Feng Feixue knew Lin Xiaoran too well. For the sake of the Lin family's century-old reputation, he could abandon all his wives and children, but he would not let this supreme reputation be damaged in the slightest.

Lin Jingfeng was covered in tatters and knelt at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion in a miserable state. He had been hoping that Lin Xiaoran would be able to estimate the relationship between father and son in the past and let him return to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

At this time, the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion was slowly pushed open, and a plain white dress and a white cloak embroidered with plum petals came forward. The oath on his head was as delicate and beautiful as a blooming lotus.

She walked slowly in front of Lin Jingfeng, with the corners of her lips raised in a smile, but she couldn't detect any gentleness in the smile, but it was as sharp and cold as a knife: "Brother...oh, no, it should be called now

You stranger. Stranger, don’t you understand that in this house fight, you were defeated, and it is impossible for you to return to the Prime Minister’s house?”

Lin Jingfeng's hair was messy and he was wearing coarse clothes, but he still knelt down stubbornly and said coldly: "Even if my father is angry and drives me out of the house now, my mother will always come up with a good way to get me back to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Lin Ruoxi, you little kid

Jianren, just wait until I return home to settle the score with you!"

Feng Feixue threw her head back and laughed, tears of laughter flowing out of her eyes. Lin Jingfeng was so shocked that chills ran down her body and the clothes on her back were wet.

"Lin Ruoxi, why are you laughing?" he asked, glaring at her.

Feng Feixue stopped smiling and leaned down. Her bright black eyes were very close to his frightened eyes, and her eyes were like a deep lake, bottomless.

"Brother, I'm afraid you won't have this chance. I have already told the old lady about this matter. Although the old lady can't bear it because you are the only descendant of the Lin family, but with me here, I only said a few words.

The old lady let go of her heart and felt that you deserved to be kicked out of the Prime Minister's Palace. As for my father, he has now gone to the Lin family's ancestral hall and is kneeling to beg forgiveness from the Lin family's ancestors.

It has been determined that your name will be removed from the Lin family's main register. As for your mother...she has fallen ill, and the doctor said that she will be in a coma for three days and three nights before she wakes up. I'm afraid you won't survive.

Has it been that long?”

Lin Jingfeng roared at the top of his lungs: "Lin Ruoxi, don't think that you can deceive me with your sweet words. You just want me to die. However, I am not as good as you wish. I have to kneel here and wait here until I return to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Let me have a life-and-death duel with you."

Feng Feixue raised her eyebrows slightly, obviously seeing it, but pretending not to.

The corners of her lips were slightly raised, with a cold and beautiful smile: "Originally, I wanted to do it myself, but I didn't expect..." She raised her eyebrows and just said this.

A figure ran over from behind Lin Jingfeng, raised a dagger and stabbed Lin Jingfeng several times in the back...

Feng Feixue turned around coldly and turned a blind eye. The guards standing by the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion looked at each other, their faces turned pale by the shock of the woman waving the dagger.

This was Lin Jingfeng's fate. If he had not had an affair with Lian Mei and had a bad relationship, and even killed his own child in a frenzy, how could Lian Mei go crazy and assassinate him to avenge her unborn child?

?

If he hadn't provoked her first and wanted to harm her mother, Liu, how would she have revealed all the shameful things she had done to find out about him, and today's tragedy would not have happened.
Chapter completed!