He was hacked to death! Reborn and married to the Grand Secretary, his family wept with regret.

Seeing that An Wuyang and Yan Juzhi were having a pleasant conversation, Li Huai Ren squinted his eyes.

"Okay!"

"An Wuyang, you're always clinging to Qingfan, but behind her back you're having an affair with this man, you're really entangled!"

"You shameless slut, today I'll expose you two, you two scoundrels, and let everyone see what kind of person you really are!"

A sinister glint flashed in Li Huai-ren's eyes.

His angry rebuke attracted a crowd of onlookers.

Li Huai-ren's original intention was to throw all the blame on An Wu-yang. Although this matter would damage his reputation, it would not affect his character or public image.

"Fortunately, although I was seduced by you, I still retained a shred of reason and did not actually marry you. Otherwise, being implicated by a morally corrupt woman like you would have brought shame upon my ancestors..."

Li Huai-ren is still trying to minimize his influence.

"Shut up!"

With a sharp shout, Zhu Ying took a few steps forward and kicked Li Huai Ren to the ground.

"You bastard, do you know who you're talking to?"

Li Huai-ren, in pain, lay on the ground and tried to get up.

Bamboo Shadow stepped on Li Huai Ren's face again.

"You bastard, how dare you offend our master? Do you have a death wish?"

Seeing her princess being mistreated by this despicable man these days, Zhu Ying had long wanted to take action against Li Huai Ren.

Zhu Ying's fighting skills are not just fancy moves; she is, after all, a palace guard. If she used more force, she would definitely break all of Li Huai Ren's bones!

"Your master?"

Li Huai-ren lay on the ground muttering to himself, looking at An Wu-yang in surprise.

Just now, Zhu Ying sent Luo Qingfan a calligraphy and painting in the name of ***, and now Zhu Ying is mentioning "master" again.

Could it be that An Wuyang has another identity?

What is her true identity?

Before Li Huai Ren could figure it out, Zhu Ying and An Wu Yang exchanged a glance.

Zhu Ying then handed the sword in her hand to An Wuyang.

"What did you just say?"

An Wuyang held the tip of his sword to Li Huai Ren's brow, his face cold.

"I……"

Li Huai-ren's eyes were wide with anger, clearly he was furious.

He still hasn't fully adapted to An Wuyang's aloof attitude.

However, judging from An Wuyang's recent behavior, she seems to have lost her mind and might actually harm herself.

"I...I was talking nonsense, I was confused, I will never talk nonsense again!"

Li Huai Ren gritted his teeth and apologized to An Wu Yang, looking more and more like a dog!

"I'm alright, it was my fault. We were husband and wife after all... please forgive me!"

His tone was somber, as if he were desperately begging for mercy.

An Wuyang suddenly burst into laughter. She had thought that Li Huai Ren would be stubborn and at least wouldn't easily admit his mistake.

But I never expected him to be such a despicable person.

"This is what you call the Marquis of Loyalty and Valor's Residence?"

Where is loyalty? Where is courage?

"You keep saying you want to go back to the capital, but look at yourselves, what are you going back to the capital for?"

"Will you continue being a bloodsucking locust?"

An Wuyang felt that her past life was not worth it.

The reason she planned so meticulously for the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion in her previous life was not only because of the relationship between Li Huai Ren and Li En, but also because the name Zhongyong was indeed earned by the ancestors of the Li family who used the flesh and blood of twelve men to clear obstacles for the late emperor.

But now, the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion can only be considered a disgrace.

"An Wuyang, that's enough!"

"Don't forget who you are! You're just relying on some unknown stranger to back you up, yet you dare to humiliate me like this!"

"Remember this: you are Rean's mother. If you dare to hurt me, Rean will never forgive you in this lifetime!"

Li Huai-ren snorted coldly and made a move to get up and break free from An Wu-yang's control!

"She wouldn't dare hurt you, but I would!"

Yan Juzhi stepped forward, taking Zhu Ying's place with one foot and stepping on Li Huai Ren's mouth.

"Open your eyes and see clearly who I am!"

Yan Juzhi took a token from his waist, on which was clearly engraved a royal decree.

Li Huai-ren's initial indignation vanished instantly upon seeing the imperial edict that Yan Ju-zhi produced.

The imperial decree was issued as if His Majesty himself were present. Could it be that Yan Juzhi is a close minister of the emperor?

Li Huai-ren inwardly groaned, suddenly realizing who the "master" Zhu Ying had mentioned earlier was!

It turns out it was this man; he's the real deal!

I never imagined this man had such a powerful background.

Li Huai-ren was extremely annoyed. He had originally intended to smear Yan Ju-zhi and An Wu-yang, but he never expected to offend the wrong people.

What should we do now?

The emperor's close advisors would never think highly of An Wuyang; his accusations just now were simply a joke.

Li Huai-ren regretted that he had spoken carelessly. If he had just said that An Wu-yang had an affair with a stinky stable boy and an ugly cook, at least he wouldn't have offended people he shouldn't have.

"Wu Yang, it's all your fault for playing tricks!"

"Why didn't you tell me sooner that this was a high-ranking official from the capital?"

Smearing An Wuyang is a tactic that the loyal and brave Marquis's men are most familiar with.

Upon hearing Li Huai-ren's words, Yan Ju-zhi smiled wickedly: "In front of her, I am no adult!"