In the camp on the outskirts of Beijing, her father and brother served in the camp on the outskirts of Beijing.

Thinking that none of the two barracks in front of her were spared, her heart immediately lifted.

"Let's go, go to Dingjun Houfu."

Qiu Yue and Xia Zhu hurriedly followed.

At this time, the whole city of the king shook again, and the prince personally went to the camp on the outskirts of Beijing as soon as he received the news.

And the people of King Yong's faction were also very frightened at this time.

Immediately remembered what King Yong said last night.

All along, they felt that the sergeant's mysterious death was just someone targeting Great Xia.

Now it seems that it is not as simple as they imagined.

......

Dingjun Houfu, a big event happened today.

Yang Guiyun, father and son, were found unconscious outside the camp on the outskirts of Beijing this morning.

Hurriedly sent back to Wangcheng, at this time Mrs. Dingjun and her children were anxiously waiting for the doctor to tell the results of the diagnosis and treatment.

"Doctor, how is my lord?"

At this time, Qin Yueniang's face was full of worry.

"Madam, please be smart."

The doctor's face was full of regret and apology.

"This..."

Qin Yueniang was stunned.

It wasn't until the doctor had been gone for a long time that she woke up from her stunned state.

The tears that had just been collected flowed down unconsciously again.

On the other hand, Yang Wenqing, who was standing next to her, did not have too much sadness on his face, but on the contrary, there was an incomprehensible thought.

"Mother, why don't we go and ask the eldest sister to think of a way?"

Yang Qiyun spoke.

However, as soon as his voice fell, Yang Wenqing on the side immediately sobered up.

"No, you can't tell Yang Wenjin about this, you can't tell her."

Her tone was a little sharp, and Qin Yueniang frowned at her words.

"When has this been? You're still thinking about your? ”

"This is the eighth doctor to come here today, if you can't find a doctor to treat your father, do you know what the consequences will be?"

Yang Guiyun is definitely the pillar of their Hou Mansion, if he falls, the prestige of the Hou Mansion will inevitably plummet.

Not only has their prestige plummeted, but how will they survive in this royal city in the future, leaving them orphans and widows?

She didn't think Yang would take care of them.

"Mother, you are confused, don't forget that the title of Marquis of Dingjun is hereditary."

"Didn't you always want your little brother to take the position? Now this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. ”

Yang Wenqing's eyes flashed with a cold and crazy light.

Although she is Miss Houfu and her mother is still Mrs. Houfu, she does not have much say in this Hou Mansion.

Now that Yang Guiyun is still here, their family can live a stable life.

But what if Yang Guiyun gets old in the future?

The one who took over the title must be her eldest brother, but this one does not want to see their family, and they will definitely not have a good life in the future.

She thought of this a long time ago, and she also thought about currying favor with Yang Wenjin and them, but every time she saw Yang Guiyun and the two brothers doting on Yang Wenjin.

The flame of jealousy in her heart will burn, and Yang Wenjin is an out-and-out waste.

Let her please her, and she really can't get over it in her heart.

Therefore, the contradiction has become bigger and bigger, until it has reached the point where it is today.

Regret is useless, and she has never had a moment of regret.

even said that she was punished and grounded some time ago, obviously to make her reflect and think at home, but she was fine, not only did she feel that she was at fault.

On the contrary, he also hated Yang Guiyun.

She felt that this father was unfair to her, and he was also his daughter, why did she always love Yang Wenjin so much?

For a while, she began to fantasize about nothingness.

She fantasizes that she is Yang Wenjin, and she has a man like King Yin who loves her.

also fantasized that he had become the head of the Hou Mansion, and every word he said was an order, and everyone had to obey it.

Once jealousy arises, people often lose their minds.

Yang Wenqing is now in the latter stage, not only has he lost his mind, but he is even a little psychologically distorted.

In fact, when she saw Yang Guiyun and the three of them being sent back this morning, the panic in her heart was far less than the joy in her heart.

As the diagnosis of several doctors and imperial doctors fell, a crazy idea began to spread in her heart.

"You mean..."

Qin Yueniang immediately understood what she meant, and her heart beat wildly.

His face was shocked, his eyes were staring at Yang Wenqing, and a cold feeling came from his back.

Yang Qiyun on the side also had a similar expression.

"Sister, you're crazy, you... Since you want to kill your father and brother..."

That's right, Yang Wenqing thinks like this.

It's just that the description is somewhat appropriate, she is not really killing her father and brother, the most right thing is to see death and not save her, waiting for her father and brother to die.

"I'm not crazy, I'm doing this for your own good, think about it, if they are gone, you will be the only male in the Yang family, and the position of marquis belongs to you."

"You are a marquis, and we have the final say in the entire marquis' mansion, do you want to wait for them to sweep you out of the house in the future?"

The two men next to her were silent.

I have to say that Yang Wenqing's words made Qin Yueniang very tempted.

Her greatest wish in life is for her son to inherit the title of Marquis of Dingjun.

She wanted to think about it, but she knew it would be too difficult to achieve.

After all, there are two older brothers above his son.

According to the rules of Great Xia, the eldest son who inherits the title is the eldest son, and even if he dies unexpectedly, it will follow the second son.

Yang Qiyun is the third son of Dingjun, and the chance of inheriting the title is very slim, unless there are accidents in the first two in a row.

And now, isn't that the best opportunity?

Not only can she get rid of those two roadblocks smoothly, but she can also get rid of the old guy and directly put her son on the throne.

And Yang Qiyun is also fourteen or fifteen years old this year, although his mind is not very mature, but since he was a child, he has been exposed to it since he was a child, and he knows and understands some of the twists and turns in this regard.

Naturally, he also wants to climb to this position, after all, since he was a child, he hopes that one day he can be as majestic as his father.

Just when the three of them were silent, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

"Madame, Miss, Young Master, Princess Yin is here."

"Who did you say was coming?"

Yang Wenqing's expression changed, and he turned his head and stared coldly at the person who was speaking.

The servant was startled by her appearance, and stammered again.

"Princess Yin is here, and now she is at the door."

The three of them quickly glanced at each other, and Qin Yueniang and Yang Qiyun's eyes immediately turned to Yang Wenqing.

"Got it, you go down first."

The subordinate left in response.

"Qing'er, how would she know? We... What should we do now? ”

"I'll go and see, you stay here for now, don't do anything, and wait for me to come back."

With that, Yang Wenqing walked out of the small courtyard quickly.

When I came to the main gate, I saw Yang Wenjin standing there with two maids.

"What are you here to do? Hurry up, you're not welcome here. ”

Before Yang Wenqing arrived, a sharp voice had already arrived.