Father's Farmer's Wife: Farming Makes a Fortune

Chapter 294 Trapped in the Song House ([-])

The sounds of punches and kicks came from next to her ears, making Nanmen Yue very frightened, she didn't have the courage to look at Qi Bai from the beginning to the end, she turned her face away, trying to contain the anger and shame in her heart.

Her unyielding challenged Song Guan's endurance even more.

At this time, he was not in a hurry to take off the veil on Nanmen Yue's face. The two of them were so close that he had already estimated her appearance. I want to see what those twinkling black eyes look like when they cry, and I especially want to:

"Please? Cry and beg me, and I'll let him go." He hooked Nanmen Yue's delicate and beautiful chin, and smiled with a disgusting smile.

Nanmen Yue also smiled, and the smile slowly bloomed on her face, then condensed a little bit, and finally turned into frost.How could she act so stupidly? I'm afraid that the more humble and begging she is, the Song official will feel more at ease, but in the end no one will let it go, so why bother.

Song Guan, who failed to fulfill his wish, only felt that he was both angry and interesting. It was the first time he met a woman who could seduce his mind and drive him crazy. He liked it!That is not meat.The impulse of desire made him a little shocked by the changes in himself.It wouldn't be a pity if this kind of strange woman died.

Song Guan suddenly withdrew and left Nanmenyue, he wanted to negotiate with his father and save this woman's life.

Song Huancai had already expected that bad things would happen to him, a prodigal son, and hurried back before the matter at the trade fair was settled. Looking at the scene in his eyes, he was so angry that he never thought that his romantic nature would harm him for most of his life. His descendants, that's good, his own son is even better than blue, he really committed a crime.

He walked past the beaten half-dead Qi Bai, and went towards Song Guan: "Guan'er, don't mess around with today's matter! Come on! Bring this girl into the house quickly!"

Although Song Huancai was working for others, he didn't know who the girl in front of him was and what big shots she had provoked. In short, this matter involved the future of the Song family, and he dared not let his incompetent son mess things up.

He ordered to go on, and after a while, two servants came forward to set up Nanmen Yue again, fearing that the Song official would interfere, so he ordered again: "Come on! Take the young master down, and don't let him go before dawn tomorrow." Let him go half a step out of the room!"

Song Guan knew that his father was serious about this, if he didn't stop, he would only eat the board, he could only obediently follow the servants to leave, and before he left, he still tore off the veil on Nanmen Yue's face unwillingly .

The veils fluttered down with the wind, fluttering one after another, lying still on the ground.

Under the scorching sun, the woman in the frost-colored skirt had a calm expression, as beautiful as a perfect sculpture without expression.Only a hint of sharpness flashed in those beautiful deep ink pupils.

Song Guan stopped in astonishment, he didn't expect this woman to be so beautiful, and no wonder she covered her face with a veil. It would be such a pity if she was burned alive, while he regretted it, he also felt distressed. It felt very strange, but it made him very uncomfortable. He gritted his teeth and wanted to plead for the girl again.

"Father! Didn't they ask you to burn people to death? You can just change someone to burn to death. Anyway, no one will know if she is charred. As for this girl, we just lock her up tightly. No one will know that she was killed today." Whose is the burnt person?"

Song Guan stood beside his father and whispered, forgetting that Qi Bai, who was trampled under his feet, could hear their conversation.

Song Huancai had a straight face and was unwilling to discuss it with him at all. He knew how serious this matter was: "Guan'er, I can let you do everything else, but this is not the case. It concerns us Song Huancai." The life and death of the family can't be wrong, you'd better listen to your father and go back to the house obediently."

Unmoved, he glanced at the servant who was still indifferent, and sternly shouted: "Why are you all standing like logs, why don't you hurry up!"

It was as if the servants whose souls had been hooked by Nanmenyue had just awakened at this moment, they set up Nanmenyue in strides and headed towards the designated house.

When Nanmenyue was being carried past Qi Bai, she still couldn't help but glance at him, but this glance defeated the indifference she had pretended in her heart, that man who is so high above, that emperor worshiped by thousands of people, Because she was trampled under by this lowest servant, think about how humiliating it is, and how to repay what she owes him.

Her eyes were red, and they looked like tears of panic shed after she was greedy for life and afraid of death.The servants carried her all the way forward, and after going around a winding corridor, they finally brought her to the side hall where Qi Bai sent the painting just now.

The cross-stitch painting was right next to the table, and half of it was disassembled to reveal a large peony flower, which was bright red, especially red, as dazzling as the blood that had just flowed out of the body and condensed into a nest .

Nanmenyue was placed on an armchair, and was immediately tied up by Wuhuada. Before she could recover, someone splashed a basin of liquid on her face. It smelled like wine. It is particularly strong, and it smells like no ordinary wine.

The alcohol content is so high, if you order it, you should be able to burn yourself very high.

Before she died, she inexplicably felt like laughing, and when she had laughed enough, she felt regretful.If she knew that she would die here during this trip to Quhang, she would definitely say goodbye to Qin Tinghan.

Some people, she always thought that she had never seen each other, and there was always a chance to see them again, no, no, then suddenly she would never see them again.

After the three or four servants in the house were busy, white wine was poured on every part of the house. These people added up, and finally one of the younger children was left to light the fire. They were all servants. Although the status is low, he can't do such an outrageous thing. The younger one is a newcomer, so naturally he has no choice.

He pushed the door in with a torch, and he didn't dare to look at Nanmen Yue from the beginning to the end. With trembling legs, he walked slowly towards the center of the side hall. According to Song Huancai's instructions, he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth to light the torch. Throw it to the desk with the incense burner in the high hall.

Every step of Song Huancai was planned. Although it would be easier to directly burn Nanmenyun to death, if this incident caused the government to investigate, there must be doubts. Of course, he can't leave any worries. After the side hall caught fire, Nanmenyue had no time to escape the scene of being burned alive.

The torch was thrown on the desk soaked in white wine, and there was only a pop, and the flames shot up into the sky in an instant, and soon the back was dyed into one piece.

In the closed room, thick smoke billowed in, and Nanmenyue felt a burning heat behind her, as if she was already being burned.

(End of this chapter)