After the tender beauty was reborn, the husband of the god of war competed for favor

Chapter 104 After so many years, do you know your mistake?
Duke Yan came out of the house, and Mrs. Yan hurriedly stepped forward: "Brother, Yue Ning is so weak, how can she bear being locked up in the firewood room?"

Yan Beiheng also said beside him: "Uncle and sister have not been doing well in Li's house, and they were sick a few days ago, so they can't be locked in the woodshed."

The mother and son dared to say this because they knew that Yan Guogong didn't take Yan Yueqing's disfigurement seriously.In the past, even if Yan Yuening beat Yan Yueqing to death, Duke Yan would just look away coldly after seeing it.

Sure enough, Duke Yan said: "You will take her out in a while, and remember to keep her out of trouble in the future."

Madam Yan Er hurriedly said: "Don't worry, brother, I will definitely discipline Yue Ning well. Yue Ning is already sensible, and she will definitely not be able to do so in the future."

Duke Yan nodded. Although Yan Beiheng was distracted and dissatisfied with Yan Yuening's stupidity for several times, as long as Yan Beiheng didn't commit stupidity, he knew that it would be fine to assume the responsibilities of the Duke's Mansion.

That night, Yan Yuening was picked up by Mrs. Yan Er. Mrs. Yan was so distressed that she made a table of delicious food by herself.

But in Yan Yueqing's wedding room, no one came over.

Obviously her house should be the busiest place today, but no one in the house cares about her.

Yan Yueqing sat beside the dark bed, the cold wind blowing in from the window made the newly hung red curtains dance wildly.The maid opened the door and came in, the only candle in the room flickered, reflecting Yan Yueqing's face intertwined with hatred and resentment like a grimace.

The servant girl yelled and was so startled that she threw the copper basin and ran out in a panic.

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At the same time, in the courtyard in the northwest corner of the Duke's Mansion.

The door here is closed all year round, only one nanny comes in and out, and the rest of the mansion avoids it like a scorpion.

But tonight, Yan Guogong opened the door with a sullen face, and the old mother greeted him in surprise and saluted. "My lord."

Yan Guozheng ignored all the principles and strode forward. The old mother wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it, so she followed behind with a worried face.

Duke Yan pushed open the door, the candles lit in the Buddhist hall flickered, and the person kneeling on the futon chanting scriptures slowly opened his eyes.

The old mother still wanted to come in, but was blocked by Yan Guogong's door.

Duke Yan walked up to Mrs. Yan and asked with a sullen face, "Are you going out today?"

Mrs. Yan lowered her eyes and let out a "hmm".

Yan Guogong's face sank: "Then you didn't go to Yan Shubai?"

"No."

"Sheng Mingxue!" Duke Yan was furious, he grabbed Sheng Mingxue's collar and lifted him up from the futon. "Did you forget what I said? I asked you to give Yan Shubai medicine, why didn't you do it? Yan Shubai must die!"

Mrs. Yan's expression was calm: "Don't worry, I will tell him to let him give up his title and move out of the Duke's Mansion."

Duke Yan said angrily, "What I want is Yan Shubai's life!"

"He was poisoned by Qishuangxue, and he will die soon." Mrs. Yan's tone was already cold, "You don't have to be afraid of him."

"I'm afraid of him?" Duke Yan snorted coldly and pushed Sheng Mingxue away.

Sheng Mingxue straightened the ripped skirt of the gray robe, and knelt down in front of the futon again.The bright candlelight in the Buddhist hall illuminated her beautiful face that had not been eroded by the years. A flash of surprise flashed in Yan Guogong's eyes, and then his face became darker, and the color of his eyes became more complicated.

Duke Yan suddenly asked, "Will Yan Shubai listen to you?"

"Will do."

Duke Yan didn't believe it, but Mrs. Yan said, "Just like when I delivered Qishuangxue to Xu Tian two years ago, even though he suspected that there was something wrong with that cup of tea, he still drank it."

Yan Guogong frowned, and then he thought that no one could cure Qishuangxue's poison, and soon he was relieved.

He looked at Sheng Mingxue's expressionless face, and suddenly asked: "After so many years, do you realize your mistakes?"

Sheng Mingxue didn't answer, and Duke Yan became even angrier. "Sheng Mingxue, let me ask you, do you know your mistake?!"

Sheng Mingxue replied: "I don't know what's wrong."

Yan Guogong glared and gnashed his teeth, and threw all the sacrifices placed in front of the Buddha statue. "Sheng Mingxue, you're right? You're right. Could it be that I'm the one who's wrong?! You're the one who hooked up with other men, and it's you who never took me seriously. Stealing someone behind my back? The one who stole is my brother-in-law!"

Sheng Mingxue closed her eyes, her expression was neither sad nor happy, and she silently recited Buddhist scriptures.

Duke Yan was furious, looking at Sheng Mingxue's calm expression, it seemed like a fire was burning in his chest.

He suddenly pushed down the Buddha statue on the Buddhist hall. As soon as the Buddha statue fell, the curtain above it was involved in the candlestick, and it fell down with a clatter.The candle burned down to the curtain, and the fire grew slowly.

In the light of the fire, Sheng Mingxue's face was still indifferent, with a chilling expression of compassion and indifference on his stunning face.

Duke Yan was taken aback for a moment, but immediately realized that he pulled Sheng Mingxue and ran out.

When they went out, the fire in the house was already burning.Yan Guogong turned his head to see if Sheng Mingxue was injured, but he saw Sheng Mingxue clasped his hands, lowered his eyes, and silently recited Buddhist scriptures that he could not understand.

The old mother anxiously shouted outside: "It's flooded, come quickly, it's flooded!"

Yan Guogong clenched his hands tightly, and asked through gritted teeth: "Sheng Mingxue, don't you forget your broken Buddhist scriptures at this time?! It seems that you have fallen in love with this place after so many years, are you planning to spend your whole life here? "

Sheng Mingxue said lightly: "People are coming soon, you go back."

"Okay, okay." Ya Guogong only felt that he was humiliating himself in front of Sheng Mingxue, he flung his sleeves and left angrily.

The old mother stood beside Sheng Mingxue, and said worriedly: "Madam, is it because of the young master again..."

Sheng Mingxue gave a "hmm" and said, "Go and pass a message to Yan Shubai, that girl might not tell him."

The old mother said: "Yes."

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Song Jiuxi didn't know about the flood in the side yard of Yan's mansion until he came out after washing. It was the place where Yan Shubai's mother lived.

I heard from the maids that the fire was extinguished and no one was injured, but the Buddhist hall was burned.

Song Jiuxi rubbed her hair, thinking about what Mrs. Yan said to her during the day, how could she tell Yan Shubai that she hadn't thought it through yet.

In fact, she was not going to tell Yan Shubai that since Mrs. Yan didn't care about Yan Shubai, why should Yan Shubai listen to her.

Song Jixi compared Mrs. Yan's treatment of Yan Shubai to Song Wenzhi's treatment of herself. If Song Wenzhi said such nonsense to her, she would definitely ignore it.

As Song Jiuxi was thinking this way, he saw Yan Shubai coming in from the outside.

His face was cold and gloomy, and his brows were very gloomy, but when he looked at her, he smiled again in an instant.

"My lady." Yan Shubai approached and said with a smile, "I'll wipe my lady's hair."

Song Jiuxi thought that he didn't need to do anything, so he handed the cloth towel to Yan Shubai.Some time ago, she had been recuperating from an arm injury for so long, and she had never used force.

After picking up the silver gun again these two days, my left arm is still a little sore.

Yan Shubai held Song Jiuxi's long black satin-like hair and slowly brushed it.Neither of them spoke, Song Jiuxi lazily leaned against the bed frame, staring at the dancing candle with rare relaxation.

Yan Shubai suddenly said: "My lady, let's move out of Yan's residence."

Song Jiuxi looked back at him abruptly, Yan Shubai smiled and asked, "What kind of house does the lady like, pick one we like and let us live in it."

(End of this chapter)