As for the questions that could not be answered, they could only put them aside for the time being, but Lu Yun thought of another thing.
"Senior brother, have you noticed that every time Mr. Feng calls you and me, he always says I am in front and you are behind."
Lu Yun sat on a chair and poured herself a cup of tea. The hot tea was served not long ago. The tea made by Feng family was naturally not bad. In the white porcelain tea cup, the tea was clear and clean, with a slightly astringent taste and a sweet aftertaste.
Ji Hongxi was lying on the bed with half of his body, his arms stretched out, and his sleeves slipped down to reveal a forearm. He raised his eyebrows, his peach blossom eyes were full of love, and his loose black hair fell into his red clothes, like a seductive ghost.
Ji Hongxi tried his best to exude charm, but saw that Lu Yun was indifferent and just looked at him with those cold eyes. Ji Hongxi lowered the corners of his lips, looking pitiful and frustrated.
"Perhaps it's because that Young Master Feng has taken a liking to you?"
He guessed nonchalantly, but his eyes became serious.
It's really interesting to think about it. Except for the unconscious lady, the remaining four people, two men and two women, seemed to be divided into two teams.
Men have deep feelings for Mrs. Feng, while women are indifferent or even hate Mrs. Feng.
As for them, a man and a woman from outside, their attitudes were also different. The two sisters wanted Ji Hongxi to stand in their position, while Feng Shao was closer to Lu Yun in his words.
The name before and after is not a problem, but in the world of cultivation, strength speaks for itself. Even if they can really solve Madam Feng's problem, the possibility is that Ji Hongxi, who has a higher cultivation level, rather than the foil Lu Yun.
Feng Shao's title is more like a hint.
"Ah, my head hurts so much."
Ji Hongxi, who was paralyzed again, said in an infatuated tone: "Little junior sister, what do you want to do with these things? Why don't you take a nap first."
Seeing the troubled appearance of the other party, Lu Yun simply got up and went to the next room.
Wouldn't it be okay if she gave him this house?
The low laughter behind him disappeared, and Lu Yun rushed to Huayun City eagerly. After not seeing Yuntian, she simply let herself rest in the house.
On this day when I first arrived, no one disturbed me.
The next morning I woke up, the morning glow was rising and falling, it was a sunny day.
In the small courtyard, Lu Yun was practicing swordplay. The snow-white sword matched Lu Yun's pace. Her whole figure was like an elegant dancer, with no murderous intent, only a gentle beauty.
Lu Yun, who was immersed in the swordsmanship, was focused on nothing, and she followed every move smoothly. At a certain moment, her smooth and flowing posture was disturbed. Lu Yun's sword came out of his hand and was nailed to the door.
The snow-white sword blade was buzzing. This innocent blade was not stained by the world, but the sword that killed people always had the smell of blood.
The owner of the sword did not come over. As time went by, the coldness on the sword nailed to the wall became heavier and heavier.
It was quiet inside and outside the courtyard, as if there was no one around. Lu Yun looked at the closed door quietly with a calm eyebrow, until footsteps sounded outside.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to."
A woman's voice sounded, and the door was opened, revealing Feng Xi's face.
On that pale and cold face, the slender eyelashes were stained with black marks. She reluctantly smiled at Lu Yun and pinched them with her fingertips.
And her clothes were covered with a thin layer of frost.
It was injured by Han Jiangxue's sword energy.
Lu Yun was not surprised by the other party's appearance. Not long after she practiced her sword, Feng Xi was observing her outside. There was no malice, more like assessing. Otherwise, her sword would not be so gentle.
Lu Yun walked over to take Han Jiangxue back, her tone was very polite.
"What's the matter?"
In front of outsiders, Lu Yun wanted to be reticent and her eyes were as sharp as daggers, which made Feng Xi subconsciously avert those eyes.
"I want to take Miss Lu around the mansion to get familiar with the environment."
Feng Xi said, with a suppressed fear in his tone.
She wanted to test Lu Yun's strength. She was a little disappointed with the opponent's sword that had no murderous intent, but with the sword she just struck, the sword was nailed to the wall, but the sword intent spurted out, directly towards her outside the wall. Came to kill.
At that moment, she saw the sword light hanging coldly above her head, like a guillotine hanging above her head, ready to fall at any time.
That was a warning, so she stepped out.
Fingers kept clenching and unclenching, Feng Xi calmed down his breathing, looked at the other party firmly and waited for the answer.
"The guest does as the host does."
She nodded in agreement, Han Jiangxue was sheathed, and the bells on her green clothes rang loudly, making Feng Xi take a few more glances.
This shape of the scabbard is too unique.
The two walked slowly in the Feng Mansion, one behind the other. The Feng Mansion occupies a large area and the scenery is pleasant enough. With some Feng Shui formations, the rockery and water look like real mountains and rivers.
The architectural style of Feng Mansion is soft, depicting the gentleness and tenderness of Jiangnan, and it is very delicate.
Looking around, a few servants occasionally appeared and walked away. Lu Yun looked at the backs of those servants, and later realized that most of the people in the back house were maids, and she had not seen the servant yet.
While deep in thought, she heard Feng Xi's words.
“My mother made these all by hand.”
When Feng Xi said this, Lu Yun could clearly see that when the other party mentioned Mrs. Feng, there was deep tenderness and tenderness in his eyes, as well as traces of nostalgia.
Looking deeper, Feng Xi's dark pupils were filled with bitterness and pain.
She seemed to be missing a dead person, but although Mrs. Feng said that the current situation was not right, the other party was still alive.
Facing these unconcealed and complex eyes, Lu Yun did not speak. She touched the flower branches with her fingers, and her spiritual power circulated. The budding flower branches bloomed instantly, and the spring scenery warmed people's hearts.
Feng Xi's cold face relaxed, and she made up her mind to tell her secret.
"The person in that room is not my mother."
"That's a monster, a monster. She killed my mother, deceived my father, and seduced my brother."
After a pause, a few broken smiles appeared on his cheeks: "She also wants to kill my sister and me."
"Miss Lu..."
Feng Xi, who was standing in front of Lu Yun, suddenly took a step back, and then there was a muffled sound.
Feng Xi knelt in front of Lu Yun, her broken hair fitting her pale face, her eyes filled with tiny hope, the embers in the darkness, swaying and about to be extinguished at any time.
Feng Xi at this moment is fragile and humble.
The only thing she insisted on was to look directly into Lu Yun's eyes. Even though the person in front of her didn't say anything, Feng Xi continued to plead.
"As long as Miss Lu can save them, I, Feng Xi, am willing to be driven by Miss Lu in this life, no matter in heaven or on earth."
The eldest lady of the Feng family should be proud.
The swan voluntarily bowed its head in front of Lu Yun, but she was proud and refused to retreat. Even if she knelt down, she would not damage the swan's nobility.
Lu Yun did not stop the other party from kneeling, she just got out of the way.
Holding the flower in her hand, she placed it on Feng Xi's bun.
The bright red flowers were in full bloom, and the thick ink strokes brought blood to the cold jade-white cheeks.
"Master asked us to help you."
The implication is that even if she doesn't speak, they will try their best.
Hearing this, Feng Xi's eyes chased Lu Yun's eyes again.
(End of chapter)
