Feng Zirui's sudden change made He Zhong lose his mind for a moment, but soon his eyes moved to the little hand wrapped in gauze. He Zhong vaguely felt that the young master's temperament must have an absolute connection with the injury this time, and realized that the injury was probably due to the master.

He spent half his life serving the Feng family, watching Feng Jinyuan climb from the new top scorer to the left-level prime minister step by step, and then from a first-rank official to the first-class official, so he had to feed his horses on the horse farm. But He Zhong knew in his heart that these were worthy of it, and it was also sad that the family affection of wealthy families was so indifferent to this part.

Feng Zirui was running in a hurry, but he ran to the room where Yao was. Yao Xian said before that Yao had not moved out of Feng's house, so he bought the house, but the yard was a bit dilapidated and was being repaired. In addition, he had to buy someone to buy a house, and Yao was seriously injured, so the moving matter could only be temporarily delayed. Cheng Junman sent his maid to Yao's house to serve. Even though Feng Jinyuan was so cruel that Yao wanted to kill him several times, he did not dare because of the protection of the Cheng sisters.

Yao was awake as early as when Feng Jinyuan left Beijing, but he was not in good spirits. He was just eating and drinking water all day long and lay on the bed in a daze. The Cheng sisters would come here every day and say a few words, but Yao ignored him and gradually the others would not want to come again. Yao sometimes asked if Feng Jinyuan was dead. When the maid said she was still alive, she would make a fuss in excitement. The doctor Cheng Junman specially invited her to deal with these similar emergencies.

When Feng Zirui arrived, he just arrived at the door and heard a maid timidly saying to Yao: "I heard that the master can try to go down the ground since noon yesterday."

This sentence was like a firecracker, and Yao exploded suddenly, shouting with a loud shout—"What?" Then he sat up from the bed and shouted: "He can actually go down the ground? Impossible! My knife stabbed very heavily. Didn't he mean his life was broken? How could he go down the ground so quickly?"

The girl was almost crying. While supporting Yao, she tried her best to prevent her from breaking the wound due to the excessive movement. She also had to persuade her: "There must be good medicine for the master. Madam, you must take care of your body!"

Feng Zirui turned his head and asked the servant at the door in a low voice: "Can Feng Jinyuan get to the ground?"

That was a big girl who used to work in Feng's Mansion. She was wondering why the young master even called the master's name. She had heard the second lady call him like this before, but it is well known that the second lady and the master are not in harmony. Now, even the young master stands opposite to the master? This girl vaguely feels that the Feng family is really impossible to stay. She is not afraid of fighting secretly at home, but now it is obvious that it is fighting openly, which is too scary.

After thinking about it, he answered quickly after hearing Feng Zirui's question: "The master doesn't have to go to the ground, I heard that he can walk around the yard."

"How could he be so fast?" Even Feng Zirui was puzzled this time, "What doctor did you hire to treat it? The Imperial Doctor?"

Before the girl could answer, Wangchuan took the words and snorted coldly: "He can't afford a good doctor, and the imperial physician was even more dreaming. The young master didn't know that Feng Jinyuan had a new group of secret guards, it is said..." Wangchuan lowered his voice a little further, bent down and leaned against Zi Rui's ear, and whispered: "It is said to be a Qianzhou person."

Feng Zirui's eyebrows could almost be twisted out of water. The child could not control his anger when he heard the word Qianzhou Er. He was about to break out and heard a "bang" sound in the room. When he looked in, he found that Yao was pushing down the girl who was serving her. The girl hit the table and knocked over the teacup on the table.

Yao was like crazy, sitting on the bed and roaring loudly: "Aren't you here to serve me? Are you not my servant? Why don't you listen to my instructions?"

The girl was dizzy when she was hit, but she still cried and said, "My wife can do whatever she wants me to do, but I really don't dare to kill the master!"

Yao stared at her eyes and cursed: "Useless things! How can you survive in the Feng family if you don't dare to kill?"

He shouted like venting, but he revealed a truth. It was not wrong at all. If he didn't dare to kill, how could he survive in the Feng family?

Feng Zirui finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he ran two steps into the room and quickly supported Yao. The child tried to lighten his voice and said to Yao in a very coaxing voice: "Don't be angry, your body is yours. If you are angry or tore your wounds apart, it's Zirui who feels sorry for Zirui! Doesn't your mother love Zirui the most?"

Yao didn't come back to her senses. The anger just now made her pant and she couldn't breathe. Zi Rui's little hands were following her back one after another. Yao felt that something was wrong with the hand that was stroking her back?

She stared at Zi Rui blankly for a while, then half turned around and pulled Zi Rui's hand over, and then she saw the gauze wrapped around his hand and the broken finger.

Yao was almost frightened and threw Zi Rui's hand away, as if he had gotten something very scary. After a while, he calmed down again and asked madly: "Where is your little finger? Zi Rui, where is your little finger?"

After all, he was a child. Even though he returned to Feng Mansion with anger, even if he was as cold as before, he was as fragile as his mother. Zi Rui's nose was sore, he almost fell from tears.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yao quickly asked Wangchuan: "What's going on? Didn't you say that Zirui returned to Xiaozhou to go to school? Where is his sister?"

Wangchuan told Yao seriously: "The young master was originally going to Xiaozhou to go to school. The young lady sent ten secret guards to escort him, but he encountered Qian Zhou's murder halfway, not only kidnapped the young master, but also... broke the young master's little finger."

When Yao heard the words "Broken Little Finger", his nerves suddenly collapsed. Wangchuan continued to say that, she said, "The reason why those Qianzhou people knew the whereabouts of the young master was the letter from Feng Jinyuan, the master of the Feng family." But Yao didn't listen to this at all. Her mind was full of the concept of "Zi Rui was robbed on the way to school". Then, with her almost pathological imagination, the concept directly turned into a sentence - "Why didn't Aheng protect him?"

Wangchuan frowned, and a bad premonition arose in his heart, but he still explained: "Protected, the lady sent ten secret guards to escort the young master to Xiaozhou. Unfortunately, the person who came to the other party was Qianzhou's magic shoot."

"I asked her why she didn't send Zi Rui to Xiaozhou in person?" Yao yelled again. What Qianzhou magic shot, she didn't understand what it meant. She only knew that her son's finger was broken. The most fundamental reason for this injury was that Feng Yuheng did not send it in person. "My son is so young. He is less than ten years old. Who can he have a grudge against? Why was he kidnapped?" She murmured to herself, as if no one was around, even if there were blood marks on the wound, she was unaware of it. Yao still analyzed himself, "Zi Rui is just a child, and it is impossible for someone to rob him. He went with his sister, so the person who wanted to rob him should be..." Her eyes lit up, "It's his sister!" Yao looked up at Wangchuan: "The person the other party was going to kill should be Feng Yuheng, right? She didn't go to send Zi Rui personally, so she escaped the disaster, so she took the account to Zi Rui, right?"

Wangchuan admired Yao so much that she was so impressed that she couldn't talk to this woman anymore, so she simply snorted coldly, turned her head and said nothing.

But when Yao saw that she didn't speak, she became excited again. The mother who had always been kind and had no idea where she went. Now she became sarcastic and mean, and was no different from the Shen family before. She glared at Wangchuan and said, "I got it right, so you didn't speak anymore! Then why do you have the face to see me? I know this is not her brother, so she doesn't feel sorry for her. She is in danger and she hides herself, but she pushes Zi Rui up. She kills my daughter, but I didn't settle the score with her, why did she kill my son? What kind of hatred do I have with her?"

Yao burst into tears.

Feng Zirui could hardly believe his ears. He stood beside the bed and looked at his mother in horror, and asked himself over and over again, when did his mother become like this? Is this the mother who took them to depend on each other in the mountain village in the northwest?

He looked at Yao's questioning Wangchuan one by one. His nose, which was so sad just now because of his mother's care, became clear in an instant, and the surging hatred in his heart rose again.

He turned around and asked the servant of the Feng family: "Didn't you ask someone to inform Feng Jinyuan that I'm back? Have you gone? Where are you?"

The servants here didn't know what happened to Feng Jinyuan, but the young master asked but couldn't help but answer, so he had to say go and take a look. So the two little girls trotted away from the house, and Yao's crying continued, making Feng Zirui's heart get more and more angry.

The child finally couldn't help it, and had nowhere to vent his anger. He glanced around. The table that the maid who had just fallen fell to was instantly caught. He didn't know where he got the strength, but he took two steps to the table, grabbed the table in one hand, and then threw it to the opposite side.

With a "bang", the table hit the cabinet and fell a skewed foot.
Chapter completed!