"Why are you doing that?"

An Yan looked directly into Yu Nian's eyes, and in the face of her threats and intimidation, he did not flinch, and there was no fear in his heart.

He has no chips or capital, and everything he has in front of him is something that fell from heaven to him, even if he loses it all overnight, there is nothing to be afraid of.

He didn't understand where Yu Nian had such a big hatred for the Jiang family.

If he really does this, not only will he ruin the Jiang family, but he will also have to get into it himself, he was originally just an insider, if he stepped into it, he would have jumped into the fire pit and there was no turning back.

But if he chooses to refuse, and Yu Nianyu will die in the net, not to mention who Yu Jingtang will believe in the end, it is related to the reputation of the Prime Minister's Mansion 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 be able to treat him like this at that time?

"You just have to tell me your options." Yu Nian said expressionlessly.

An Yan said slowly: "Miss Yu, I finally had a new life, I have a good life in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and I may be able to marry the first talented girl in Luoyang in the future, why do you want to force me hard, if I really do what you say, wouldn't I bury everything I have?" ”

He tried to negotiate with the other side to see if there was room for manoeuvre.

"I just want to live my life in peace, I hope Miss Yu can change you to another person, I can treat everything today as if nothing happened, Miss Yu, I won't ask what you do."

To An An's surprise, Yu Nian let out a mocking laugh again after a short silence.

"Because he's guilty of you."

"What?"

"Yu Jingtang, he feels sorry for you." Yu Nian said indifferently.

An Yan frowned, what kind of logic is this, what is this woman thinking.

"He even has a hint of humanity." She sneered again.

An Yan was silent for a moment and said, "I don't understand, what 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. ”

Ann was stunned.

"You mean, Yu ...... Miss Late? ”

This person whose name is rarely mentioned and has been concealed all the time, An Yi has had all kinds of speculations in his heart, and Yu Nian now makes him sure of something.

In his current identity, he did have a marriage contract with Yu Wan.

No wonder when Yu Nian saw him for the first time, Yu Wan would be mentioned in what he said.

The marriage contract was terminated because of Yu Wan's death, and Yu Jingtang wanted to find him a new fiancée.

After hesitating, An Yan asked, "Miss Yu Wan, how did you pass away?" ”

There was a dead silence in the storeroom, and after a while, An Yan heard her voice again.

"She was called a demon and was burned alive by Yu Jingtang!"

An was horrified and burned alive, which is inevitable......

But he soon noticed the word "demon" in Yu Nian's words, in Xuantang, isn't a demon just ......

Monk!

An Yan frowned and pondered there, and Yu Nian's face quickly returned to cold.

"Yu Jingtang is ashamed of you, I want to know what kind of mood he will feel when he knows that his nephew and his wife are fornicating."

This woman's target from the beginning was not the Jiang family, but her father Yu Jingtang.

In such an era of honor, doing so is tantamount to being more terrible than killing!

"Miss Yu, that's your father after all." An couldn't help but say.

Yu Nian sneered: "That's a nice thing to say, but you should be glad that he is not your father." ”

An Yan was about to say something, but Yu Nian interrupted him: "You know enough, now what about your choice?" ”

Besides, he is innocent, and there is no other use than to appear cowardly.

Yu Nian seemed determined to use him to deal with Yu Jingtang.

Ann didn't know how tragic her experience was, but it was her hatred, not her own hatred.

As she said, his father is not Yu Jingtang.

Yu Nian is going to ruin him now, but it's a pity that this beautiful face has always been liked by An Yan in his heart.

His eyes looked at Yu Nian, and his eyes gradually became calmer.

"I don't seem to have a choice."

"You're pretty smart."

Yu Nian snorted coldly, as if he was about to turn around and leave, but he turned to look at him after just two steps.

"Have you thought in your heart, go to Yu Jingtang to expose me before me?"

She said this only a question, but it was full of threats.

"I shouldn't be as well prepared as Miss Yu in this regard." An is disgusted.

"Besides, Madame is so beautiful, if I can really kiss Fangze, it will be worth dying."

Yu Nian frowned and glanced at him, and there was a little more disgust in his eyes.

When she walked out of the warehouse, An's eyes were cold.

Mad woman.

Let him go to his own death?

The last thing he is afraid of is the fish dying and the net breaking.

#

Wang Sheng is a talent who fell off the list in the spring of this year.

After a few years of hard reading, people like him abound throughout the Xuantang Dynasty, highly respected in his hometown, known as a prodigy when he was young, and called a genius when he grew up, but he was an ordinary mortal when he got out of that corner.

Frustrated, he planned to go back to his hometown to find a living, but he didn't want a maid from a rich family to find him.

"Miss Bizhu, when will I be able to meet Yun Niang?"

Wang Sheng handed over the handwritten letter to the maidservant of the rich and noble family in front of him, and they would meet two or three times a month.

But it was just an exchange of letters, and the girl would give him some money so that he could live in this city.

Minglan looked at the scholar in front of her, but she was very irritable in her heart, Bizhu was her pseudonym, and she was bumped into by the eldest lady and Young Master An today, which made her flustered, and she didn't know what the outcome would be in the future.

This is still related to Mrs., if something really happens, she is afraid that her life will not be guaranteed.

But the eldest lady said that she would not pursue it, and she could only pray in her heart that this was true.

She said to Wang Sheng with a displeased face: "Even if you see my young lady, what can you do, now you have nothing, you can't give anything to my young lady, don't study hard, wait until you get fame in the future, it's good to go to my house to propose, don't think about some unrealistic things." ”

This kind of plot is often found in the lyrics, and Minglan also comes easily when she says it.

Wang Sheng suddenly showed excitement when he heard this: "Please Minglan girl tell Yun Niang, let her rest assured, she will live up to Yun Niang's expectations in the future, and the next scientific examination will definitely get the body of Jinshi, and give Yun Niang and Bizhu girl an explanation." ”

Give me an explanation?

Minglan wanted to laugh a little, and 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 big in her opinion, there were many jinshi in the prime minister's mansion, and the lady had already told her that if one of the protégés and disciples of the prime minister fell in love with anyone, even if she opened her mouth, the lady would go and tell the prime minister about it.

Minglan 's vision immediately rose, even if she was a jinshi, she could choose at will, not to mention that she was just a poor and sour talent who was not even a jinshi.

This kind of person always thinks that he can turn over if he is admitted to the Jinshi, but even if he is the champion, it is difficult to enter the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

There is no Yun Niang in this world at all, and this Wang Sheng is just a tool used by his wife to relieve boredom, who makes the master snub his wife too weekdays.

As the personal maid of the Jiang family, Minglan knew very well that her master had never entered the door of his wife, and in his early years, the Jiang family often washed his face with tears at night, saying that he was not even as good as a dead man.

When marrying with his wife, Minglan also secretly thought about whether she had a chance to be lucky by Xiangye.

But right now, thinking about this, I'm afraid that only this poor Xiucai who is dreaming of the Spring and Autumn Festival of two women serving together.

Minglan was disdainful in her heart, but said on her face: "I hope that Wang Gongzi will not live up to my young lady's hard work." ”

Wang Sheng nodded solemnly, and when he was emotional, he wanted to step forward to pull Minglan's hand, but Minglan avoided him.

After saying goodbye to Wang Sheng, she put on her headscarf again, put on a veil and left the inn, turning a few alleys in the market before getting into a carriage on a deserted roadside.

Back to the prime minister's house, Minglan saw Jiang lying lazily on the couch, because it was at home, Jiang was dressed more casually, with a white gauze skirt on a red dark coat, the top was not tight, and the collarbone and a large area of white tenderness were exposed under the snow neck.

Minglan looked at his wife and thought, isn't it okay for the master to be old, otherwise how could such a beauty be left alone in the empty room and indifferent?

Jiang Shi held a book in one hand and read it quietly, and incense was burned in the room, and ice was also put in the room.

"Ma'am."

Jiang Shi glanced at it when he heard the sound, and saw that it was his own maidservant, his apricot eyes suddenly lit up, and a smile appeared on his charming face.

Minglan suddenly became nervous.

"Come here." Jiang put down the book and beckoned to her.

Minglan walked over and took out the envelope from her arms.

After Jiang took it, he didn't rush to dismantle it, but asked with a smile, "How is he doing?" ”

"I heard from the innkeeper that I'm also studying hard, but I've always wanted to see you." Minglan said, and took out a long narrow wooden box that she had brought out from her residence.

Jiang opened his eyes lightly and said strangely: "Why is it different?" ”

"Didn't you say that the last time it was a bit big, I asked someone to make a smaller one again."

In the huge quiet room, only the master and servant were whispering.

Jiang gently tugged at the gauze skirt on his body, tore open the envelope and took out the letters inside.

Minglan remembered what happened today, the cold face of the eldest lady lingered in her mind, and she said in a little panic: "Madam, use it, I'll go outside and guard." ”

"Hmmm......"