Quick Wear: The host continues to go crazy and becomes normal from time to time

Chapter 257: Past Dreams and Mortal Tribulations 12

Feng Moli lowered her head and spoke in a voice so soft that only she could hear it, "Grandma, Li'er is taking you home."

Feng Ruoxi opened her eyes wide, the sword in her hand fell to the ground, and she cried out in a daze, "Grandma...Grandma."

Feng Xuan walked very slowly, kneeling on the ground and taking the body of Old Madam Feng. His eyes were filled with grief, and he looked at Feng Moli, who was like a puppet, and suddenly grabbed the girl's collar.

"Tell me, tell me, what happened?" Feng Xuan asked her, trying his best to control his anger.

Feng Moli turned her eyes blankly, tears flashing in her eyes, and pulled up the corners of her mouth as if to mock herself, "Grandma... to protect me."

When Feng Xuan heard this, he couldn't control his anger and slapped Feng Moli in the face with spiritual power in his hand.

This was also the first time Feng Xuan hit her in all these years.

The girl was beaten so hard that she vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"Master! What are you doing!" Xu stepped forward and hugged Feng Moli, protecting her sideways.

Feng Moli leaned weakly in Xu's arms, her eyes were dull and she stared at Madam Feng's body.

Severely injured, losing too much blood, and falling off a cliff, if it weren't for the determination to bring Madam Feng home, Feng Moli wouldn't have been able to hold on until now.

Her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. She heard Feng Xuan say to her for the first time in a very disgusted tone, "You are such a disaster. It's not enough that you killed your mother. Now..."

Feng Moli shed a tear, her expression was empty, "Yes, he died, why wasn't it me?"

After saying this, he completely fainted. Xu was shocked and said, "Doctor, go get a doctor."

The servants all stood up and prepared to find a doctor. Feng Xuan said in a gloomy tone, "Let's see who dares!"

Xu was not afraid at all. "Mother has protected the Second Young Lady all her life. Do you want her to be hated in the grave?"

Feng Xuan was stunned and wavered, pursing his lips without saying anything. Xu said sternly, "Why don't you go quickly?"

Regarding Feng Moli's body.

It took several doctors to bring the woman back from the brink of death. They were all surprised at her tenacious vitality.

Feng Moli fell into a nightmare. The scene of that day replayed itself.

From saving Huang Yueshan, scenes after scenes appeared before her eyes. To going down the mountain and being surrounded by assassins.

To save her, her grandmother fought desperately, and Huang Yueshan used her flesh and blood to block the sword. To was forced to jump off the cliff.

She was so lucky... The flowing water under the cliff mitigated the impact. The surrounding plants gave her their breath of life.

She also carried Old Madam Feng back with this breath. But she wished... that it was she who died. Was she really a disaster? ...

These scenes kept appearing in the nightmare. Feng Moli knelt on the ground, and the endless darkness enveloped her.

Only the belief in revenge supported her. She screamed in this place where there was no light and even she couldn't see clearly.

There was a murderous look in his eyes. His originally dark eyes had turned blood red due to such hatred.

Feng Moli was in a coma for seven whole days.

Feng Qi watched Feng Moli's hair grow whiter day by day.

On the seventh day, the girl on the bed suddenly opened her eyes. "Second Miss, Second Miss, you finally woke up. You... you your eyes."

Feng Qi's tone changed from surprise to horror to stuttering.

The girl on the bed turned her eyes to look at her and said calmly, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Feng Qi hurriedly took the mirror from the dressing table and handed it to her with trembling hands. Her face reflected in the mirror was extremely pale.

One pair of eyes, one black, one blood red... and a head of black hair that turned snowy. He dropped the mirror and grabbed Feng Qi, "Where's grandma?"

Feng Qi lowered his eyes and dared not speak

"I'll ask you again, where is my grandma?" Feng Moli tightened his grip and the cold voice sounded again.

"Today is the day of the old lady's funeral. The head of the family... the head of the family asked you to stay in the room." Feng Qi broke free from his hand, stepped back two steps, and knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed against the ground, his body trembling slightly.

"Change my clothes." Feng Moli did not embarrass her.

Feng Qi wanted to refute, but after looking up at the girl's cold eyes, he said "Yes."

Putting on mourning clothes, Feng Qi opened the door in front. The guards at the door stopped him. Looking at Feng Moli with white hair and red eyes, he took a step back.

The girl walked past them and headed towards the mourning hall step by step.

People from the three great families came. Feng Moli listened to their fake words of comfort, with excitement in her eyes.

Such a look made Feng Moli feel a little sick. She turned her eyes away and looked towards the center of the mourning hall.

My steps felt like they weighed a thousand pounds, and every step was heavy.

He stood in the distance, using the pillars to shield his body, looking in the direction of the mourning hall, looking at the coffin.

When he opened his palm, he suddenly found a blue sachet in his hand, which contained a well-preserved amulet.

That was what her grandmother asked for on her fifth birthday.

Feng Xuan stood in the distance and saw the girl's figure that was almost about to break into pieces in the next second. Old Madam Feng took very good care of Feng Moli.

He had fair skin and a hint of baby fat, but when he appeared before his eyes again a few days later, he had become thinner and his face had more angles.

Feng Xuan's eyes were complicated and he finally took a deep breath and looked away.

Xu and Feng Ruoxi followed Feng Xuan's gaze and looked

Her head was gently leaning against the pillar, her eyes were bloodshot from crying, her face was pale and her eyes were lifeless as she stared at the sachet in her hand.

Feng Moli held the sachet in her arms, placed it against her heart, tilted her head back and let the tears flow.

He opened his eyes and took one last deep look at Madam Feng's mourning hall, then turned around and walked away step by step.

Feng Ruoxi wanted to get up but was held back by Xu, who shook her head at her.

Xuan Ling'er saw all of this. Although Feng Moli had not seen her very often, she could still recognize him.

Feng Moli now looks like a monster compared to before, with white hair and bloodshot eyes.

He tugged at the sleeve of the Xuan family's patriarch and gave him a look. When the Xuan family's patriarch saw Feng Moli's appearance, his pupils shrank, and then he curled up a sinister smile.

Feng Moli returned to the room

He locked himself in the room, and no matter how Feng Qi called him, he didn't respond. With his back to the door, he slid down the door frame and cried uncontrollably.

The phoenix ring in her hand emitted a faint light. Feng Moli stopped crying and glanced at the phoenix ring in her hand, not wanting to pay attention to it.

She leaned her head weakly against the door. There was another packet of oil paper on the table, which contained her favorite lotus seed candy.

The girl looked at the bag of lotus seed candies, slowly stood up and walked over, sat down and stuffed the candies into her mouth one by one.

Tears fell drop by drop onto the lotus seed candy in the oil paper.

The girl finally couldn't hold it any longer, so she chewed a few times and choked up, "Grandma, today's candy is bitter."

Feng Moli locked herself in her room all day long, refusing to eat or drink and not letting anyone in.

But every day there would be fresh food on the table, her favorite food.

The girl never moved, but just lay motionless on the bed, her eyes fixed on the sachet in her hand.

The day after Madam Feng's funeral, rumors spread everywhere. People in the imperial capital spread the rumor that Feng Moli had killed the old lady.

There were also rumors that some people had seen with their own eyes Feng Moli's black hair turning white and one of her eyes turning into a blood-red monster.

This is what Xuanyuan Qi heard every morning in recent days. Finally, on the third day, a big fire broke out in the Golden Palace, temporarily suppressing the advice of the court officials.

And memorials kept coming in, asking Xuanyuan Qi to order the execution of Feng Moli.