Early the next morning, Wang Yuyan and others were invited to the hall.
"I wonder how well you guys stayed last night? If there is any lack of hospitality in our house, please take care of me, Miss Wang."
Duan Yu ordered someone to serve tea and asked with a smile.
Ever since Wang Yuyan entered the room, he had not taken his eyes away from her for even a moment.
Wang Yuyan said, "Your Highness Duan, you are so polite. Everything was fine yesterday. However, A'Zhu and the others have been harassing you in your mansion for too long. The case of the attack on the Crown Prince has not yet been concluded. It is really inconvenient for us to stay for a long time. Today we are here to ask for your resignation!" ” ?.?????.???
After finally waiting for Wang Yuyan and Li Shishi, Duan Yu was not willing to let them leave so easily. He immediately smiled and said, "Miss Wang rarely comes to Dali, why are you leaving now? To be honest, I, Dali, have long wanted to meet Prince Yan." It's hard to get acquainted with such heroes, but we are lucky enough to meet you today, so why not stay a few more days."
Wang Yuyan said, "If His Highness Duan wants to get to know your husband, you can come to Yanbei as a guest in person. My husband and I will certainly treat you warmly."
Duan Yu and Murong Fu had a long-standing feud, how could they want to get acquainted with him? The so-called predestined relationship is even more nonsense. However, Duan Yu only addressed him as "King Yan" instead of Murong Fu. This was obviously a deliberate attempt to hide the edge in his words.
Fortunately, Wang Yuyan was no longer the eldest daughter of the boudoir who had never left home before. She immediately called the Prince of Yan mentioned by Duan Yu as her husband, which directly pointed out Murong Fu's identity.
This not only made Duan Yu feel helpless as if he had punched cotton, but he also felt increasingly jealous and resentful in his heart.
Could it be that in Wang Yuyan's eyes, Murong Fu really is the only one... Duan Yu's hand holding the tea cup trembled slightly, and his chest felt heavy.
Seeing that Duan Yu refused to let them go, Wang Yuyan had no choice but to take out her trump card and said, "This time I came to Dali to visit the Prince and His Highness, not only because of A'Zhu and the others, but also to put an end to what happened back then!"
Duan Yu's heart tightened inexplicably. For some reason, he suddenly had a bad feeling.
Duan Zhengchun saw Wang Yuyan looking at him and asked with some confusion, "I wonder what the girl is doing?"
Wang Yuyan said, "This matter is related to the grudges of the previous generation. It is better for my mother to explain it to Prince Duan!"
Duan Zhengchun looked at Li Qingluo again.
Li Qingluo looked at each other coldly and said in a disgusting tone, "This matter should have been hidden in my heart forever, but now that it is related to the grievances of the younger generations, I, a mother, have to stand up and clarify it!"
"Duan Zhengchun, you and I had an old relationship in Jiangnan back then, but you suddenly left one day and there was no more news. This cannot be false, right?"
Duan Zhengchun said sarcastically, "Aluo, there was a reason why things happened back then. I didn't mean to leave you. You..."
"That's enough, put away your tricks! I'm already married now, or two in a row. Do you think I will wait for you like an infatuated and resentful woman?"
Li Qingluo felt disgusted when she saw Duan Zhengchun's face, and interrupted impatiently.
Duan Zhengchun originally thought that Li Qingluo was rekindling his old love with him, but he didn't know that the other party actually told a fact that he couldn't accept, and said in a hoarse voice, "You, you are married now?"
Or two?
Yes, Wang Yuyan is A Luo's daughter, so the husband she marries must be named Wang. What about the other husband?
Although he had some regrets and some heartache, Duan Zhengchun was considered a veteran of wielding a hoe. It was not that he had never hooked up with a married woman before, and he still had illusions about Li Qingluo.
"Yes, my first husband was from the Wang family in Jiangnan. The husband I am now married to is named Li. If you still care about your own dignity, please call me Mrs. Li."
Li Qingluo glared at him unceremoniously. Her temper was much more restrained now than before.
Duan Yu was trembling with fear as he listened. He didn't expect that Wang Yuyan's mother and his father actually had a love history. Could it be that Miss Wang is like Wanmei and Ling'er... No, it's impossible. Her surname is Wang. She must be the daughter of the Jiangnan Wang family, and has absolutely nothing to do with my Duan family.
Duan Zhengchun suddenly thought of what Wang Yuyan said about settling the grudges of the past. Seeing Li Qingluo speaking coldly to him, he couldn't help but worry, "Are you going to end your relationship with me today?"
Li Qingluo said, "That's true, but now I have something more important to talk to you about."
After her words fell, she couldn't help but look at Wang Yuyan who was sitting quietly beside her.
Duan Yu felt his heart was lifted, and his hands and feet were cold.
"Not long after you left, I found out that I was pregnant, so I married into the Jiangnan Wang family..."
"Impossible. Is it possible that Mrs. Li wants to say that Wang...Miss Wang is my father's daughter?"
Before Li Qingluo could finish speaking, Duan Yu suddenly stood up, his face turned red, and he interrupted directly.
Li Qingluo raised her eyebrows and said with great dissatisfaction, "When the elders speak, how come you, the younger generation, have to interrupt?"
Duan Yu was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He took a few breaths before continuing, "Mrs. Li, don't talk nonsense here. How can you prove that Miss Wang is related to my father? Maybe she was the child of you and the head of the Wang family. "
Li Qingluo sneered and said, "Yan'er's father passed away less than two months after we got married. I gave birth to her six months later. Is it possible that this is still false?"
"No, this is impossible, this is impossible!"
Duan Yu slumped down on the bench in disbelief. Even when Wang Yuyan married Murong Fu, he had never been as desperate as he is today.
So what if Wang Yuyan got married? His father could marry Gan Baobao again, so why couldn't he?
But when Li Qingluo told the truth today, all his illusions were shattered in an instant.
Wang Yuyan is actually his half-sister. How could such a ridiculous thing happen in this world?
At this moment, his heart was twisted like a knife, and his heart was so anxious that he couldn't help but vomit out a mouthful of blood.
Dao Baifeng's heart tightened and she stood up worriedly, but Kang Min quickly grabbed her and shook her head.
Li Qingluo ignored Duan Yu and said to Duan Zhengchun, "This is the truth back then. I don't have to explain Yan'er's identity to you, but you, an unfilial son, have evil intentions to avoid making a big mistake in the future. I I have no choice but to come and explain it to you!"
Duan Zhengchun was in a state of complete confusion at this time. How could he go around in circles and find that he had another daughter?
Including Mu Wanqing and Zhong Lingwai, you already have three, right?
But that's okay, but why are all three of my daughters related to Murong Fu?
All three daughters fell in love with the same man?
Duan Zhengchun couldn't help but feel a little bitter, but when he thought that this was all his fault, he didn't know what to say.
Seeing that the Duan family and his son were in a mess, the third division and the four ministers looked at each other in bewilderment. Wang Yuyan saw that the time was almost up, and exchanged glances with Li Shishi and Kang Min.
Kang Min took action without any warning, turning into a phantom and rushing straight towards the Third Division and the Four Chief Ministers. Several embroidery needles accurately hit their acupuncture points, freezing the seven of them.
Kang Minqian moved at once, Wang Yuyan and others took action at the same time. Li Shishi attacked Duan and his son, while the others quickly fled...
