After the Rebirth of the Unbeatable Queen

Just two steps away, the group suddenly stopped, Feng Lingyu frowned and turned around, looking at Feng Chujiao opposite with some disgust.

Qingcheng couldn't help but laugh, how could this person not look like the eldest lady of the City Lord's Mansion?

When she cried like this, everyone else felt speechless, Feng Qingyang looked at her with cool eyes, and said with a cold face: "Go ahead, cry as you like! You dare to fight even the idea of ​​the city lord's mansion, you are the city lord. Do you really dare not kill you?"

"..." Feng Chujiao watched with tears in her eyes, a little unbelievable.

"You... how can you?"

Feng Qingyang sneered: "Why can't the city lord? There are national laws and family rules. The emperor breaks the law and the common people are guilty. You don't understand these basic principles? Besides, you are also the accomplices of this Wangcheng murder!"

A mercenary pointed directly at Feng Chujiao and said, "Yes!! You are also accomplices! That beast made the zombies kill just so that you could steal the things from the City Lord's Mansion!"

"Humph! The accomplices can't be spared!" An old grandma couldn't help but say.

Xue Bin was very surprised and shocked. He hurriedly asked, "Uncle...what's the matter with you? Mother is your sister! How can you say that?"

For a while, everyone couldn't understand it, and some people were also thinking, isn't this Feng Chujiao the eldest lady of the City Lord's Mansion?

Qingcheng has some gossip in her heart, it seems that the City Lord's Mansion has many secrets...

Feng Qingyang said lightly: "Okay, take the two of them to the dungeon, and the Yan family will take care of them. No one is allowed to visit without the permission of the city owner!"

"Yes! The subordinates obey!" The subordinates immediately stepped forward and detained the person.

Feng Chujiao said abruptly, "You really want to do this? Don't you worry that your sister will blame you?" How could he be so ruthless today?

Feng Qingyang smiled coldly: "You may not know, that colorful stone is exactly what she got back then, how dare you steal it? Ha... What do you think the city lord needs to care about you? You really Think of yourself as the eldest lady of the City Lord’s Mansion? Without Qing’er, what do you think you are? Take it away!”

Feng Chujiao's face turned pale... Did he know something?

The two no longer struggled, and followed the guards obediently.

Feng Lingyu had a sneer in her eyes and turned her head after looking at it.

Qingcheng discovered that this colorful stone was his mother's relic? It's really hard to say if you want to take it by yourself. I originally wanted to wait for the matter to be dealt with before asking for it.

He stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Ye Yuan, and then asked, "City Master Feng, can that stone be transferred to Qinghuang? It is very important to Qinghuang."

Feng Qingyang looked at her and nodded, "No problem, although this colorful stone is the relic of the deceased wife, it was only because of you that you chased it back. It's actually useless for the city lord to stay by his side, so I'll give it to you!"

So simple? However, just now, he just turned against Xue Bin's mother and son directly because of this, didn't he?

Feng Qingyang looked at her with a puzzled face, and smiled lightly: "Are you wondering about the city lord's attitude towards their mother and son?"

Qingcheng nodded, but she was a little puzzled, how could it be his sister and nephew?

Feng Qingyang said lightly: "She was just the dowry maid of the deceased wife. She had saved her life back then, and was later recognized by the city owner as her younger sister. It's just..." After a pause, she didn't continue. He said again: "Okay, hurry up and go! After dealing with the city lord here, I will go with President Ye."

I worked overtime today, and I was late for get off work. Code is too late. Sorry. There will be another chapter coming out, I will hurry up. You don't have to wait. I can only stay up late to write again later. Feel sorry. If you are dissatisfied with me, I can only say, I'm sorry.