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Feng Qisong sighed to Qian Shan with his eyes, and the servant obediently turned around and left the room.

Young Master Bai rode very skillfully, with his knees resting on the soft quilt, his hands supporting Second Master Feng's chest, his buttocks resting firmly on Feng Qisong's strong waist, and he knew the development of things better than Young Master Bai himself. routine.

His weak fascination has developed into the lights of Wanjia in the process of getting along with Brother Feng.

He wanted to be with Feng Qisong and turn the fake marriage into a real one.

"Remember what I said to Qian Shan?" Feng Qisong diverted the topic elsewhere.

"I don't remember." Young Master Bai twisted his slender waist, and unbuttoned his clothes to show Feng Qisong the peony flower on his chest.

For the first time, he took the initiative and willingly showed Feng Qisong the lines on his body. He even puffed up his chest, proudly showing off a thin snake under the red bean.

Bai Hemian tapped the snake's tail with his fingertips, like picking up a thin fish.This kind of fish only grows in cold rivers. It has a slender body and almost transparent bones. When it is picked up by someone, it will quickly rush back to the river and bring a cluster of cold water.

Feng Qisong was splashed by the icy spray, and was startled to realize that Bai Hemian was restraining himself in front of him.

It doesn't mean that he is dissolute now, but that in the past, he hid his true self under a vigilant body, Feng Qisong took a step forward, and he took a step back.

So Feng Qisong chose to retreat.

"He Mian, once three days come, you have to announce my death to the public." Feng Qisong squeezed his waist with a smile, and tickled the young master like a cat, "It doesn't matter whether you want it or not this time. , I have to be a widow.”

When Bai Hemian heard the word "widow", he covered Feng Qisong's mouth angrily: "Second Brother Feng!"

"It's down to business." Feng Qisong lowered his eyes, softened his face, and actually licked his palm with the tip of his tongue.

Bai Hemian was furious: "Second brother Feng, you want me to announce your death?"

He is unwilling and has no courage.

"Hemian, you can do it." Feng Qisong held Bai Hemian's finger, brought it to his lips and kissed it, "You are my husband, Feng Qisong, who else is qualified to do it except you? My funeral?"

Young Master Bai looked like he was about to cry, but he gave Feng Qisong a smile that was uglier than crying.

He agreed.

Because he couldn't refuse Brother Feng's request.

Besides, if Feng Qisong's death was not announced to the public, it would be impossible to attract Chen Beidou, a vicious dog who had already been exposed to the sun, and it would be impossible to eradicate his eyeliner hidden in the Feng family.

Feng Qisong and Chen Beidou fought openly and secretly, whoever was in a hurry lost.

Being disturbed by second elder brother Feng's business, Bai Hemian lost all intention of intimacy, he rubbed Feng Qisong's cheek, and went to prepare for the funeral in a daze.

The door of the wing room opened and closed, closed and opened again, Qian Shan came in poking his head: "Congratulations, Second Master."

"What?" Feng Qisong glanced at him.

Qian Shan said cheerfully, "Double happiness is coming, of course I want to congratulate."

"Where did you get Double Happiness?"

"Yixi, the net we have cast for many years is finally about to be collected; Erxi and Erye got what he wanted, and finally got the young master's heart." Qian Shan just broke through Feng Qisong's good deed a few days ago, and now he is thinking of making up for it. , One good word after another came out.

Feng Qisong sneered, "He Mian's heart?"

"...not yet." Second Master Feng put his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and suppressed the tenderness in his eyes. There was bitterness and calculation in his deep eyes that no one could understand, "Who is Young Master Bai? He is A man who seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages!"

"...He likes me now because I spoil him and indulge him, because he found out that I love him, can't do without him, and desperately wants to have him."

"...he has experienced the downfall of his family. When considering marriage issues, he will put the future as the first priority."

"... But what I want is not just dependence." Feng Qisong's eyes fell on the door that was closed by Bai Hemian, "It's almost there."

Feng Erye seemed to be talking to himself: "It's still close."

As soon as the news of the death of the second master of the Feng family came out, Jinling City exploded.

The eldest brother Feng died tragically, the second child Feng did not end well, and the third child Feng is still lying ill in the hospital. Everyone felt that the Feng family was about to fall.

There are also exceptions.

For example, Chen Beidou.

Bai Hemian, dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, was kneeling in the mourning hall, burning paper money and looking back, Chen Beidou was rushing into the yard.

Chen Beidou had a typical mean look, his thin body was hidden in a fat black gown, as if wearing a funny armor.

He knelt on the ground without moving, squeezed out two tears indifferently, and at the moment Chen Beidou stepped into the mourning hall, he raised the Mingqian in his hand into the brazier.

Splashing sparks blocked everyone's sight, and when the ashes were scattered, Bai Hemian had already brushed the ashes from his knees and stood up from the ground.

He said: "A rare visitor." His expression was indifferent.

Chen Beidou folded his hands and looked at him with a look of contempt—it was nothing more than his contempt for Bai Hemian's identity, his reluctance to talk to his husband's wife, and his reluctance to talk to a man who had once been an oiran.

But Chen Beidou did a good job on the surface. First he saluted to the mourning hall, and then asked his servants to place the wreath brought by the entrance of the mourning hall.

Bai Hemian didn't bother to look at it, he thought of Chen Yueye who had bullied him, so naturally he didn't take kindly to Chen Beidou, he only fulfilled his duty as a "widow" and didn't say anything bad in person.

"How did Feng Lao Er suffer such misfortune?" Chen Beidou really didn't believe that Feng Qisong was dead, so he took paper money symbolically and burned it for Bai Hemian.

He drooped his eyelids, with broken teardrops hanging from his eyelashes: "When the police station exploded, Second Brother Feng was inside."

"That's really unfortunate..." Chen Beidou pretended to comfort him, "This is a natural and man-made disaster, and the police department will definitely give the family justice!"

Bai Hemian gave a low "um", more tears welled up in his eyes.

Chen Beidou finished burning the paper money in boredom, and inadvertently raised his head, just in time to see the peony flower flashing by the side of his neck, sporadic strangeness suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Suddenly there was commotion outside the mourning hall.

Someone was calling: "Third Master, why did you come back like this?!"

Feng Wobai, reeking of alcohol, broke into the mourning hall, staggered to the side of the coffin, and screamed: "Second brother!"

Then he knelt on the ground in a daze, and it took him a while to come back to his senses: "Open the coffin, open the coffin for me! How could my second brother die? How could he die!"

Bai Hemian's scalp was almost blown open by Feng Laosan's fright. The coffin was arranged by Qian Shan, so there must be no second brother Feng lying there. If Feng Wobai went crazy and really pried open the coffin, how could he scare Chen? Beidou?

He was so anxious that he knelt on the spot with his face propped up: "Third Master, you...you are grateful and obedient."

Hearing Bai Hemian's voice, Feng Wobai turned around blankly, as if he didn't recognize who he was, looked at him for a long time with strange eyes, and suddenly smiled bitterly: "It's all you!"

Feng Wobai's voice echoed in the mourning hall, like a hollow drum beating hard on Bai Hemian's heart.

"It's all because of you!" Feng Lao San's expression was swift and ferocious, and he finally found a channel to vent, looking at Bai Hemian like a bug, "It's all because of you...Bai Hemian, you killed my father Mother, now I have killed my brother again! Why don't you die?"

After finishing speaking, he turned into a wolf that lost his mind, rushed to Bai Hemian's side, and slapped him big across the face.

Shouts and footsteps followed, and Bai Hemian knelt on the ground, touching his swollen face in disbelief, tears falling drop by drop.

Except for the time he was bullied by Chen Yueye, he had never been beaten.

But Feng Wobai's words were like a whip, lashing hard at Bai Hemian's most vulnerable heart - your parents were killed by you.

Young Master Bai was trembling all over, and managed to get up from the ground, staring at Feng Wobai with his red eyes, and walked forward step by step.

"You... what do you want to do?" Feng Laosan is just an idiot who is not worth anything. He has already slapped Bai Hemian, but now he is terrified by his ferocious gaze, and he even took half a step back, " Bai Hemian, you, you don't want to be toasted or eat fine wine! Let me tell you, my second brother is dead, and you too...you get out of the Feng family too!"

The draft of the rain blew open the half-closed door, and Bai Hemian wiped his face indiscriminately. Under Feng Wobai's bewildered gaze, he gritted his teeth and straightened his clothes, then knelt down beside the coffin, and said in a hateful voice: "Second Brother Feng, I'll let you go!"

He was really wronged and heartbroken. Firstly, he was beaten, and secondly... even if he knew it was fake, he still couldn't see the mourning hall in front of him.

He didn't even dare to think that Feng Qisong would die one day.

The second elder brother Feng he wanted to marry would be sealed in a long and narrow coffin and buried in the damp and cold soil.

Feng Qisong will be eaten by ants and insects, will rot together with the coffin, and will turn into a look that Bai Hemian can't imagine or even look at.

This is life and death.

Young Master Bai's eyes went dark, and amidst Qian Shan's screams, he fell headfirst on the coffin, a line of blood gushing from his forehead.

"Young Master!" Qian Shan was really panicked, and rushed over to pull Bai Hemian up, "You... are you crazy?"

Bai Hemian hadn't fainted yet, he waved his arms in a daze, as if he wanted to hug the coffin, but unfortunately he missed it.

He collapsed on the ground in a daze, one eye was blinded by blood, and the other eye was full of tears.

"Feng Qisong, I hate you!" Bai Hemian suddenly yelled out in pain, and then, as if he had lost his soul, he slid limply on the ground leaning on the coffin.

At this moment, even Chen Beidou was slightly moved, coughing lightly and leaving the mourning hall, as if he believed in Feng Qisong's death.

And Feng Laosan was so frightened that he was out of his wits, he hesitated and asked Qian Shan: "Alive...is he still alive?"

Qian Shan got angry when he saw Third Master Feng, and he didn't care about his status, so he dragged Bai Hemian and ran to the east wing, and replied as he ran, "Master Feng, don't mess around with me!"

"I...why did I..." Feng Wobai woke up suddenly, staring in shock at the hand he had slapped Bai Hemian, his back was instantly drenched in cold sweat.

He fell out of the mourning hall and fled in a panic.

The second brother has a spirit in heaven, if he knows that he beat Bai Hemian...

Feng Laosan was so frightened that he screamed again and again, and rolled back to the hospital that night, saying that he was more seriously ill.

As for Bai Hemian, he was dragged and shoved into Feng Qisong's arms, and there was only one sentence in his mouth from beginning to end: "Feng Qisong, I hate you."