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Ye Wende didn’t recognize who the person was when he heard the voice, and he roared in anger: “Which woman dares to stop me!”

He didn't recognize her, but others around him recognized Mrs. Feng's identity.

Feng Ling may not be able to inherit the official position, but Madam Feng is the only wife of the Minister of War. They dare to offend the former, but they would not dare to offend the latter even if they have ten thousand guts.

Even the younger brother who had just tipped off Ye Wende was secretly reminding him of the newcomer's identity.

When Ye Wende heard that it was Madam Feng, he immediately sobered up.

"Ling'er, Wu'er, please come down first. We can discuss any grudges later. But Master Ye, I will explain everything I did today to the Minister. Master Ye, please be prepared to face your father."

Ye Wende panicked when he heard this. Although his father would not beat him to death, if his father heard about this, he would definitely suffer some physical pain.

"I hope Madam Feng will forgive me for once."

Ye Wendra was too embarrassed to beg the other party, and even said these words very toughly, without any sincerity at all.

The people nearby hurriedly said nice things. They were there to watch the fun when something happened, and now everyone wanted to be a peacemaker. However, Madam Feng didn't buy their tricks at all. She didn't even look at them and left with Lian Wu and Feng Ling.

After they walked away, Madam Feng sent her maid to buy some osmanthus cake, and then she took off her usual disguise. Her gentle and kind face was gone, and there was a hint of hostility in her eyes.

"Ye Wende is getting bolder and bolder. He really thinks he is his father's only child."

Mrs. Feng loves gossip and has heard a lot about the romantic affairs of the Minister of Revenue.

"This matter was caused by me, Madam Feng, please do not be angry about it."

Madam Feng looked at Lian Wu, her eyes becoming much kinder. "You are the victim of Ye Wende's actions, and you are not at fault. There is no need to say this."

"I really want to kill that kid."

Feng Ling really wanted to find an opportunity to secretly assassinate Ye Wende. Even if he didn't kill him, he would at least cripple him.

"Why kill him? If you play dumb for so long, will you really become a fool? Killing a filthy person like him would be too easy for him. The reason he dares to be so arrogant now is because he thinks that he is the only son of the Minister of Revenue. What if he knew that he has a half-brother?"

Madam Feng smiled very sinisterly, with a playful look in her eyes, as if she had thought of some interesting scene.

"Interesting, tell me more."

Lian Wu and Feng Ling's interest was also piqued. This was obviously more interesting than killing Ye Wende directly.

"Ye Wende is such a playboy, do you expect his father to be a good person? Compared to Ye Wende, the Minister of Revenue is even worse. However, this Minister of Revenue only targets women who have no one at home. After abusing them, he directly sends people to kill them.

But one girl escaped the disaster. It was said that his sword had misdirected, and the girl, still breathing her last, was found by villagers who went up the mountain to collect herbs. She barely survived. As luck would have it, the girl became pregnant with the Minister of Revenue's child.

What's even more coincidental is that the girl is currently in the Shangshu Mansion."

After hearing about this, Mrs. Feng went straight to find the girl and brought her back. First, she felt sorry for her, second, she wanted to hear some gossip, and the last reason was to prepare for any emergency, which she had really needed now.

"Which one? When did you bring it back?"

Feng Ling recalled the maids of the right age that he had seen in the mansion these days, and felt that each of them looked similar.

"Ying'er, you can't tell, right?"