Shipin Dalizheng

Feng Qingqing took two smooth steps back, and Feng Yingying fell at her feet.

Madam Ma stopped Feng Qingqing and shouted, "Miss Feng, what are you doing? The entire capital knows that you and Master Fu are deeply in love. He won't marry anyone but you, and you won't marry anyone but him. The engagement letter has been exchanged, and the marriage certificate has been obtained. It's only right and proper for us to get married now. Why are you suddenly bringing up Sixth Miss?"

Feng Yingying cried regardless, "I don't, I don't want to get married. The person Fu Qingshi likes is not me. The person he likes is the person who saved him when he was a child, and that person is not me. Feng Liu, do you remember, when you were seven years old, we found a boy with lime sprinkled on his eyes. I said to wash it with water, and you said to wash it with vegetable oil. Later, I didn't care, and it was you who took him to wash his eyes with vegetable oil... I looked around and heard Madam Fu looking for her son everywhere. Only then did I know that the little boy was the son of General Fu. I took Fu Qingshi away and gave him to Madam Fu while you were away, saying that I saved him. Later, Fu Qingshi came to me with a jade pendant, saying that he found it from his savior, and I accepted it. You go and have a look, the pendant is on him now, it's yours, I saw you wearing it with my own eyes, and then you said you lost it, but it wasn't lost, it was picked up by Fu Qingshi. Woohoo... The person Fu Qingshi likes should be you, and the one who should marry him is you."

Everyone understood what she said, which was full of confusion. They were all shocked by Feng Ying's shamelessness and couldn't recover.

The person who was most touched was undoubtedly Fu Qingshi. He had always thought that it was Feng Yingying who saved him. Now Feng Yingying told him in person that he loved the wrong person. It was almost as if his whole world view was overturned and he was at a loss as to what to do.

“Yingying, you…”

Feng Yingying didn't want to face his heartbroken gaze, so she turned her head away and said, "Brother Qingshi, no, Master Fu, I'm sorry. I lied to you. It's not too late now. I'll set things right and give you back the person you really should love."

As she was about to leave, Bei Feng gently pulled her back with a strong force. "That's a nice way to put it! Why didn't you come to set things right when Master Fu was fine? Now that he's disabled, you want to tell me the so-called truth? Let's not talk about whether what you said is true or not. Even if it's true, I saved Master Fu when we were young. Does that mean I should marry him after he became disabled? I saved his life, but now I've become a disaster?"

Feng Yingying said angrily: "I don't care. He treated me very well later because he thought I saved him. Although he didn't treat you well, his feelings were there, and you should be responsible. He liked his savior, not me. I have no obligation to marry him, ah..."

Feng Qingqing slapped her across the face. "It's you who has endured all his kindness, and it's you who has been engaged to him. If Master Fu is willing to repay you for saving my life, the silver is enough. As for the pendant..."

She walked towards Fu Qingshi and pulled a jade pendant from his neck. Just as she was about to throw it, she saw the word "Zheng" engraved on the back of the pendant. Suddenly, she laughed again, "How ridiculous! Whose things are they trying to pass off as mine? If it's engraved with the word "qing", or even the word "feng", they can still blame me for the money. Is that it?"

She threw the pendant away and said, "This is not mine. I didn't save Master Fu. Goodbye."

Feng Yingying burst into tears, "You can't leave, it's yours, you can't deny it."

Madam Ma went forward to pick up the pendant and saw that it was the Chinese character "Zheng". She spat and said, "Pah! What rubbish do you have? You're trying to bring Feng Xiangjun up with you! Whoever saved a fool like you would be damned. Madam Fu, I'm trying to persuade you that Feng Yingying and your son have always had an affair, and everyone in the city knows about it. Your two families are engaged, so whether you get married today or not, don't involve Feng Xiangjun. She has done great good deeds for the countless refugees and civilians. You'll only harm your karma if you try to target her."

After saying that, she threw the pendant away as well.

As Madam Ma and Feng Qingqing left, Madam Fu looked at Feng Yingying with a cold gaze, "Even with all the extravagant words you said today, you must marry my son."

Feng Yingying cried, "No, I won't. Brother Qingshi, please let me go. I can't marry you. I'm afraid. I see you're afraid. I can't be your wife. Brother Qingshi, Brother Qingshi, you've always liked me. If you really loved me, how could you have the heart to harm me for the rest of my life? Brother Qingshi..."

Heart-wrenching cries repeatedly whipped Fu Qingshi's numb soul. He suddenly felt funny. Yes, he had always known what kind of person Feng Yingying was. She was selfish, cold and heartless. How could she be willing to marry him after he became such a terrible cripple? However, even with such a Feng Yingying, he had always been willing to love and give to her.

He said in a hoarse voice: "Mom, let's just leave it at that."

Madam Fu objected vehemently, saying, "Impossible! You're already like this, and no one will agree to marry you in the future. You are the eldest son of the Fu family, and it is your duty to carry on the family line. As a mother, whether it's Miss Feng Da or Miss Feng Liu, you must marry one of them."

Feng Yingying tumbled and crawled towards Madam Fu, "Madam, let Brother Qingshi marry Feng Liu. She is now a county lady, of noble status, and is in charge of distributing grain. If the Fu family marries her, it will be like marrying the Goddess of Wealth, who will ensure plenty of food. I can't do that. Your family has nothing left, and I can't help the Fu family at all."

Mrs. Fu's brain seemed to be rusty, and her heart was beating hard, "This...she won't agree."

Feng Yingying said hurriedly, "What does it matter whether she agrees or not? As long as we get her into the house, go through the wedding ceremony, or even go straight into the bridal chamber and create a de facto marriage, she will be completely helpless. By then, she will become a member of the Fu family and will naturally speak on the side of her husband's family. Even for the sake of her reputation, she can't escape."

It can be said that Feng Yingying came up with a rather vicious method. Although kidnapping a bride is against the law, once it is done, almost 100% of the people will not be able to escape. The secular pressure means that even if a woman dies, she will die in her husband's family.

Madam Fu's face was filled with a conflict between her inner self and her inner self, sometimes fierce and sometimes hesitant. To be honest, the current Feng Xiangjun, with his status and position alone, was a hundred times stronger than Feng Yingying's. If she entered the house...

Seeing that she was still hesitant, Feng Yingying fanned her again, "Madam Fu, we can't wait any longer. She just left the house not long ago. We can still catch her if we go out now while there are no one around her. If we are late, we will miss the opportunity."

Mrs. Fu immediately made up her mind, but before taking action, she still had to ask her son's opinion.

She turned her gaze to her eldest son. Fu Qingbai's expression twisted for a moment, and suddenly he turned his face away. Mrs. Fu knew what to do.

"Come here, bring Feng Xiangjun back. Move quickly so that Madam Ma doesn't find out and stop you."

The maids took the order and left. Feng Yingying also wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but Madam Fu said with a ferocious look, "You can't leave. If this doesn't work out, you'll have to take the blame. Qingshi, if you want to let this bitch go, then be serious with me. Don't try to fool me."

Feng Yingying was taken away. Fu Qingshi's face turned pale. He felt ashamed, uncomfortable, and finally numb.

Feng Qingqing had just parted with Madam Ma when she was surrounded by the Fu family's maids again. She didn't want to show off her martial arts skills in the street, so she let them tie her hands behind her back and went to the Fu family again.

When her in-laws escorted her into the wedding hall, she understood and couldn't help laughing, "Mrs. Fu, Fu Qingshi, your family has no desire to survive at all!"