1763 Out of Beijing 21

That night, Liang Fengxi stayed up all night.

When I woke up the next morning, my heart suddenly calmed down, completely breaking the absurd thoughts in my heart that I shouldn't have woken up.

Maybe, is it really time to think about your own marriage? I am a native of Nanjun, if I find a decent marriage here, in fact, it is not bad! It's just that I'm a little sorry for the adoptive parents!

On this day, the wife of Liao's family, a famous squire in Fuzhou City, brought her nine-year-old daughter to Yunjinxiufang to make new clothes.

Mrs. Liao is a big customer of the embroidery workshop, and her family is not short of money. The annual consumption in the embroidery workshop exceeds 30,000 taels of silver. Of course, the requirements are also high, not only the style is picky, but also the embroidered patterns on the clothes must be both unique and beautiful and different from others.

Therefore, every time she came, someone had to communicate with her specifically about designing patterns.

This day is no exception.

On this day, Mrs. Liao and her daughter entered the store, and Liang Fengxi brought someone up to greet her with a smile and politely, and led Mrs. Liao and her daughter to the VIP hall behind for a detailed discussion.

Mrs. Liao lived an exquisite life, and had extremely high requirements for food, clothing, housing, and transportation, but she was quite friendly to others, holding her daughter and talking and laughing with Liang Fengxi.

I didn't want to, I just arrived at the VIP hall, and before I had time to sit down, a gray-black figure rushed in from the outside, bringing a gust of wind.

Who doesn't know the rules so much?

Liang Fengxi frowned, and was about to speak when the man moved very quickly. He had already pulled Mrs. Liao's daughter over to strangle her neck, and put a dagger against her neck, while she stepped back and stared at everyone and shouted loudly. : "Don't come here! Don't come here!"

This time, everyone was stunned!

Where has Miss Liao seen such a scene at such a young age? His face turned pale, "Wow!" and burst into tears, crying while struggling: "Mother! Mother! Help, save me, mother!"

"Don't move! Move me again and I'll kill you!" The murderer who held the little girl scolded fiercely.

Miss Liao was stunned, screaming and crying louder.

"Shut up! Shut up!" Seeing that the little girl didn't obey the command, the murderer shook her a few times. After Miss Liao let out a shrill scream, everyone saw a streak of red blood on her slender neck. So dazzling.

"Rong'er! Rong'er!" Mrs. Liao's legs and feet were weak, and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably. If it wasn't for the help of the old lady beside her, her knees would have fallen to the ground!

The blood dripping down her daughter's neck made her almost lose control and burst into tears!

Everyone panicked and panicked, and the scene seemed out of control.

Liang Fengxi's heart skipped a beat, and Miss Liao was just scared and stupefied, and because she was young, the murderer was not the one who drank after a few words, and still struggled and cried.

If it goes on like this, it is very likely that the murderer will go mad and do irreversible evil.

Liang Fengxi's heart sank, forced a calm look at the murderer and said, "Don't hurt Miss Liao! I'll be your hostage, let her go!"

Everyone was shocked and couldn't help but gasped.

Mrs. Liao stopped crying abruptly, opened her mouth, but said nothing after all, the pain and guilt in her eyes were struggling.

Liang Fengxi stepped forward slowly, his tone as calm as possible: "I am the steward of Jinyunxiufang, you take me as a hostage, I will cooperate with you, and will never cry and move, so it will be good for you, right? If you accidentally kill this child, what do you have to rely on?"

The murderer was skeptical at first, but after hearing her words, he no longer hesitated, and shouted with thick eyebrows: "So much nonsense, don't come!"

Liang Fengxi breathed a sigh of relief and walked over slowly step by step.

"Steward Liang!" Several people in the room turned pale with fright and exclaimed in a low voice. Mrs. Liao bit her lip and opened her eyes wide.

When Liang Fengxi walked three or four steps away from the murderer, the murderer violently pushed Miss Liao, dragged Liang Fengxi over, turned the wrist of the other hand, and the dagger pressed against her neck.

The ice-cold blade pressed against the skin, causing a gentle sting, as if it would cut her skin in the next second.

Liang Fengxi had goosebumps all over her body, her body stiffened, and she didn't dare to move.

"Mother! Mother! Woohoo!" Miss Liao ignored the pain on her neck and the blood dripping from her chest, staggering into Madam Liao's arms, clutching Madam Liao's clothes tightly and crying loudly.

"Good boy, good boy!" Mrs. Liao trembled, hugging her daughter tightly, tears dripping down.

The murderer was not so interested in watching the show, and shouted: "Prepare a horse for Lao Tzu and take Lao Tzu to the back door, hurry up!"

Several female guys looked at him in horror, and then looked at Liang Fengxi.

Liang Fengxi breathed evenly and said slowly, "Do as he said."

One of them nodded reluctantly and went away trembling.

Mrs. Liao said tremblingly: "Strong, strong man! Don't hurt Mr. Liang! You, how much money do you want, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you!"

The murderer sneered coldly, without even glancing at her, holding Liang Fengxi vigilantly, he stepped out towards the back door.

As soon as they walked out of the VIP hall and walked into the patio, a group of arresters rushed in, and upon seeing this, they drew their knives.

The murderer sneered, strangled Liang Fengxi, and pressed the dagger closer to her neck, showing his white teeth and sneering, "Come here if you can! Come on!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the catchers looked at each other in dismay.

Zhao Zhao took a step forward and frowned, "Fan Ya! You have committed a heinous crime. Don't add more crimes to your crimes, put people down, and you will be captured!"

That Fan Ya laughed and said coldly: "Zhao Zhaotou, do you think I'm a fool? I carry my life behind my back, and going back with you is a dead end! Hehe, even if I'm going to die, I have to take a backseat!"

His eyes suddenly stared, and he shouted, "Prepare the horse! Hurry up and prepare the horse! Otherwise, I will kill her!"

Gu Yun, Liu Sanniang, etc. have all come here, and seeing this, they are so scared that they are so scared that they scream and plead, "No!".

Gu Yun saluted Zhao Zhaotou and begged: "My lord, please, don't be impulsive! Don't be impulsive! You can't ignore Mr. Liang!"

Zhao Zhaotou was so angry that he could only stomp his feet in acquiescence.

He watched Fan Ya retreat to the back door step by step, and then suddenly threw Liang Fengxi on the horse's back, rolled over and sat up, his legs clasped between his horse's stomach and shouted loudly, and rushed out all the way, waiting for them to chase after him. Go out, already several meters away.

"Chase me!" Zhao Zhutou was furious and shouted, and the crowd quickly shouted and ran after him.

Gu Yun ordered someone to prepare the horse early, but at this time, he hurriedly shouted "Zhao Zhaotou" and led him up.

Unexpectedly, the reins in his hand were snatched away by someone, Gu Yun was startled, and before he had time to see the person to greet him, Li Yunhuan had already mounted his horse and galloped after him.

Li Yunhuan wanted to come over to see her today, but he didn't want to, but encountered such a thing. He was angry, anxious, annoyed, and afraid. How could he care about other things? Without hesitation, he grabbed the horse and went after him.

I scolded this stupid woman over and over in my heart.