"Of course it's because Mr. Feng wants to take advantage of the girl." The woman in apricot yellow jacket and skirt blurted out, and then realized what she said, and said with a hint of disgust, "In short, this matter has nothing to do with you!"

Brother Feng wants to take advantage of Zixi.

This is a fact that everyone present knows.

They know more than anyone else what kind of person Feng Minzhi is.

But when Feng Minzhi pestered Zixi, no one took the initiative to stand up and rescue him. At this time, something happened to Feng Guojiu, and they all came to attack Zixi?

Chu Chen lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on Feng Minzhi's face, and the cold murderous intent like an ice sword flashed away.

Although he saw Feng Minzhi's transcendence in Leng Xiangting just now, he was sure to be dead in his heart.

But when this sentence came out of someone else's mouth, Chu Chen couldn't help but feel cold in his eyes.

He was thinking about frying Feng Minzhi's oil or breaking it into pieces?

Or, one by one, pulling out the bones from his body, turning him into a pool of meat paste...

There are also these people present, how should he repay them?

"Uncle Feng wants to take advantage of me?" Zixi smiled faintly, his eyebrows and eyes were as precious as picturesque, "But is it that easy to take advantage of me?"

He casually pointed at Feng Minzhi, and Zixi said in a light tone: "It is best to send Mr. Feng back to his house first, and invite an imperial physician to come and treat it, otherwise the queen will blame you, and you are here..."

"Miss Zi is really interesting to speak." Tang Wanjun sneered, "The queen blames her, and the one who suffers is Miss Zixi. What does it have to do with us?"

Speaking of this, she turned to look at Chu Chen: "Cangzi just let Miss Zi rely on the power of the county prince's mansion do whatever he wants and do not hesitate to anger the Queen?"

Chu Chen yelled, looked up like he woke up from a dream, and his tone was firm: "I believe in Zixi."

"What?" Tang Wanjun frowned.

"Brother Feng's symptoms are neither poisoning nor injury. What does it have to do with Zixi?" Chu Chen brows slightly and slowly looked up for a week, "Don't you all think that Zixi has made some moves, right?"

"Cang Prince--"

A thud.

Uncle Feng rolled down from the chair and fainted.

Xiao Lingran's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly squatted down: "Little uncle! Little uncle!"

Feng Minzhi curled up on the ground in pain, but was already in a coma.

"Where did the servants of Feng Mansion go?" Su Yu frowned and looked around, "Where is the little uncle's personal servant and guard?"

He didn't know that in order to get along with the beauty alone, Feng Minzhi deliberately sent off his personal servant and guards, and asked them to wait far away and not disturb his good things.

At this time, the guards of Feng Mansion had not noticed that something had happened to their master.

"He's fine, he just fainted for the time being." Zixi said calmly, "If you don't send him back to the mansion, he will wake up again in half an hour and will continue to suffer."

"What do you want to do in Miss Zi?" Su Yu's face felt like a layer of haze was covered with a stern tone, "Today is the Plum Blossom Festival. Are you here deliberately coming to make us feel happy?"

He would just bear with the rude words he said just now, but he was so brave that he had plotted against the uncle Feng?

Humph, I'm afraid that the gods will not be able to save her this time.
Chapter completed!