Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Feng Qingyou hurriedly went to greet her, and Madam Song did not dare to be negligent, and also gave up the seat of honor.

Once the ancestor was seated, Feng Yunqian brought over a cup of tea.

The old lady of the Feng family originally had a lot of impatience with Song Shi, but when she saw Feng Yunqian, that impatience gradually dissipated.

This one, though not immune to illness, still gave birth to a wonderful daughter.

When Song saw that the patriarch had arrived, he knew that it was impossible for him to forcefully suppress the matter.

"What's going on?"

The old lady of the Feng family asked in a deep voice.

Song kept her head down and did not speak.

Madam Feng gave her a displeased look; when trouble struck, she was like a quail.

"Granny Li, what's going on here?!"

Madam Feng looked sharply at Granny Li.

Granny Li wasn't afraid. Originally, her young lady was in the right in this matter, and the old lady's arrival was to support her young lady.

He recounted the events in detail without embellishment.

After Li Mama finished speaking, Madam Feng's expression grew increasingly grim.

"Say it!"

The old lady of the Feng family glanced coldly at the plum blossoms on the ground.

Mei Hua shivered. Her once clean and delicate face was now swollen and bruised, and her expression of fear was even more frightening.

“Our young lady is in love with Prince Cheng, so… she wants to push the eldest daughter into the lake, so that Young Master Li will definitely save her. Then the eldest daughter will… marry Young Master Li, and the young lady can marry Prince Cheng later.”

Meihua's face was swollen from the beating, and her speech was already slurred. She was speaking in a trembling voice.

"You're talking nonsense—"

Feng Yunyao could no longer stand and screamed in anguish.

The plum blossom was clearly the most loyal, so how did it become like this? This isn't right! This isn't right!?

Mei Hua flinched. "It was all the young lady's idea for me to do this."

"Take it down."

Madam Feng waved her hand, and immediately someone took Mei Hua away.

"Madam, please spare my life!"

The plum blossoms cried out in heart-wrenching agony.

Feng Qingyou watched calmly, knowing that the plum blossom was definitely dead.

Such a maidservant, who sided with them, should definitely be beaten to death.

Moreover, Feng Yunyao's matter is also involved...

"Mr. Song, how do you plan to resolve this matter?"

Madam Feng glanced coldly at Madam Song and asked a question.

Madam Song gritted her teeth, thinking it was all because of that damned girl she gave birth to, who had caused all this trouble.

"The marriage with the Li family has been arranged, as has the marriage between Qingyou and Qianqian. It's not good to cause any trouble now. This brat has caused such a mess, so I will keep her in the courtyard until she gets married."

Madam Song secretly resented herself, blaming herself for giving birth to such a worthless son.

The design was harmful, but the person ended up being trapped in it.

"Besides embroidery, I am also copying the Thirty Precepts for Women."

Madam Feng is doing this again to vent her anger for Feng Qingyou.

"Yes!"

Madam Song nodded in agreement. Seeing Feng Yunyao still looking lost and distraught, she quickly pulled her over.

"You wretched child, you still don't know you're wrong."

"I don't want to marry Li Jue, I don't want to!"

Feng Yunyao's face had turned pale, and her eyes were empty and lifeless.

"If you don't want to get married, then send her to the family temple!"