Lord Wei’s Fiancee is a Mystic Arts Expert

After hearing Wen Wen's explanation, after Wei Cong knew all this, although he knew that Feng Nian had to put a peach wood nail on Wen Wen's forehead because he had to, but after taking out the peach wood nail, the wound on his forehead was too ugly.

Feng Nian sighed softly, she took out the peachwood nails, firstly, to save some utensils, after all, she didn't have any extra money to buy; secondly, her tenderness and resentment had disappeared, it was really unlucky to be buried with peachwood nails. But Wei Cong obviously cared about the scar caused by the peach-wood nail on Wen Rou's head.

She had no choice but to take out a spell, and lightly touched Wen Rou's forehead, only to see that the scar disappeared in an instant.

The way Wei Cong looked at Feng Nian suddenly changed, it seemed a little complicated.

"Don't look at me like that, this is only temporary," Feng Nian really couldn't bear Wei Cong's gloomy appearance, besides, she would faithfully count this spell in the Wen family's account.

At this moment, someone's panicked footsteps sounded. Yu Yanhui, who always dressed herself very delicately, now her hair was messed up like a chicken coop, and she muttered, "I'm not afraid of you, be gentle, even if you turn into a ghost , I will kill you too."

Today, the entire Wen family was busy with the gentle funeral, and Yu Yanhui was unconscious for a long time, so everyone ignored her. Unexpectedly, when she woke up suddenly, she found a wooden stick from nowhere and broke a lot of things, and now she went straight to the back hall, heading for the gentle coffin.

"Yanhui, are you crazy? Hurry up and stop!" Wen Wen didn't expect that the always virtuous Yu Yanhui would act like a lunatic at this time, completely ignoring the presence of guests.

"Gentleness is there, look, she's there." Yu Yanhui didn't choose what to say, because she saw Wenrou in a red dress standing in front of the coffin at this moment, Wenrou's whole body was wet, and the water droplets were still ticking. "Tick tock" dripping from the corner of the gentle skirt, a water mark has formed under the feet. The corner of the gentle mouth has already grinned to the side of the ear, as if to ask Yu Yanhui to go down to accompany her.

Wen Wen and Wei Cong both looked at the direction Yu Yanhui pointed at at the same time, there was no one there at all.

"Don't you feel ashamed enough? Come here, take your wife down to rest." Wen Wen was already faintly angry, what happened to Yu Yanhui, the embarrassment was thrown at home.

Several servants stepped forward immediately, preparing to pull Yu Yanhui out of the back hall. But Yu Yanhui didn't know where the strength came from, but she opened the servant who was blocking her, and she walked towards the coffin where Wenrou was, without hesitation, she wanted to destroy Wenrou, as long as she destroyed Wenrou, everything would be over .

In desperation, Wei Cong stood in front of the gentle coffin without hesitation.

Yu Yanhui has lost her mind, and the stick in her hand is about to hurt Wei Cong. Without even thinking about it, Feng Nian prepared to stop her, but he didn't expect that someone was faster than him. As soon as he raised his hand, he threw her out directly.

In Feng Nian's life, he had never seen a man who was so unsympathetic, yet made himself want to shout "Well done".

The man was wearing a black suit, and the handmade leather shoes on his feet were spotless. He exuded a faint smell of tobacco, which was not pungent, but as attractive as alcohol. He was the man she met in Granny Xiang's coffin shop last time.

"Uncle Zhen," Wei Cong said with a smile on his face, he didn't expect Wei Zhen to attend the gentle funeral. Needless to say, Wei Zhen must have been worried about him, so he hurried over here.

"Master Wei," Wen Wen's voice was trembling, maybe because he saw Wei Zhen who was powerful in Zun City, or maybe because he saw Yu Yanhui being thrown out. Fortunately, Wei Cong was not injured in Wen's house, otherwise, with Wei Zhen's temperament, Wen's house would definitely be destroyed.

Hearing Wen Wen call out "Master Wei", Feng Nian knew that the man in front of him was Wei Zhen.

There are many rumors about Wei Zhen in Zuncheng, most of them are decisive and ruthless. But Feng Nian felt that his impression of seeing Wei Zhen for the first time was somewhat different from the rumors, at least, he was very protective of his own people.

But Wei Zhen's next move made Feng Nian feel even more distressed. Wei Zhen took out a custom-made handkerchief from the jacket pocket of his suit, and wiped off Yu Yanhui's fingers one by one, with disgust in his eyes, and threw the handkerchief on the ground after wiping. That handkerchief might have covered his living expenses for several months, and Wei Zhen just threw away the handkerchief without blinking or beating his heart!

When Wei Zhen raised his head, he also noticed Feng Nian. If he hadn't come out in time, the girl would have rushed out to protect Wei Cong.

She was in a dark black sportswear that was washed white, and her long hair was tied into a ponytail. Although there was no makeup on her face, she was much better than other women who had been well-dressed. This was Wei Zhen's first impression of Feng Nian. Facing Feng Nian's defense of Wei Cong, Wei Zhen nodded slightly towards Feng Nian. Then he took Wei Cong to the front.

After Wei Zhen left, the oppressive feeling in the air suddenly disappeared a lot.

Wen Wen threw a sharp glance at Yu Yanhui who was fainted on the ground, said "shame", and asked the servants to take Yu Yanhui down. Anyway, it doesn't matter whether Yu Yanhui is present at the gentle funeral. The most important thing is that Yu Yanhui made herself and the Wen family humiliated in front of Wei Zhen.

After Wen Wen nicely asked Feng Nian to help see if there was anything else that needed attention in Wen Wen's funeral, UUReading Book www.uukanshu.com also left the back hall, he hurriedly went to Wei Zhen to explain Yu Yanhui's almost In the matter of hurting Wei Cong, the Wen family cannot do without the care of the Wei family no matter what.

When only Feng Nian was left in the back hall, Feng Nian turned around and looked in front of the coffin. Because at this time, Wenrou's soul body was standing in front of the coffin, and Wenrou saw everything that happened just now. And when Yu Yanhui yelled that she saw Wenrou, Feng Nian actually also saw Wenrou, but she knew that this must be Wenrou's last wish, so she didn't say anything.

"Sister, thank you." Wen Wen's face was as pale as a piece of white paper, and she tried hard to squeeze a smile from her face. She walked towards Feng Nian, stretched out her faintly visible little hand, and placed it on Feng Nian's hand.

Feng Nian felt a burst of cold air passing from her hands to her whole body, she couldn't help shivering, and scenes of gentle experiences appeared in front of her eyes.

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On my fourth birthday, with my favorite doll in my arms. I know that today will be the same as in previous years. Many people will come to my birthday party, they will smile and say happy birthday to me, and they will stuff gifts into my arms. I haven't seen my mother for a long time. My mother must be busy preparing for my birthday. Today is my birthday, I will definitely see my mother.

The housekeeper uncle came to me and told me to take me to see my mother. I laughed happily, urging the housekeeper to go faster from time to time, but I didn't notice the sad expression on the housekeeper's face.

As soon as I stepped into the room, although it had been covered by the scent of flowers, I could still smell the faint smell of medicine and the stench of decay inside. There was a thick layer of dust on the curtains, which had not been opened for a long time.