifferent voice floated out, her eyes turned cold.
, holding a small stone in his hand, flicked it with a flick of his finger, and shot it towards the wooden pillar under the corridor.
Everyone's eyes followed the direction in which the pebbles shot out. The pebbles penetrated directly through the wooden pillar, and a hole as big as a finger appeared. Everyone's expressions changed greatly, and their bodies shivered like fallen leaves in the autumn wind. Knowing that they could not escape today, they
They all turned their attention to Feng Simei and placed their hopes on her.
Feng Simei's face also changed drastically, and the extreme fear was revealed in her almond-shaped eyes. She usually showed off her power in the Prime Minister's Mansion with the help of the second lady, and her arrogant and playful aura was completely gone. She was worried that Feng Qingzhuang would really shoot the stone in anger.
It was on her face that it would be too late to regret the breakup. At this moment, she held her breath and kept silent, not daring to say another word.
"Second Miss, please spare your life, my slaves will never dare to do it again"
Seeing that Feng Simei was silent, everyone in the courtyard knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy, except for the third and fourth young ladies of the Feng family.
"Tui'er, don't do anything yet." Feng Qingzhuang remained unmoved, glanced at everyone indifferently, and then turned to look at Cui'er, who was frowning and thinking, and warned.
The shocked Tweety was still wondering when the young lady had become so powerful. Suddenly, a voice as cold as ice floated over. Tweety immediately came back from her thoughts, and a cold and fierce light shone in her watery black eyes.
, raised his steps and walked towards Aunt Qu first.
"Damn bitch, I told you to hit me. Today I will slap your mouth to pieces." With Feng Qingzhuang's support, the dark factor in Cui'er's heart fully emerged. She gritted her teeth and struck very hard, one slap after another.
He slapped her hard at Nanny Qu's old face with a few wrinkles.
Smoking and cursing to vent the grievances you suffer in daily life