He shook his hand towards his wife like crazy.

"Feng Ziqing, I want you and this bastard from the Ling family to repay my son's debts for the rest of your life!!"

"Bang!"

Xiang Yi's coffin suddenly made a crisp sound.

Everyone's bodies trembled suddenly, and they turned their heads in extreme horror.

Xiang Madam's crying stopped abruptly at that moment, and subconsciously retreated to the maid behind her.

"What's going on?"

"Click!"

Another broken sound.

"Can it be the sound of wood swelling?" someone murmured in a low voice.

Those who know how to do things immediately jumped out and objected: "No! These coffins have been made for more than ten years and will no longer expand or contract...."

Moreover, the coffins that can be sleeped on by Xiang Yi are all of the best wood.

There will be no heat expansion and contraction!

Before he finished speaking, the coffin sounded another "click".

Someone once again had a big idea: "It's not that Young Master Yi felt that he was wronged... he died with his eyes open!"

This sentence is very credible!

Especially, Xiang Madam, she suddenly wailed and rushed towards the coffin.

"Son, mom knows that you are dying with your eyes closed..."

In the flash, she rushes to Feng Ziqing in anger, instantly knocking her out of the defenseless.

"ah……"

Feng Ziqing's lower abdomen was suddenly attacked, and endless pain spread throughout his body in an instant.

"It hurts so much..."

A heat flow broke out of the body, causing Feng Ziqing's heart to suddenly feel despair.

"No……"

She seemed to have forgotten the heart-wrenching pain in her abdomen, and her eyes were nervously looking at her skirt.

A touch of bright red spread rapidly, like the sad and beautiful Manzhushahua.

"ah……"

Amid the desperate screams, she could no longer hold on and collapsed on the ground.

The screams of the maids suddenly came at that moment: "Mrs. Young lady is bleeding..."

She was only two months pregnant, and seeing blood means that the child could not be saved.

Mrs. Xiang seemed to be stunned for a moment. She stood by the coffin in a daze, her head full of hair, and her eyes swollen like walnuts.

The mourning hall fell into a brief silence again, only Feng Ziqing's screams.

No one came forward, and there were not even maids on both sides.

Without the permission of their wife, they dared not interfere.

Everyone looked at Feng Ziqing who was curled up and rolling and crying with his stomach, but no one came forward to rescue him.

Amid the sound of tiny footsteps, a white corner of the clothes sinks into it.

The moment he saw Baiyi, Feng Ziqing's consciousness was a little blurred.

"you……"

She wanted to ask hoarsely, but was so painful that she was torn between her lower abdomen that it was so painful that she could not speak.

Ling Luoyu stood beside her, condescendingly, and quietly looked at her.

"I'll just ask you...whose kid belongs to?!"

Flip the fingertips and three golden needles were broken.

"You know, I have the ability to save your life, but the child... depends on what you mean!"

Feng Ziqing closed his eyes in pain: "Second Master and I are innocent...we have nothing!"

Ling Luoyu suddenly sank: "Feng Ziqing, you are a smart person. You should know which answer you are now, so that I can protect your child!"

If this child is really Ling Yunxi, then even if he tries his best, Ling Luoyu will save the child.

But if Xiang Yi did, she would never take action to protect her fetus.

So Feng Ziqing can completely say that this child belongs to her and Ling Yunxi.

As long as this is the case, the child can be saved.

Feng Ziqing's eyes slowly opened. Although his face was pale, he still looked at Ling Luoyu with a steady look.

"San Young Master... don't you believe me! Don't you believe your second uncle yet?!"
Chapter completed!