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Chapter 432: 1 Couple of Crazy Women and Crazy Men 6

Nan Feng screamed and fainted.

When he woke up, the coffin was already sealed. Because he had been crazy since Lu Xiaoqing's "death", everyone thought that the once capable Marquis was useless.

So much so that when Lu Xiaoqing was "funeral", no one came to see her off.

He Yue forced Nan Feng to wear mourning clothes for Lu Xiaoqing and bury her in the ancestral tomb. She fainted at the gate just as she walked out the door. After being carried back, she tidied herself up casually and followed Nan Feng again.

In this age where men are superior to women, Nan Feng's actions have attracted a lot of attention.

Men all despise him for being spineless and bringing shame to men. Some women who can't see clearly think he is affectionate and they all envy the "dead" Lu Xiaoqing.

Lu Xiaoqing watched with anger in her eyes as her coffin was carried to the ancestral tomb. She wanted to scream, but nothing came out.

He was forced to kneel on the ground and watch his own funeral.

When they arrived at the ancestral tomb, there were many people gathered outside. They all wore white cloth on their heads and looked at the luxurious coffin respectfully.

When Lu Xiaoqing saw this scene, a bright smile immediately appeared on her face.

She was still remembered, it would be great if she could go back. Thinking of this, she glanced at He Yue secretly with resentful eyes.

"If you look at He Miao like that again, I will strangle you to death." Bing Yi suddenly appeared in front of Lu Xiaoqing and said coldly.

"No, no, no, I dare not." Lu Xiaoqing looked at Bingyi who suddenly appeared and trembled with fear.

"Hmph!" Bingyi waved her hand, and Lu Xiaoqing's luxuriously decorated room became a beggar's style.

When the system saw Bingyi, it knew who she was, and it closed its green eyes and fainted.

"Waste." Bingyi said and disappeared in front of them.

Lu Xiaoqing looked at her room, wanting to cry but unable to. She didn't dare to cry for fear of being beaten.

Nan Feng was forced by He Yue to handle Lu Xiaoqing's funeral, and returned home dejected.

As soon as he returned home, he heard the butler's report: "The dean of the academy came to our house to discuss the students' meals for the next month."

Because Lu Xiaoqing's college is free, many students came in, and Lu Xiaoqing did not screen them and accepted everyone.

The daily expenses are huge, and now there are more people coming in these days, and the dean is a little overwhelmed.

He didn't want to come when someone else was having a funeral, but now another group of people had come to pay their respects to the Marquis' wife, and the academy could no longer hold on.

He Yue had to admire Lu Xiaoqing, as she dared to admit everyone who came to the college without any screening.

Doesn't she know this will cause trouble?

"Give him the money." Nan Feng was very tired and wanted to go back to his room to sleep, so he waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

The housekeeper stood still and looked up at He Yue.

"What do you mean? Didn't you hear me?" Nan Feng got angry when he saw the butler's actions.

"The young lady said that she will be the one making the decisions in the mansion from now on." The housekeeper didn't care about Nan Feng's anger and answered respectfully.

"You..." Nan Feng was so angry that he wanted to draw his sword at the butler.

"Go get the key to the warehouse. Those things will be mine from now on." He Yue turned around and instructed the housekeeper.

"Yes, miss." The butler bowed and hurriedly left the front hall.

Nan Feng looked at He Yue, said nothing more, and walked out unsteadily.

"Stop." He Yue's cold voice rang in Nan Feng's ears, scaring him so much that he shivered.

"What else do you want?"

"Pah!" He Yue took the tablet of Lu Xiaoqing that the housekeeper had driven out and said, "You need to copy scriptures for her so that she can enter the paradise sooner."

"Me? Copying scriptures?" Nan Feng doubted his own ears and looked at He Yue in disbelief.

"Are you deaf? Or am I not speaking clearly?" He Yue picked up the teacup on the table and looked at him coldly.

Nan Feng saw He Yue pick up the teacup, and was afraid that she would hit him, so he quickly answered: "No, I'm not deaf."

"That's good, come here and copy the scriptures properly."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Nan Feng was very sincere and he hurried back to the table.

He had no choice but to do what he wanted! He couldn't beat this crazy daughter.

When he raised the brush to write, He Yue took out a dagger and cut Nan Feng's palm.

"Tick...tick..." Nan Feng's blood dripped quickly into the bowl. He Yue was afraid that the blood would not flow quickly, so she pinched his flesh hard.

Nan Feng grimaced in pain, and when the white porcelain bowl was full, He Yue took the salt handed over by Bing Yi and pressed it hard on his wound.

"Hiss..." Nan Feng couldn't help but groan.

"Well, for the sake of your loyalty to her, you should copy it with blood on your face!"

When Lu Xiaoqing heard He Yue asking Nan Feng to copy the scriptures, she covered her mouth and didn't dare to say a word.

Nan Feng looked at He Yue in a trance and asked softly, "Nan Xin, you are our own flesh and blood. I don't think I have done anything wrong to you."

"You've beaten us and scolded us, can you please let us go?"

"Let you go? I won't be satisfied even if you are cut into pieces." He Yue's cold voice was like a sharp dagger, piercing deeply into Nan Feng's heart.

"System, does she know something? Otherwise, why would she hate us so much?"

"They are the big guys! They must be here to complete a mission." The system replied helplessly.

"Tasker?" Lu Xiaoqing, who often read novels, turned pale all of a sudden. She knew too well how those big taskers did their tasks.

"System, let's run! I don't want Nan Feng anymore..." Lu Xiaoqing was really panicked.

"I can't run away. I'm trapped." The system said, and then closed its eyes.

No matter how much Lu Xiaoqing shouted, it didn't speak.

"Why? Why do you hate us so much? Just because I didn't save you in the fire at the first time?"

"Or is it because of what your mother did? Do you resent us?"

"Clap clap-!"

Upon hearing this, He Yue raised her hand and slapped Nan Feng a few times.

Nan Feng, who was beaten into a pig's head, quickly had many images appearing in his mind.

"Qing'er, will you listen to my explanation?"

"There's a fire, Qing'er. Don't be afraid, I'll come to rescue you right away..."

"Qing'er... don't leave me, don't leave me..."

"You, it's all you. If it weren't for you, Qing'er wouldn't have left me. It's all you, I'm going to kill you, kill you..."

"It's not my fault and I didn't ask you to save me. I would rather die in the hands of bandits."

"Nan Feng, you beast, you are unworthy of being a human being..."

"Hold on and I'll just make you bleed a little. If you twist again I'll beat you to death."

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"Daddy, it hurts, it hurts, please let me go!"

"Hold on, the magic weapon will be activated soon, and I will be able to see Qing'er soon."

"Shout! Shout! Call mother. She will come back to see you when she sees you like this. Hurry up and call mother..."

"Daddy, I'm in pain and hungry..."