Princess Against the World

How dare she say this to Feng in the hall, she can only find an excuse to prevaricate it.

Feng Zaitang frowned and muttered in a low voice: "Small?! Miss Zuo is not too young, right? I remember that she is about the same age as Cheng Lin, at least sixteen years old... Cardamom Nianhua is the best for women. age..."

While muttering, the butler walked in with a strange expression.

"master……"

"What's up?"

"Eldest young master...please meet..."

Feng Zaitang is on the fire, not to mention Feng Chenglin, the fire is even bigger.

"Cheng Lin?! Let him roll in!"

The corner of the housekeeper's mouth twitched: "I can't get out of here..."

"What's the meaning?"

"It's full of thorns..."

They used thorns to plead guilty, but Ling Luoyu broke it, so he brought thorns to Feng Chenglin, and his whole body was pierced and bleeding.

If this rolls again, it will definitely become a hedgehog.

Ling Luoyu's original intention was to use Feng Chenglin's tragic situation to make Feng Zaitang feel distressed, so as to reduce his anger towards him.

Otherwise, he would really be able to rip him apart.

The family law of these old men is one-by-one.

The housekeeper asked the matchmakers to send out the matchmakers from behind, so as not to be publicized by the three of them.

There was no one around, and the butler then whispered: "Master, the eldest young master came from the front of the mansion with three steps and one kneel..."

"Kneeling!" Feng Zaitang was stunned: "He kneels?"

With Feng Chenglin's cowardly temperament, he would never be able to do such a bloody thing.

If he said things like rolling and whining, he completely believed it.

"Master, the eldest young master is carrying thorns on his back, kneeling in three steps...I'm afraid something big has happened, otherwise..."

Before the housekeeper's words were finished, Feng Zaitang stood up abruptly.

"Quick... let him in..."

Feng Chenglin's father married seven wives and concubines, but he was the only one, if something happened, the Feng family would be completely over.

Feng Chenglin knelt in the courtyard, greeting the eighteenth generation of Ling Luoyu's ancestors in his heart.

If she hadn't come up with such a bad idea, he wouldn't have suffered such a crime here.

Now that everyone is watching, even if he remembers it, he has no excuse.

The knee felt like it was about to shatter, and he couldn't help sitting on his back heel because of the pain.

As soon as he sat down, the figure of Feng Zaitang appeared in the front yard, and he quickly knelt up and kowtowed heavily as if he didn't see anything.

"Grandpa, Dad...it's Chenglin's incompetence and filial piety, which has smeared the Feng family...Chenglin is here to kowtow and apologize for your sins, and forgive Chenglin for not being able to give you your retirement... If there is a next life, Chenglin must be a good person, I will never let the Feng family follow Cheng Lin to be embarrassed again..."

Feng Zaitang's full of anger suddenly disappeared, and he unconsciously grabbed the butler's hand.

"Old Man, why do I hear that this child seems to be explaining the funeral?"

The housekeeper stepped forward quickly and helped Feng Chenglin up.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Feng Chenglin finally took the opportunity to stand up. Who knew that the pain in his knee was terrible, he couldn't stand up at all, and he just fell down on the ground.

"Grandpa Man, don't worry about me, I don't have the face to stand in the Feng family anymore... I have done something sorry for the Feng family, what qualifications can I have in the Feng family?! This time, I'm here to say goodbye to Grandpa. Yes, after I say goodbye, I will go back and confess my guilt..."