Destiny Phoenix

Chapter 182 The Death of Yue Fuhua

Of course, Feng Qingyao didn't go crazy, and really asked the concubine to fish for the vomited food again.She ordered her concubine to keep feeding Yue Fuhua, and if she couldn't eat, she would forcefully stuff it into her mouth.

Half an hour later, Yue Fuhua was exhausted, his belly bulging like an inflated ball.

"Young master, the master really can't eat anymore." The concubine tentatively pleaded for Yue Fuhua again.It's not because of distress, but because of worrying about my future situation.

"He can't eat it, so you have to eat it for him." Feng Qingyao smiled brightly, and the gentle temperament exuded from her body made it impossible for anyone to imagine that she would force a person to eat to death.

Another half hour passed.

The chirping of crickets sounded from time to time outside the door, adding a bit of weird atmosphere to the night.Yue Fuhua leaned softly on the back of the chair, staring dully at the exquisitely carved wood patterns on the roof.Vegetable soup flowed down from the corner of his mouth before he had time to close it, in large pieces, soaking his chest, the chair, and the ground under the chair, making a mess.

The dining table was also a mess at this time, and the two concubines continued to stuff food into his mouth while crying.

Li Ran stared blankly, what emotions were brewing and growing in the young heart.

"Okay, stop." Feng Qingyao finally spoke.

The two concubines quickly threw away the bowls and chopsticks in their hands as if they were relieved from a heavy burden, and helped Yue Fuhua smooth his chest regardless of the oil stain on Yue Fuhua's chest.

"Why, don't you want to say it?" She put away her sword, got up and stood in front of him, looking at him firmly with her cold eyes.She believed that with Yue Fuhua's nature, it was time to speak up this time.

Yue Fuhua opened his mouth, but didn't make any sound. After a while, his eyes widened suddenly, and his whole body twitched like a convulsion.

The two concubines were terrified and tried their best to help him press his chest, wanting to cry but not daring to cry.

"Give him water." Feng Qingyao said coldly.

Li Ran poured a glass of water and handed it to a concubine.

The concubine frantically poured water into Yue Fuhua's mouth.

"Cough, cough—" After a violent cough, Yue Fuhua finally let out a sigh of relief, not being choked to death.

Feng Qingyao looked at him condescendingly, "Shopkeeper Yue, speaking of it, we don't have any grievances. If you honestly tell me about Feng Lan's whereabouts, I will let you live. As for your crime of imprisoning the court generals, as long as you don't Appearing in front of this young master, this young master will not blame the past."

"Who sent you here?" Yue Fuhua asked holding his breath.

It is no ordinary person who can resort to such cruel methods!

"It seems that shopkeeper Yue hasn't suffered enough yet!" Feng Qingyao had a creepy smile on her face, and a coldness flashed in her eyes, "Well, let him spit out the food he ate!"

"Yes, son." Li Ran understood, stepped forward and punched Yue Fuhua's bulging stomach heavily.

"Plop—" The stomach couldn't bear the huge pressure, and the food that was eaten gushed out from the mouth and nose.Yue Fuhua's whole body stretched straight due to the natural reaction, and then he fell limply on the chair.

My internal organs hurt like a knife.

Yue Fuhua's body trembled non-stop, and he didn't know whether it was stomach cramps or shivering from the pain.

"Hit as long as you want." Feng Qingyao ordered lightly.

The boy's fist fell on Yue Fuhua's body. Although his strength was not as strong as that of an adult, he had eaten too much. Every time he punched, his stomach felt like being hit hard. unbearable.

"I said—" Yue Fuhua finally opened his mouth.

Feng Qingyao raised her hand, Li Ran stopped her hand, stepped back and stood behind her.

Yue Fuhua took a hard breath, his tone was a bit erratic, "Feng Lan, he is here, Ma—" A cold light flashed in the darkness, a dart was ready to stab Yue Fuhua's eyebrows, his body froze, and his voice stopped abruptly.

"Who?" Feng Qingyao chased after him, only to find a figure in the darkness quickly disappearing outside the wall.

(End of this chapter)