I am Feng Jun

Chapter 523 523. Why can he have a good death!

"Furthermore, even if you admit it and tell your mother, I am your son, so I will definitely be implicated. Don't do this, even if it's for me, you can't say it!"

"Yan'er, no, I will beg my wife-lord not to take my anger out on you. This matter has nothing to do with you, you just pretend you don't know."

"What about you! You are dead, what should I do!"

Shen Yan roared in a low voice, interrupting Huaying's words.

"I've already got my head around it, why are you so cruel!"

"Father! Don't you want to live with me that much!"

"It was you who told me to live a good life, what about you!"

Facing Shen Yan's accusation, Huaying once again fell silent.

He owed this son too much.

He was born in an accident, his status was humble, and he lived under the shadow of Rao Feng and Shen Li since he was a child.

Up to now, he has survived, but he has to face these again.

"Yan'er, Rao Feng won't let it go."

A very powerless sentence expressed his endless sadness.

He became like this because of Rao Feng.

That bit of hatred is also because of Rao Feng.

But in the end, the one who died was Jiang Ni, the lord he had served for many years.

Leave the two of them in this deep house.

Rao Feng thought he had won everything, but in the end, didn't he still lose completely?
Hearing this, Shen Yan stood up abruptly, a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

"I'll go find him! I'll shut him up and let him bury this secret forever!"

With that said, he was about to walk out.

Huaying hastily pulled him back, looking terrified.

"What are you doing! Yan'er, you can't kill him! You can't kill him!"

He knew very well what the consequences of impulsiveness would be, so how could Shen Yanbu follow in the same footsteps as him?

Shen Yan who was being held back looked back with fierce eyes.

"I didn't say to kill him, I just let him swallow his words forever!"

Rao Feng still has weaknesses, he still can't fight Hua Ying to the death!

"Yan'er."

"Father, as long as he doesn't say it, you won't say it either, go to northern Xinjiang with me?"

Shen Yan asked.

"you are"

Why bother!
Hua Ying let out a long sigh, looking helpless.

"father!"

Shen Yan's attitude was very tough, and he meant to take him to northern Xinjiang.

Huaying pulled him back and sighed.

"Don't make trouble with him, I'll go with you."

"Really?"

"Well, when did Dad lie to you?"

Shen Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good if you agree, father, we will get better and better in the future."

Shen Yan leaned against Hua Ying's arms and said softly.

"Ah."

Huaying responded lightly, her eyes, looking out of the window, gradually faded away.

If sins cannot be redeemed, will they become more... better?
At noon.

Shen Yan should have returned to Yingzhai after receiving the letter of appointment and letter of rites presented by Muren, the envoy from Northern Xinjiang.

But he was still worried, so he turned to the direction of Fengyuan.

Of course, the people guarding Fengyuan also know that the third young master is already Qingyi Junjun of the imperial court, and the future king of Northern Xinjiang.

They also knew a little bit about the grievances between the third son and the side king in the back house, so they let him in without much hindrance.

Of course Shen Yan also gave them some money.

Rao Feng looked at the people who came, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Why, come to beg me? Your father dare not come in person?"

"You think too much."

Shen Yan's expression was scornful, he had long since lost the hypocrisy and arrogance he had back then.

"I came here to warn you, if you want Shen Li to live, just swallow back all the words you want to say!"

Hearing this, Rao Feng's expression changed, and after a moment of nervousness, he was filled with endless anger.

"Shen Yan! When will it be your turn to threaten me! What are you!"

Shen Yan looked at Rao Feng who was leaning on the pillow bluffing and shouting, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

Holding the letter of appointment and gift letter that he had just received not long ago, he displayed it in front of Rao Feng.

"What is it? Northern Xinjiang lord, how difficult do you think it can be to kill a bad Shen Li? Huh?"

There was a sneer on the corner of Shen Yan's mouth, watching Rao Feng's expression gradually become gloomy, his heart was very happy.

Rao Feng reached out to snatch the letter of appointment from Shen Yan.

Shen Yan raised his hand slightly, and let him go away empty-handed, looked at his gradually distorted expression with cold eyes, and chuckled softly.

"You have bullied us for so many years, and now you are still thinking of trampling me and my father under your feet?"

Shen Yan's accumulated grievances over the years surged up, and scenes from the past flashed before his eyes.

"You go dreaming!"

Shen Yan pressed him on the bed and said in a cold voice.

"Didn't you threaten my father with my life and death before! Now I'm telling you, if you want Shen Li to live, forget about it!"

"If you say a word, I'll slash him across the face. I want to see how much you don't care about this useless son!"

"Shen! Yan!"

Rao Feng gritted his teeth and shouted, but he couldn't do any harm to Shen Yan.

Shen Yan calmed down his emotions, smoothed the hem of his clothes, walked to the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

Looking at the light tea soup inside, he glanced at Rao Feng with some disgust, as if mocking.

This could only be tea for servants in Luoyingzhai, but now it appeared in Rao Feng's room.

"Even if you don't care about Shen Li, who is already a good-for-nothing, if you tell your mother about it, she won't believe you, and she will just treat you like a fool."

"so."

Shen Yan spilled all the tea mixed with residue on the ground, and looked up at Rao Feng.

"Be quiet, listen to the second brother, let's recuperate well here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Yan put the teacup in his hand on the table and walked out.

Rao Feng, who was full of anger, was trembling on the bed, and An Shu, who entered the room after Shen Yan left, hurried forward to comfort him.

"Side Lord."

"Calm down!"

"roll!"

Rao Feng shook off An Shu's hand, and scolded regardless of the target.

"He also had a part in killing Jiang Ni, why, why can he have a good death, why!"

Rao Feng slammed his clenched fists on the bed and roared unwillingly.

Luoyingzhai.

Shen Yan went back refreshed after warning Rao Feng, but found that Hua Ying was not in the house.

"Where's Daddy?"

Shen Yan frowned and asked Qiu Bai.

"The servant said to go out for a walk, and brought Qiu Er with him."

Qiubai replied.

Shen Yan's heart skipped a beat.

"broken!"

"Hey, where are you going, master!"

Qiu Bai who was setting up the bowls and chopsticks hastily followed Shen Yan who was flustered from the back, and headed towards Jinse Hall.

On the road, servants kept congratulating Shen Yan who had gained power, but this inevitably blocked the way.

Shen Yan never expected that he could be as transparent as before and not be taken seriously by others.

Shen Yan, who had no time to deal with other people, panicked all the way, and even ran with his skirts up, causing many people to be puzzled.

The previous three young masters were obviously the most dignified and decent?
Why did you learn from the second son today?
But the Second Young Master didn't learn much about the wanton and sassy aesthetic feeling, instead he felt flustered and hurried.

(End of this chapter)