Marrying a wife and a concubine together? Wouldn't it be better to divorce and become the queen

Feng Qingluan went back to the Marquis' Mansion and saw a group of people gathered in front of the gate, arguing excitedly about something. Two rows of guards stood in front of the gate, ready to confront the people below.

Feng Qingluan walked over quickly and saw clearly the person causing the trouble. It turned out to be Feng Zheng and Pan Yulian's son Feng Yangyu.

Feng Yangyu was very emotional: "Who are you? Why are you stopping me from seeing the old lady?"

Feng Zheng was also angry: "Yes, Feng Qingluan hurt my wife so badly, today I must make Madam Hou come out to explain to us, if she doesn't come out, we will stay here and not leave, anyway, we have to tear each other apart, so let's fight to the death and no one will have a good life!"

"Yes! Let Madam Hou come out and give an explanation!"

Behind the two of them, there was a group of young and strong teenagers who followed them and echoed them.

Regarding Pan Yulian's imprisonment, Feng Zheng thought she would be acquitted soon, but she was sentenced to a heavy sentence. She kept clamoring to see her son. There was no other way, so he had to run to the Xijiao Camp to tell his son about this.

When Feng Yangyu heard that his whole family was driven out of the Marquis' Mansion by Feng Qingluan and his mother was imprisoned because of her, he immediately asked for leave from the military camp. He first went to the Prince of Chu's Mansion to seek justice from Feng Qingluan, but Feng Qingluan was not there. He learned that Feng Shuyao was also poisoned and weakened by Feng Qingluan, so he rushed to the Marquis' Mansion in a rage.

Several of his good brothers in the military camp heard that his family had been tragically murdered and came together to speak up for him. Unexpectedly, the marquis's mansion originally had few guards, but now it was guarded by a group of well-trained people.

As for the leader of this group of guards, Feng Yangyu had seen him before among the Marquis' subordinates. He was the one who was loyal to the Marquis of Protecting the Country and his most capable and outstanding subordinate was named Xue Zimo.

While he was shouting, Feng Qingluan had already arrived at the door of the Marquis' Mansion.

"Hey, isn't this Young Master Feng, the sixth-rank forward? What are you arguing about?"

Seeing Feng Qingluan, Feng Zheng and Feng Yangyu were both shocked. Feng Yangyu said:

"Feng Qingluan, I thought you were so inhumane and cold-blooded when you drove my father and mother out of the mansion. You also caused my mother to be tortured in prison. Are you still a human being?"

It was the same rhetoric again. Feng Qingluan's ears were almost callused. But these people obviously hadn't said enough. She sneered:

"It seems that Pan Yulian's example didn't teach you a lesson. It wasn't enough that she caused trouble on the street, but you also made trouble in the Marquis' Mansion. Do you want me to report you to the police and take you to Jingzhao Prefecture Prison to reunite with Pan Yulian's family?"

As soon as Feng Qingluan said this, Feng Zheng's arrogance immediately subsided. He retreated to Feng Yangyu's side with some fear:

"What we said is the truth, and we are here to see Madam Hou. What qualifications do you, a married daughter, have to interfere in the affairs of the Marquis' Mansion?"

Feng Qingluan scratched her ears. "Second Master Feng, what you said is wrong. Even if I get married, I am still my father's biological daughter. Who are you? A bunch of ungrateful bastards. How dare you say that to me? Don't you even consider whether you are qualified? Get out of here while I still have patience!"

Asking them to get out in front of so many people, Feng Yangyu's anger rose rapidly. He pointed at Feng Qingluan with a fierce look in his eyes:

"Feng Qingluan, no matter what, we are relatives. My father and mother are your uncle and aunt. If you treat them like this, don't blame me for teaching you a lesson on behalf of the deceased marquis. Brothers, come on!"

From the time Feng Qingluan appeared until now, Xue Zimo has been watching her.

That day, he heard that the second and third wives of the Marquis' Mansion were driven out, and he was a little bit unconvinced that it was the eldest daughter who did it. Today, he saw her confronting Feng Zheng and Feng Yangyu. She had a strong and resolute aura, quite like the style of the Marquis in the past. He couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. Seeing that Feng Yangyu was about to take action, he shouted to the people behind him:

"These people are causing trouble in the mansion, kick them out!"

At his command, the guards drew their swords, and the two groups soon started fighting in front of the marquis's mansion.

The onlookers were frightened by the scene and retreated. Feng Yangyu stared at Feng Qingluan and rushed towards her with clenched fists. Xue Zimo stood in front of Feng Qingluan:

"Miss, please stand back and leave him to me!" After saying that, she took Feng Yangyu's fist and fought with him.

Xue Zimo is a martial arts expert, and Feng Yangyu has also improved a lot in the past two years of military training. He thinks he is a powerful figure in the barracks, but when he stands before Xue Zimo, he is completely unable to withstand his attacks. After more than a dozen moves, Feng Yangyu is beaten black and blue.

The opponent did not attack other parts of his body, but focused on hitting his face and head. He then punched him in the right eye. Feng Yangyu screamed and retreated.

The brothers he brought with him were no match for the guards and were beaten and thrown into the street screaming.

Feng Zheng felt so distressed that he quickly helped his son up. "Yang Yu, how are you injured? Does it hurt?"

Feng Yangyu stood up. His eyes were swollen and his face was slapped several times. The corner of his mouth was broken and his nose was broken. He looked very miserable. He spat out the blood in his mouth and cursed at Feng Qingluan:

"Feng Qingluan, today we have a complete feud. One day you will fall into my hands. When the time comes, I will settle all the old and new grudges together and make you kneel before me and kowtow and beg for mercy!"

Feng Yangyu made a harsh remark, and Feng Qingluan curled her eyes: "He is incompetent but has a big mouth. I will wait and see if that day comes."

Xue Zimo held his sword across Feng Yangyu's face, and said in a cold voice: "Feng Yangyu, if you say one more disrespectful word to Princess Chu, I don't mind making you more injured!"

Feng Yangyu was frightened by his aura. He spat and left with his brothers in disgrace.

After they left, Xue Zimo's cold and fierce expression relaxed, and he turned to Feng Qingluan with a gentle and sunny smile:

"Miss, long time no see."

The others also bowed to Feng Qingluan. They were all former subordinates of the Marquis of Protecting the Country.

Feng Qingluan glanced over. She had seen all these faces before. They were all people she could trust. She patted Xue Zimo's shoulder with satisfaction.

"Long time no see, welcome home. From now on, when I'm not at home, grandma will rely on you to protect her."

Xue Zimo's expression froze slightly. He looked at Feng Qingluan's slender hand patting his shoulder, pursed his lips, and suddenly a brilliant smile bloomed, which was completely different from the fierce and ruthless look when he beat someone just now. He smiled and said:

"I will not let down the young lady's trust. I swear to defend the mansion and protect the old lady until my death."

Feng Qingluan said, "Well, let's go in. The Marquis' Mansion will hold a banquet tonight to welcome you."

A group of people entered the Marquis' Mansion in a lively manner.

In the street and alley opposite, a pair of eyes were still fixed in the direction of the Marquis' Mansion.

There was a flash of viciousness in Feng Chun's eyes. Feng Qingluan had found people to protect the Marquis' Mansion, and even Feng Yangyu hadn't gotten the upper hand from her. It would not be easy to enter the Marquis' Mansion in the future. His eyes darkened, and he secretly planned something, then turned and left the alley.