After the tragic death of the daughter of the emperor, she returned to her former marriage and refus

Chapter 209 Asking for help

The words fell.

Yan Feng's face changed drastically.

He looked at Yan Yunshu in disbelief.

Assassin, city gate.

"You, you, you rebellious son, what are you talking about?"

Yan Yunshu sneered, "Has Prime Minister Yan finally revealed his true hypocritical, sinister, and filthy face? It's been ages since I've heard the term 'rebellious son' used. Hearing it now, it feels quite endearing."

After saying that, Yan Yunshu looked at Prime Minister Yan with a smile.

Prime Minister Yan was stunned at first, then roared in anger.

"brute!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a snap.

Wen slapped Yan Feng in the face. Seeing this, Yan Feng's eyes turned red with anger and he was about to explode again.

Wen raised her hand and slapped Yan Feng hard on the other cheek.

"You dare to insult my daughter? You deserve to die!"

Yan Feng covered his face and looked at Wen with anger and shock.

Look at her trembling hands and her gritting teeth.

I heard Zhu crying, "Yao'er, my poor Yao'er, how can I live with you? Who is it, who wants to kill you, who is it!"

Yan Feng was filled with rage, his eyes red as he was about to pounce on Wen.

It's you who deserves to die! It's you, Wen!

It was you who should have died!

Just as he was about to pounce, he was stopped by Yan Yunyi.

Seeing that he couldn't deal with Wen, Yan Feng took his anger out on Yan Yunyi.

He reached out to grab Yan Yunyi's face.

He was pushed to the ground by Yan Yunyi.

Yan Feng saw that Yan Yunyi was just a young boy who had just started out, yet he could suppress him, a grown man, to this extent.

I felt sad and angry, but also annoyed and ashamed.

"Evil creature, let go of your true form!"

Of course Yan Yunyi didn't let go, but suppressed him tightly.

Over the past few years, Yan Feng forced Yan Yunyi to give up literature and study martial arts. Yan Yunyi had no choice but to focus on both. He did not neglect either and even learned a good set of martial arts. Since he had martial arts, he naturally restrained Yan Feng tightly and did not even have room to struggle.

Yan Feng slapped the ground, "Let me go! You unfilial son, I was the one who sent you to learn martial arts! Is this how you repay me now?"

Yan Yunyi sneered and replied.

"So, father, do you regret it? Isn't it father's good plan to let his legitimate son abandon literature and pursue martial arts, paving the way for the young master of the Zhu family to rise to prominence?"

Yan Feng was stunned and stopped struggling.

"You, you guys..."

He couldn't believe that these words came from Yan Yunyi's mouth.

Yan Yunyi always listens to him, so it is impossible for him to know anything about Zhu Nianyan. How could he say such a thing?

Could it be that he already knew that Zhu Nianyan was his eldest son who was raised outside...

Could it be that they all knew about it, so Wen dared to make a deal with him about Zhu Nianyan's life and death!

He was thinking.

Then Yan Yunyi sneered.

"Hmph, just because Father is in love with the Young Master of the Zhu Family, there's no need to use the legitimate son's future as a stepping stone. Do you like him that much?"

For a moment, the entire backyard of the prime minister's mansion became even quieter.

The cries of Mrs. Zhu and Old Madam Yan were much weaker because of this.

"Nian'er, Nian'er..."

Zhu muttered to herself in a voice that no one else could hear.

She thought of her Nian'er.

And Nian'er.

But what did Yan Yunyi say? He actually said that Nian'er and his father were in love?

Is this going to ruin her Nian'er's reputation?

She has already lost Yao'er, and she cannot lose Nian'er again.

She put Yan Shuyao on the ground, rushed to Yan Yunyi's side, and screamed, "Stop talking nonsense, stop talking nonsense!"

Mrs. Wen looked at the mess on the ground with a frown on her face.

She held Yan Yunshu's hand tightly.

Sighed.

Not far away, the footsteps of the city defense guards were approaching.

Yan Yunyi let go of Prime Minister Yan, who quickly got up from the ground and patted his clothes.

I was shocked when I saw that scene.

In addition to the Ministry of Justice and the Minister of Justice, the chief eunuch of the emperor, who came with a group of guards, also came with him.

This, has alarmed His Majesty so quickly?

Yan Feng frowned and hurried forward.

However, the eunuch just nodded and exchanged greetings with Yan Feng, then went to Wen and Yan Yunshu.

He set his eyes on Yan Yunshu and saw that she was safe and sound.

relieved.

He looked at Wen again.

"I heard that the Prime Minister's residence was assassinated on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival. His Majesty is very worried and has sent this old servant to investigate."

Wen bowed, sadness still visible between her brows.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. The Prime Minister's residence was attacked tonight, and we lost our concubine Yan Shuyao. The rest of the people are safe and sound, and there is no loss of property."

As he spoke, he looked in the direction of Yan Shuyao.

The eunuch followed Wen's gaze and looked at Yan Shuyao.

After frowning slightly, his eyes were attracted by the eye-catching gold hairpin on Yan Shuyao's bun.

The gold hairpin is of a unique style and is covered with a layer of fluorescence. It is very rare in Tianze and has some characteristics of the Hansha Kingdom.

He pondered for a moment and said some words of condolence.

He hurriedly left the prime minister's residence and returned to the palace.

After the eunuch left.

Mrs. Wen ordered her servants to continue cleaning up.

Soon, a simple mourning hall was set up at the banquet venue.

The red silk was also replaced with white gauze.

Everyone dispersed.

Zhu sat in the mourning hall, staring at Yan Feng with tears in her eyes.

"Didn't my husband say that it was that Wen who would die tonight? But why, why was it our Yao'er? Why wasn't it Wen who died! She is the one who deserves to die! It's her!"

Yan Feng frowned.

There is no denying it.

Thinking of the golden hairpin, her hatred for Wen grew even stronger. In extreme pain and resentment, she screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing Yan Feng so grief-stricken, Zhu cried even harder.

"Now we only have Nian'er left. My husband must make plans for Nian'er, destroy the Wen family, and leave all the family property to Nian'er!"

Yan Feng nodded solemnly with tears in his eyes.

Everything that happened in recent days is still lingering in my mind.

The overwhelming hatred was still surging in my heart.

He clenched his hands and looked towards Fanghua Garden.

Fanghua Garden is bustling with people and brightly lit.

Mrs. Wen directed the servants in an orderly manner, removing bricks and tiles, and cleaning up Fanghua Garden inside and out.

Yan Yunshu held her cheeks and looked at the busy Wen.