"Why are you doing this?"
An Yan looked directly into Yu Nian's eyes. Faced with her threats, he did not flinch, nor was he afraid in his heart.
He has no chips and no capital. To him, everything he has now is a gift from heaven. Even if he loses it all overnight, there is nothing to fear.
He didn't understand where Yu Nian had such hatred for the Jiang family.
If he really does this, he will not only destroy the Jiang family, but he will also get involved. He is just an insider. If he steps into it, he will jump into a pit of fire and there will be no turning back.
But if he chooses to refuse, and Yu Nian is in a dead end, not to mention who Yu Jingtang will believe in the end, it has to do with the reputation of the prime minister's house and the chastity of the prime minister's wife, and how he will deal with himself in the future after the trouble.
Will Yu Jingtang still treat him like he is now?
"You just need to tell me your choice." Yu Nian said expressionlessly.
An Yan said slowly: "Miss Yu, it's not easy for me to start my life over again. I am living well in the Prime Minister's Mansion. I may be able to marry the most talented woman in Luoyang in the future. Why are you so hard on me?" , if I really do what you say, wouldn’t I have to ruin everything I have?”
He tried to negotiate with the other party to see if there was any room for maneuver.
"I just want to live my life peacefully. I hope Miss Yu can find someone else. I can pretend that nothing happened today. I won't interfere with what you want to do, Miss Yu."
What surprised An Yan was that after a brief silence, Yu Nian let out a mocking laugh again.
"Because he feels guilty about you."
"What?"
"Yu Jingtang, he feels sorry for you." Yu Nian said indifferently.
An Yan frowned, what kind of logic is this, what on earth is this woman thinking.
"He actually has a little bit of humanity left in him." She sneered again.
An Yan was silent for a moment and said, "I don't understand. What exactly does Miss Yu want to say?"
A flash of hatred flashed in Yu Nian's eyes, and he said coldly: "He killed your former fiancée with his own hands."
An Yan was startled suddenly.
"You mean, Miss Yu...wan?"
An Yan had made various guesses about this person whose name was rarely mentioned and who had always been concealed. Yu Nian now made him certain.
In his current status, he did have an engagement with Yu Wan.
No wonder Yu Nian mentioned Yu Wan in his words when he first met him.
The engagement was terminated due to Yu Wan's death, and Yu Jingtang wanted to find him a new fiancée.
An Yan hesitated and asked, "Miss Yu Wan, how did you die?"
There was dead silence in the warehouse. After a while, An Yan heard her voice again.
"She was called a monster and was burned alive by Yu Jingtang!"
An Yan suddenly felt horrified and was burned alive. This would be...
But he soon noticed the word "demon" in Yu Nian's words. In Xuantang, wasn't a demon just...
Monk!
An Yan frowned in thought, and Yu Nian's face quickly returned to coldness.
"Yu Jingtang feels guilty for you. I really want to know how he would feel when he knew that his nephew and his wife were having an affair."
This woman's target from the beginning was not Jiang, but her father Yu Jingtang.
In such an era where honor and integrity are valued, doing so is tantamount to being more terrifying than killing someone!
"Miss Yu, that is your father after all." An Yan couldn't help but say.
Yu Nian sneered: "That sounds nice, but you should be glad that he is not your father."
An Yan wanted to say something else, but Yu Nian interrupted him: "You know enough, now what's your choice?"
Besides, saying that he is innocent does nothing but look cowardly.
Yu Nian seemed determined to use him to deal with Yu Jingtang.
An Yan didn't know how miserable her experience was, but it was her hatred, not her own.
As she said, his father is not Yu Jingtang.
Yu Nian wanted to destroy him now, but it was a pity that An Yan had always liked this beautiful face.
He looked at Yu Nian with his eyes, and his eyes gradually became calm.
"It seemed like I had no choice."
"You're pretty smart."
Yu Nian snorted coldly and seemed to be planning to turn around and leave. After taking two steps, he turned around and looked at him again.
"Have you ever thought about going to Yu Jingtang to expose me first?"
Her words were just a question, but they were full of threats.
"I shouldn't be as well prepared as Miss Yu in this regard," An Yanze said.
"Besides, Madam is so beautiful. If I could kiss her, it would be worth dying."
Yu Nian frowned and glanced at him, with a bit more disgust in his eyes.
When she walked out of the warehouse, An Yan's eyes turned cold.
Crazy woman.
Let him seek his own death?
What he is least afraid of is death.
#
Wang Sheng is a scholar who failed the exam this spring.
He has been studying hard for years but failed. People like him are everywhere throughout Xuantang. They are highly respected in his hometown. He was called a child prodigy when he was young. When he grew up, he was called a genius. But when he grew up, he was an ordinary person. A common mortal.
Frustrated, he originally planned to return to his hometown to find a living, but he didn't expect that a maid from a wealthy family suddenly came to him.
"Miss Bizhu, please tell me when can I meet Yun Niang."
Wang Sheng gave the handwritten letter to the maid of the wealthy family in front of him, and they met two or three times a month.
But it was just an exchange of letters. This Bizhu girl would also give him some money to help him live in Luoyang City.
Minglan looked at the scholar in front of her, feeling very irritated. Bizhu was her pseudonym. She was bumped into by the eldest lady and Master An today, which made her flustered. She didn't know what the outcome would be in the future.
This also concerns Madam. If something happens, she may not be able to save her life.
But the eldest lady said that she would not pursue it. She could only pray that this was true.
She said to Wang Sheng with an unhappy face: "What can you do even if you meet my lady? Now you have nothing and can't give my lady anything. If you don't study hard, it will be better to wait until you get fame in the future." We propose marriage at my house, other than that, don’t think about other unrealistic things.”
This kind of plot is common in dramas, and Minglan can easily describe it when describing it.
When Wang Sheng heard this, his face suddenly showed excitement: "Please tell Miss Minglan to tell Yun Niang and reassure her that I will live up to Yun Niang's expectations. I will definitely get the status of Jinshi in the next scientific examination. I will give Yun Niang and Bizhu an explanation." .”
Give me an explanation?
Minglan wanted to laugh a little, but then she didn't take it seriously at all. She was the personal maid of the Prime Minister's wife. A Jinshi was really nothing special to her. There were many Jinshi in the Prime Minister's Mansion. The Madam had already told her, If one of the Prime Minister's disciples falls in love with someone, just open your mouth and Madam will go talk to the Prime Minister about it.
Minglan's horizons immediately rose. She could choose at will even if she was a Jinshi, let alone a poor scholar who was not even a Jinshi.
This kind of people always think that they can turn over after passing the Jinshi examination, but even if they are the top scholar, it is difficult to get into the prime minister's house.
There is no Yun Niang in this world, and this Wang Sheng is just a tool used by his wife to relieve her boredom. Who knows that the master usually neglects his wife too harshly.
As Jiang's personal maid, Minglan knew very well that her husband had never entered his wife's house. In her early years, Jiang often cried in tears at night, saying that she was worse than a dead man.
When he married with his wife, Minglan also secretly thought about whether she would have a chance to be blessed by the prime minister.
But at the moment, the only one who is thinking about this is this poor scholar who is dreaming of two women serving together.
Minglan felt contempt in her heart, but said on her face: "I hope that Mr. Wang will not let down my young lady's hard work."
Wang Sheng nodded solemnly, and in his excitement, he wanted to step forward and pull Minglan's hand, but Minglan dodged it.
After saying goodbye to Wang Sheng, she put on her headscarf and veil again and left the inn. She turned several alleys in the market and got on the carriage at a deserted roadside.
Returning to the Prime Minister's residence, Minglan saw Jiang lazily lying on her side on the couch. Because she was at home, Jiang was dressed more casually, with a red dark coat and a white gauze skirt, and her top was tied together. It's not tight, and the collarbone and a large area of white tenderness are exposed under Xue's neck.
Minglan looked at his wife and thought, must the master be too old? Otherwise, how could he leave such a beauty alone in an empty room and remain indifferent?
Jiang held a book in one hand and read quietly there. Incense was burned and ice was placed in the room.
"lady."
When Mrs. Jiang heard the sound, she glanced over and saw that it was her maid. Her almond-shaped eyes suddenly lit up and a smile appeared on her charming face.
Minglan's heart suddenly became nervous.
"Come here quickly." Jiang put down the book and waved to her.
Minglan walked over and took out the envelope from her arms.
After taking it, Jiang did not rush to open it, but asked with a smile: "How is he doing lately?"
"I heard from the innkeeper that he is also studying hard, but he has always wanted to see you." Minglan said, and took out a long and narrow wooden box that he brought from his residence.
Jiang opened it slightly and looked at it, wondering: "Why is it different?"
"Didn't you say that the last one was a bit too big? I asked someone to make a smaller one again."
In the huge quiet room, only the master and the servant were talking quietly.
Jiang gently tugged on her gauze skirt, tore open the envelope and took out the letter inside.
Minglan thought of what happened today again. The cold face of the eldest lady lingered in her mind, and she said in a slight panic: "Madam, you can use it, I will go and guard outside."
"Um……"
