Famous Boudoir Conspiracy: Daughter of Concubine Married for Second Time and Abandoned Her Husband

Chapter 34

At this time, at the door of Zhiyuan Pavilion, An Ziyang stared coldly at An Xianglan who was wiping away tears.

He had already changed out of the clothes An Xianglan sent him, and he was even burned clean by himself.

The flames in the brazier kept jumping in his eyes, engraved into the bottom of his eyes, burning away his last bit of helplessness.

"Zi Yang..."

"enough!"

An Xianglan's sobbing paused, she looked at An Ziyang who was no longer gentle, and seemed to see An Zijin's expression on his face!
Startled by the thought, she took a big step back.

But after all, An Ziyang is the eldest son!How could I lose his help?
"Ziyang... Third Sister is just worried about you..."

An Ziyang snorted coldly, "Worried? Third sister, let's go. In the future, my Zhiyuan Pavilion won't be able to receive Sanjie's big Buddha."

An Xianglan looked into his cold gaze, and saw that he had changed into a dark blue brocade robe, her heart tightened suddenly.

Could it be that An Zijin did something?
She frowned and wanted to step forward and grab An Ziyang's sleeve, "Ziyang, have you misunderstood the third sister, the third sister has always regarded you as her own brother... You must not be a relative Hurry up, the haters..."

"A loved one hurts an enemy fast?!"

An Ziyang repeated it coldly.

At this moment, he looked at An Xianglan's extremely hypocritical face, and wished he could step forward and tear it apart!

I have done such a thing that my relatives hurt my enemies for so long, isn't it my good concubine who is the one who caused it? !
"go away."

An Ziyang pointed at the door without mercy.

An Xianglan was frightened by the determination in his eyes, and took several steps back. An Ziyang took the opportunity to order: "Lock the door."

An Xianglan was immediately locked outside the Zhiyuan Pavilion...

She stood there in a daze for a long time, until the soles of her feet were numb before turning around resentfully.

It's Jiang Jinyan!

What did that bitch do again!It must be her!
An Xianglan grabbed a jasmine flower by the roadside, and the petals were deformed before she threw it into the lake.

Her face was even more hideous and terrifying reflected by the moonlight.

An Zijin!
I want you to die badly!
On the second day, the Yang family had sent someone to greet her outside the door. She had already received a letter from the Yang family in Yizhou. Today, the eldest son of the Yang family, Yang Wensheng, will be in Luoyang.

Because the influence of the Yang family still made An Tongfu scruples, this matter was completely handed over to Yang's care. Taking this opportunity, Yang's power overtly and covertly avoided the kitchen.

An Zijin quietly handed over a pair of cards that symbolized power.

Regarding this, An Zipei felt uncomfortable again for a while, and An Zijin, who was still suffering, had a bit of a cold attack recently, which diverted An Zipei's attention.

"Miss, what the eldest lady said just now is correct, that pair of cards...how could you hand it over casually? I feel uncomfortable seeing Mrs. Yang's complacent look."

Poria grabbed a small flower and pouted sullenly.

An Zijin put down the book of medical skills in his hand, smiled and shook his head, "Why did Mrs. Yang ask me for this pair of cards in charge of the kitchen?"

Fu Ling hurriedly replied: "Of course she is talking about the hype, isn't it that the Yang family has an eldest son? Can the young lady treat him harshly? Can the young lady lose the An family's face?"

An Zijin said leisurely: "It's precisely because the person who came is the young master of the Yang family, I really hope that the Yang family will make such a move. After all, my father is afraid of the Yang family. If I take too much control, I will easily be embarrassed by the Yang family."

Fu Ling was still unconvinced, "Miss... what if Mrs. Yang doesn't pay back after that?"

Unmoved, An Zijin continued to pick up the medical books, "Then find a way to prevent her from messing with the kitchen."

Fu Ling's eyes lit up, "It turns out that Miss already has a countermeasure!"

At this time, in an elegant and remote tea house, a woman wearing a gold-threaded white butterfly and a flowered cloud satin skirt was sitting in a private room with an indignant face.

The man sitting opposite her was dressed in a bright red brocade gown with tufted patterns, although he was thin, he looked like a dandy, and his eyes swept across the woman's chest from time to time.

"Why is my cousin free to come to see me today?"

An Xianglan didn't like him either, but she still smiled lightly, "Cousin Wen Sheng, Xianglan naturally wants to ask for something."

Yang Wensheng raised his brows, and the smile on his lips became stronger, with a hint of frivolity, "Oh? Cousin Xianglan, can I ask my cousin for something? Tell me quickly... Where do you want the rouge?" , or something fun?"

An Xianglan looked serious, lowered her voice and said, "I want you to kill someone for me!"

For me, An Zijin has always been a person who is best not to exist. She will overwhelm her at home, and in front of Bai Junyou, she will also be affected by An Zijin!
An Zijin...it's better to get rid of it early!

The wine in Yang Wensheng's mouth suddenly choked in his throat.

After coughing for a long time, Yang Wensheng raised his head, not daring to answer: "What did you say?!"

I only think that my cousin is a delicate Miss Taishifu, who would have thought that she would kill someone when she opened her mouth!
An Xianglan looked at his hopeless face, her heart was full of contempt, but she didn't show any expression on her face, and continued to lure him: "It doesn't matter who I want you to kill, it's just that this person offended me." Many times, as long as you do it cleanly... you will never catch fire."

Yang Wensheng became interested now, and laughed out loud again, "Who on earth does my cousin hate... She actually wants to do such a heavy hand! But... why should I work for my cousin for nothing? "

He paused, then stood up, his fingers gradually approaching An Xianglan's charming face, "Cousin, don't you think there is such a good thing in the world? Hmm? How about..."

When he could clearly smell An Xianglan's body fragrance, An Xianglan held back the nausea in her heart and pushed his hand away, "Don't you know, cousin? I have a deep friendship with the Third Highness, express Isn't the purpose of brother coming to Luoyang to befriend the Xue family? The Xue family is the third prince's natal family..."

As soon as these words were finished, Yang Wensheng's fingers stopped in place, but his heart felt like scratching his heart with claws.

The beauty who is close at hand can't kiss Fangze, which is naturally against my own code of conduct, but I really came to Luoyang to make good friends with Xue's family...

"It turns out that my cousin is quick to act... my cousin has never even seen the figure of His Highness the Third Highness."

He snorted and sat back in his seat.

Seeing that she had guessed what Yang Wensheng was thinking, An Xianglan became excited, "You help me kill that man, and I will help you realize your wish!"

Yang Wensheng picked up his wine glass and said with a smile on his face: "A beautiful woman has an appointment, so don't dare not refuse."

An Xianglan naturally concealed the fact that the person she wanted to kill was the second daughter of the Grand Master's Mansion. As long as she lured An Zijin out and let this stupid Yang Wensheng kill An Zijin, Yang Wensheng would not dare to confess herself!

Sitting on the carriage back home, she smiled even more comfortably, as if she could already see An Zijin's funeral!
Without this slut An Zijin, my future path will be smoother...

"Who! Damn dare to bump into me?!"

Yang Wensheng, who was dressed in a bright red brocade robe with dark patterns, looked very eye-catching. He grabbed a man in Tsing Yi who was not tall, apparently to blame him for bumping himself.

The man in Tsing Yi looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, but the fierceness in his eyes was already very fierce, especially when Yang Wensheng bumped into the wooden box in his arms!

This is exactly An Ziyang who came out of the house to pay homage to his teacher with the long sword that An Zijin gave him!
He glanced at the unrestrained Yang Wensheng, "What if you smashed my sword?"

The Yang family is also one of the best in Yizhou, Yang Wensheng couldn't bear the cold eyes of others, he pulled out the gorgeous saber from his waist all at once.

"You bastard! This young master insists on showing you my skills today!"

But at this time, An Ziyang committed a left-handed behavior, holding the wooden box and refusing to let go, and the attendants at the side were stopped by Yang Wensheng's men.

"Master!"

"Master!"

The followers were struggling desperately, but they could only watch helplessly as the man in red swung his sword at An Ziyang!

An Ziyang's figure was also extremely fast, he even kicked Yang Wensheng while dodging left and right.

"My young master wants you to look good!"

Yang Wensheng forced An Ziyang to a place where it was difficult to use, and he was about to chop down with a single sword!

This is the movement of supporting Yang Wensheng with both hands, An Ziyang turned sideways, but he didn't expect the wooden box to flip over!

The gray-clothed man holding Yang Wensheng's line of sight was stimulated by a sword light, and he immediately caught the sword!

Afterwards, he swung the sword into a sword flower at an extremely fast speed and chopped off Yang Wensheng's saber, and finally put it on Yang Wensheng's neck!

These actions made An Ziyang stare blankly!
This is the real sword master!

Yang Wensheng was stunned when he saw that the sword he had bought with a lot of money was chopped off with a single knife, and then the cold touch on his neck made him almost pee his pants in public!

"Let go of Master Ben!"

The gray-clothed man then freed up a hand to straighten his robes. Although he was as calm as an outsider, the eyes that glanced at Yang Wensheng seemed to be full of hatred!
"Thank you sir for saving me!" An Ziyang bowed his hands.

"It's okay, it's just that the road is uneven..."

Then the man in gray chopped Yang Wensheng to the ground with his palm, "This young master's sword is probably only stronger than a piece of paper."

After speaking, he returned An Ziyang's sword, turned around and was about to leave.

An Ziyang looked at the half-worn clothes of the gray-clothed man, and hurriedly shouted, "Sir, stop!"

The man in gray frowned and turned around.

An Ziyang stepped forward and bowed respectfully, "Sir's swordsmanship is excellent, I don't know where he will end up... I can ask for some advice from now on."

"My lord, Yang Congzheng, arrived in Luoyang for the first time, temporarily staying in the cave of Sanli Bridge outside the city..."

Three days later, An Zijin heard that An Ziyang had gone to Sanli Bridge in the outskirts of the city. When she heard about the man who taught An Ziyang sword skills, she frowned...

Yang Congzheng?
This person is not simple...

Thanks to this person's tricks in the previous life, the Yang family made a good show!
(End of this chapter)