After the concubine ran away with the baby, the abstinent prince went crazy

Princess He'an didn't keep up with Yan Qingning's pace. She didn't know why she was suddenly afraid of her.

But when Yan Xiwei, who was standing by, saw this familiar scene, her eyelids twitched and she had a bad feeling in her heart.

Before she could say anything, Nanny Zuo spoke up, "Since the princess thinks that I am of low status, I am not worthy of discussing things with her.

Then Princess He'an, please condescend to accompany me to the palace and let Concubine Hui decide the matter, or you can go to Prince Qing's mansion. The prince is qualified to ask about it, right?"

As soon as Yan Feng entered the room, he heard what Nanny Zuo said, and he couldn't help but tighten his fingers.

Yan Feng laughed first, "What's the matter? We are all family, if there is anything, we can just talk it out. Why should we trouble Concubine Hui and Prince Qing?"

Princess He'an has had a smooth life for half her life and her mother is of noble status.

Even though Yan Feng protected his favorite concubine, she often got angry and made a fuss about it, but over the years, Yan Feng never dared to cross her.

I've never seen anyone who doesn't know how to live or die and resort to tricks in front of me.

Seeing Yan Feng at this time, Princess He'an finally understood what Yan Qingning was suddenly talking about.

I was filled with secret hatred in my heart.

How dare this bitch play tricks in front of me?

Princess He'an's face turned pale, but what she met was a warning look from Yan Feng.

Princess He'an forced herself to swallow the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

The look he gave Yan Qingning was full of sarcasm. Was he not giving up?

Princess He'an gritted her teeth secretly, bitch, even if she dealt with them in front of Yan Feng, what could Yan Feng do to her?

"Father, all the mistakes are my daughter's fault." Yan Xiwei immediately stood up and knelt down to her father. "Mother saw that I was not doing well, so she was just teaching her sister."

Yan Qingning's face was filled with grief and indignation. "Sister, do you mean to kill us both mother and daughter?"

Yan Xiwei's expression remained unchanged. "Sister, you must have misunderstood. Mother has loved you with all her heart over the years. How could she bear to kill you? You slandering mother and me like this really chills mother's heart."

Yan Qingning chuckled, "My Lady, is this really the case?"

Is that so? Princess He'an's eyes, which were spitting fire and seemed to burn her, explained everything. Anyone with eyes could see it clearly.

Yan Feng knew what was going on and winked at Yan Qingning, "Ning'er, quickly apologize to your mother and try to comfort her. She has a sharp tongue but a soft heart."

Even if it was an insincere apology, he just wanted to settle the matter quickly. After all, Nanny Zuo was an outsider, and as the saying goes, family disgrace should not be made public.

Yan Feng felt complicated. He used to treat Ning'er as his legitimate daughter and didn't care much about her.

On the contrary, he favors Wei'er because he loves her so much, and he also loves her a lot behind her back.

But who knew that Ning'er was the daughter of Aunt Du, and at this time he still found it difficult to adapt to this change.

Yan Feng coughed lightly, then turned to Princess He'an and said, "Ning'er is still young and doesn't understand things. As a mother, you should not bear grudges and don't bother with her."

Princess He'an and Yan Xiwei were immediately furious. "My lord, you say I am fussy? What, she is small? She has a big heart. My lord, you are so partial, aren't you afraid of hurting Wei'er's heart?"

Yan Xiwei did not say anything, but pursed her lips tightly, but her nails dug deeply into her palms. As expected, her father's favoritism towards her was all because of Aunt Du!

Yan Qingning sneered in her heart, and she actually laughed, "Father, is it possible that the princess is determined to kill me and my aunt? Should I apologize to her?"

Yan Qingning was very angry at Yan Feng's compromise solution. If a man can't even protect his own woman and children, then he is nothing but a waste!

Princess He'an immediately sneered, "Your Excellency has seen this now, she doesn't care about anyone now, she has no manners at all."

Yan Feng gave Princess He'an another warning look, "Madam, please go back first. Don't you always talk about Wei'er? Now that she's back, you and your daughter should have a good talk."

How could Princess He'an let Yan Qingning go just like that?

He immediately said: "Sir, Yan Qingning saw that Wei'er was kind and could be bullied. Wei'er was so haggard because of her bullying. Can't you see that? Sir, do you still want me to let it go?"

They really are mother and daughter. Their ability to confuse right and wrong and their eloquence are truly admirable.

Yan Qingning glanced at Nanny Zuo dimly. If she said anything, Yan Feng might think that she was quibbling, so it would be better for her to let Nanny Zuo tell the truth.

Nanny Zuo naturally understood what Yan Qingning meant, and immediately said, "Master Zhongshu, the princess and the eldest daughter of your family are holding a grudge against Aunt Du and our Little Master Ning, and they want to take their lives in revenge. I want to stop them, but they rely on the support of the Grand Princess and even want to silence me. Please be fair, otherwise this matter will not end."

Oh, it's like everyone is capable of such nonsense.

"You spit out blood!"

Princess He'an stood up immediately and said in a sharp voice.

Yan Xiwei's face also looked ugly, and she was very angry towards Nanny Zuo.

"Father, it's not like that. Mother just feels bad for Wei'er..." Yan Xiwei explained in a choked voice, her body beginning to sway, "Let's just forget about this matter today..."

In Yan Feng's eyes, Yan Xiwei was soft-hearted, weak and vulnerable, and submissive, just like Aunt Du.

But things are different now. Ning'er is the daughter of him and Aunt Du, so he is somewhat biased towards her.

"Weier is sensible. She is right. There is no need to dwell on things that have passed." Yan Feng said seriously, "So far, I still say the same thing. We are all family. No one is allowed to dwell on it anymore.

Ning'er, you should get up too, and go to your aunt's place to have a private conversation later."

When Princess He'an heard this, she didn't even need to apologize. She immediately widened her eyes and said, "Sir..."

Yan Qingning lowered her eyebrows slightly to hide the expression in her eyes. Although Yan Feng seemed to be on her side, she was not grateful.

If he really valued the original owner, she would not have become a concubine like a sacrifice in order to appease the anger of Princess He'an and her daughter.

However, Yan Feng is in a high position at such a young age, and I think it is not due to luck or external forces.

Then she can't just look at the surface.

It seems like a good idea to use him to fight against Princess He'an.

Princess He'an is so strong that she doesn't believe Yan Feng will side with her.

Everyone has a bottom line.

Besides, a man's patience is based on his love. As long as he likes something, he can be tolerant and accept everything.

Since she couldn't defeat them with one fatal blow right now, it would be okay for her to show weakness for the time being.

Thinking of this, Yan Qingning pretended to be wronged and said with red eyes: "Please let my aunt go..."

Aunt Du was still tied up, and Yan Feng was as blind as if he had lost his sight. When he came in, it seemed as if he hadn't even glanced at her.

Then she would remind Yan Feng.

In his memory, Yan Feng doted on Aunt Du very much, but now it seems that a man’s doting is just this much.

Yan Feng's breath caught when he heard this. The situation just now was urgent, and he didn't want the situation to get out of hand, so he really didn't pay attention.

At this moment, he couldn't help but look outside. Aunt Du was tied up, her forehead was covered in blood, her hair was disheveled, and her eyes were full of sadness and despair.