An Yi felt that Yu Jingtang was a little pitiful, his wife had an affair with others in private, and her daughter wanted to ruin her reputation, obviously she was the prime minister who leaned towards the government and the opposition, but she couldn't manage her own backyard.

He can tell Yu Jingtang all about this matter, and An is tired of coming to the Prime Minister's Mansion for only three days, saying that he has a personal relationship with the Prime Minister's wife? How stupid does Yu Jingtang have to be to believe this kind of statement.

But even if you can get out of this matter, after arousing the resentment of Yu Nian, the future life in the Prime Minister's Mansion may not be easy.

An Yi thought that if he could leave the Prime Minister's Mansion it would be the best, Yu Jingtang should continue to help himself in life, and he could take advantage of the fact that when Yu Jingtang took him to Wenren's Mansion tomorrow, he would find a suitable opportunity to propose to move out to live.

After all, it's normal to talk about marriage and want to stand on your own.

In the afternoon, An was tired of losing the interest in reading, thinking about the future in the courtyard, and it was inevitable that he would be wronged under the fence, he had to become strong, but in such a world, is it difficult to become an official?

He wanted to go to the immortal and asked, but the Xuantang Territory strictly forbade anything related to cultivation.

Towards the end of the evening, the maid Xiangyun came to call him to eat, this cook's skills are not bad, and the food she cooks can be called delicious.

The Xuantang Dynasty has been in the country for thousands of years, and many cultures have developed to a peak, and the food is not inferior to An Yan's previous life, and the exquisite meals at the Xiangfu family banquet are something An Yan has never tasted.

Then he thought that if he became a monk and cut off the grain, wouldn't he have less great pleasures.

Xun Xian asked, if it is to eliminate the seven emotions and six desires, it is indeed better to be a mortal.

After dinner, An Yan felt a strong sleepiness hit her, went back to the room groggily, and collapsed on the bed without taking a shower.

Late at night, I woke up in disgust when I felt someone around me, and it was warm at hand, and it was a person under the touch!

He got up and got out of bed in an instant, and found that he was still wearing his underwear, and the person on the bed also seemed to be a little frightened, and tightened the quilt on his body.

"Who are you?" An Yan frowned, he looked left and right, and made sure it was his room.

The dim room was dead silent, An Yi lit the lamp, and saw the person on the bed clearly through the bright light, his hair was scattered, there was no strand on his body, and his hands were clutched tightly to cover his upper body, and there were still large areas of snow white exposed.

"Young Master An......" the man said timidly.

An Yan was stunned for a moment, because the person on the bed was the maidservant who delivered the letter for the Jiang family that he and Yu Nian bumped into during the day!

Why is she here?!

Minglan curled up in the corner of the bed, her appearance was pretty, if not, then Wang Sheng would not covet her, at this moment, a pair of watery eyes flickered, she pursed her lips and said: "I also hope that Young Master An will not denounce the slave, slave and maid...... From you is. ”

An annoyance frowned, and in an instant his heart shook suddenly, he quickly walked to the door of the room and fastened the latch, and then went to the side of the bed and took out a short dagger from under his pillow.

Boom!

The cold blade reflected Minglan's frightened face.

An Yi looked at her coldly: "You want to harm my reputation and ruin my reputation, do you think I won't dare to kill you?!" ”

The young master An I saw at the family banquet in the Prime Minister's Mansion was still a modest and elegant image, and before I came, Minglan felt sorry for Young Master An in her heart.

She never expected An Yan to be so cold and ruthless, directly holding a knife to force her, she had never seen such a battle, and tears fell down in her heart under fear.

"No...... Young Master An...... I ......" She was so frightened that she couldn't help but kneel on the bed and beg for mercy.

The quilt covering his body slipped off, but he was tired but had no intention of appreciating this spring light.

"Who told you to come?!"

"Yes...... It's the eldest lady...... "Minglan is not a strict person, otherwise she wouldn't be threatened, and she was in a panic.

"The eldest lady came to ask the slave to come...... Master Shang'an's bed...... If you don't admit it, let me go to the master to denounce it, it was Young Master An, you bumped into Madame's secret, so as to threaten me, and make Madame commit to you. ”

Minglan said as she spoke, and tears flowed horizontally: "Young Master An, the slave maid doesn't want to, it's the eldest lady who has to force the slave and maid to do this......

An was annoyed, frowned, and said, "Shut up!" ”

The short dagger was swaying there, and Minglan was instantly honest and didn't dare to say anything more.

An Yan's mind was changing at this moment, he looked at the beautiful maid on the bed, and suddenly asked, "What's your name?" ”

“…… Minglan. ”

"Are you your aunt's personal maidservant?"

"The slave and maid accompanied the lady into the prime minister's mansion." Minglan said that her identity is a wedding maid, and her status is also transcendent compared with ordinary maids.

An Yan sneered: "You listen to Yu Nian's words like this, can you know what will happen to you after the matter is revealed?" ”

Minglan shook her head in fear, she only knew that Yu Nian was a Xuanjiawei, a demon who killed people without blinking, she would die if she didn't obey, no one in this Luoyang City was not afraid of Xuanjiawei, even those big officials were afraid of the day when Xuanjiawei came to the door.

"You are a matchmaker for the prime minister's wife and other men, let my uncle know about this, can he spare you?"

Minglan has lost her mind at the moment, her heart has not calmed down since she was bumped into by Yu Nian and An Yan during the day, she imagined the day when everything An Yan said was revealed, the fate of her wife and her own fate.

The dipping pig cages are all light, and the old man probably will not let her family go.

This made her feel endless fear, and she couldn't help but say, "Madam...... Madame, she didn't really have a private relationship with other men......"

Minglan exchanged letters between Jiang's pseudonym and a scholar, just to relieve her loneliness.

An Yan was also surprised when he heard this, he couldn't imagine that the Jiang family still liked this kind of tone.

After some thought, An Yan put away the dagger, sat down on the bed, looked at Minglan who was curled up there, and his tone eased a little.

"If you don't listen to Yu Nian's words, you will die, and if you listen to her words, you will die in the end, Yu Nian will harm you, me, and aunt, now if you listen to me, the three of us will still have a way to live."

Minglan looked at An Yan blankly, both of them were sitting on the bed, and when she got closer, she suddenly smelled a strange fragrance on An Yan's body.

After An Yan was drugged and fell asleep, she also smelled the aroma when she climbed into An Yan's bed, at first it was the incense on the bed, but now she found out that it was emanating from An Yan's body.

She was in a state of confusion, and suddenly became out of bounds, and began to wonder if An Yan was carrying any sachets.

An Yan looked at the woman in front of her and was stunned, and couldn't help frowning: "Are you listening?" ”

Minglan nodded in a trance, did Young Master An let himself listen to him...... Listen to him and you will live......

She said in a daze: "Young Master An, I listen to you." ”