Shock! The abandoned concubine cheated on the god of war and only wanted to farm

That night.

The night grew darker and darker, like thick ink that could not be dissolved.

It is the best time to do bad things on a dark and windy night like this.

A few people who went out to do bad things tonight arrived at each other's location perfectly at the same time.

Some people sent by Mr. Han attacked Feng Ranhua and his group.

Some people from Xie Longyi's faction wanted to capture Feng Ranhua and her two children.

Feng Ranhua was also taking Bai Qiji to Mr. Han’s mansion in the east of the city.

At this time, in a courtyard in the east of the city.

Master Han wanted to wait for news, so Sui asked someone to serve a table of wine and food, and also called his favorite concubine Yu to accompany him.

After hearing that something had happened to the eldest young master, Aunt Yu was planning to tell the master today about what happened a few days ago when she burned incense. The master had always been worried about the lack of offspring in the family, so she was eager for her to get some advantage today.

All the concubines in the family own shops, but since she comes from a brothel, she has no confidence, so today she comes to ask the master for help.

Aunt Yu was very good at the tricks of the boudoir. After a few glasses of wine, she blinked with a dazed look in her eyes. She lifted her thin shirt as if unintentionally, and the clothes slipped down slightly, revealing her jade-like shoulders.

A jade hand was circling on the master's back, making Master Han's eyes become hot as he looked at the charming little elf in front of him.

Master Han then coughed twice and signaled the maids and servants to leave.

"Master, I went to the temple today to worship Guanyin, the Goddess of Childbirth, and unexpectedly I got a very good fortune. The fortune teller said that I will have a baby this year."

Aunt Yu's voice was both soft and greasy.

After the room was empty, Master Han anxiously hugged the lovely girl in his arms, nibbled her hard, and put his big hands restlessly into her.

Just grab them randomly.

Instantly, a charming blush appeared on Aunt Yu's pretty face. That seductive posture made Master Han feel dry in his mouth.

He shouted hurriedly:

"A son is good, the master is in need of a son!"

After saying that, Master Han picked up Aunt Yu and walked towards the inner room.

After a period of making love, Aunt Yu lay naked beside the satisfied Master Han.

She took out her usual trick, stretched out a slender finger and gently drew circles on Mr. Han's chest, then sighed softly and said with a very sad expression:

"Master, I went to Qingjue Temple a few days ago to ask for the best fortune. The monk who interpreted the fortune said that I will definitely be pregnant with a baby boy today.

When I heard that, I happily said that I would pray for the Bodhisattva to have a silver body, so that my son could be born in my belly as soon as possible. That day, Mrs. Wu was also burning incense, and she laughed at me, saying that it was impossible to pray for the Bodhisattva to have a silver body, and if you wanted to pray, you should pray for a golden body, which would show your sincerity.

After saying this, Aunt Yu looked up at the master with her charming eyes, and seeing that the master had a dazed look on his face and half-closed his eyes, she said:

"But... in order to give the Bodhisattva a silver body, this is all the money I can afford. Master, what do you think... if I give the Bodhisattva a silver body, then Lin'er will not be born in my belly?"

"The master doesn't need this little silver to cross the golden body." Master Han pinched her slippery butt.

"Madam has always been virtuous in managing household affairs. If I... break the rules, I'm afraid Madam will be angry. I'm thinking about passing away and performing a ritual to keep Lin'er in our home." Aunt Yu spoke softly, sticking close to him, letting him do what he wanted.

The lady is a tigress and is very particular about rules.

Master Han thought for a moment and said, "Take my seal and go to the grain store in the east of the city to get the silver."

Aunt Yu had achieved half of her plan, and she was very smart and sent herself up.

As early as half an hour ago, beside the west courtyard wall.

Suddenly, two dark shadows, one in front and one behind, descended from the sky and approached Han Qianze's inner courtyard.

Near the base of the wall, Feng Ranhua stretched out his hand to sense the wind direction, then poured the medicine powder in his hand into the windward. A strong wind blew, and the powder in the air penetrated into the nostrils of the guards and servants in the courtyard.

In just half a minute, everyone's bodies went limp and they fell down with a "thump...thump..."

All around was as quiet as snow.

After a while, the courtyard seemed empty and no one was around, with only the chirping of summer cicadas to be heard.

Feng Ranhua and Bai Qi jumped over the archway in a dignified manner and walked in slowly, with their long black robes passing by the cold threshold.

Suddenly, as I approached the door, I heard a small soliloquy from around the corner.

"Hey, I fainted. Today is indeed a good opportunity."

Feng Ranhua and Bai Qi stopped in their tracks, and the three of them looked at each other.

The little figure was frightened at first, but then he saw Feng Ranhua and the other two wearing black clothes and covering their faces, waving their short knives and said happily: "Did you knock down his guards?"

Shouldn't she be afraid?

A shadow walked out from the dark corner. It was a young girl in a coarse grey shirt and shorts. She was as tall as Feng Ranhua's shoulders. She estimated that the young girl was twelve or thirteen years old.

For some reason, the young girl felt at ease looking at the two of them. She had been selling herself to the Han Mansion for six months. She had sneaked into the eldest young master's yard in the middle of the night at least ten times, if not twenty times, but she had never waited for the right opportunity.

Today she had a strong feeling that she could get what she wanted today. When she thought of this, a little excitement flashed in her eyes, but it was soon replaced by surging hatred. She asked affirmatively:

"I know, you must be seeking revenge on Han Qianze like me?"

There is a grudge!

Feng Ranhua asked nonchalantly, "What grudge?"

Under the cool moonlight, even the air seemed to become thinner.

The little girl quickly lowered her head in depression, her clenched hands trembling. After a while, she sniffed and whispered:

"My sister... was abused by him... and committed suicide by jumping into the river. He also sent people to beat my parents to death."

Feng Ranhua had been paying attention to the little girl's expression. The surging hatred in her heart did not seem fake. Upon hearing that, she twisted her fingertips, which turned a little white.

brute!

And there is the Han scumbag, a waste of garbage, who indulges his relatives.

"Let's go and avenge your sister." Feng Ranhua took the lead and walked forward, gently pushed open the door, came to Han Qianze's bed, and looked at him with interest, as if looking at a prey about to fall into the net.

Han Qianze returned home today. He had just reattached his right leg which was broken by Feng Ranhua during the day. He screamed in pain for several hours and fell into a drowsy sleep.

In order to help him sleep well at night, Mrs. Han burned sleeping incense in the room.

The moon was hanging in the middle, emitting a cold light. The watery moonlight shone in from the window lattice and spread all the way to his bed. He suddenly opened his eyes wide as if sensing something, and several figures approached the bed.

Two adults and one child stood against the light, but their dark pupils flashed with strange light.

Han Qian felt like he might have seen a ghost.

The three figures were like ghosts, like soul-calling messengers from hell.

Moved!

The sound of a knife.

"You... who are you?" Han Qian was sweating profusely, shaking his broken right leg, and trying hard to shrink into the bed.

The three of them were silent, they just listened.

brush!

brush!

The little girl and Bai Qi each drew out a dagger.

Han Qian shouted in fear:

"save--"

A scream for help suddenly rang out, but disappeared in an instant.

Bai Qi, who was quick-witted, stuffed a pill into his mouth, which dissolved as soon as it entered his mouth. Han Qian was unable to utter a single sound for a moment, with only his hideous face twisting.