Chapter 151

Yan Ruoyi put down the chess record in her hand, and her beautiful eyes showed a hint of curiosity; "What good news?"

"After tonight, Yan Qingyu will be ruined or died suddenly. Which one do you like?" Aunt Yan was wearing a red gauze. She could not wear the bright red clothes openly, but in private she loved clothes of this color. After all, bright red also represents identity, and it is her dream for the rest of her life, and the position of the family.

Aunt Yan, who was lying on the soft couch, showed a trace of dust on her body. Her clothes, white undulating mountains, and her body that was looming, all revealed that this body was longing for someone to love.

Her hands gently stroked her stomach, and the maternal glory in her eyes became heavier. "As long as she dies, the Prime Minister's Mansion will be in chaos. When it gets in chaos, you can get the love of His Royal Highness the Prince. In this chaos, I can hide your brother until you are safely born."

She is pregnant.

But she didn't tell anyone because she was not stupid, and there were many concubines in the prime minister's mansion, but why did she have only three young men?

How many young men left for no reason before they could take a look in this world? She would never foolishly reveal that she was pregnant, but would create huge waves to hide her son. So what if An appeared? A few months later, she could only watch the child be born. Even if she was angry or taking action, it would be too late.

Yan Ruoyi showed a faint feeling of anxiety in her heart, and her eyes were placed on Aunt Yan's belly, saying, "Have you attacked her? She is not easy to deal with, I'm afraid of you..."

"You look down on her too highly. So what if she is pampered now? It's still very easy to kill her." Aunt Yan looked disdainful, and her heart kept fantasizing about how much hatred the son's birth would attract in her belly. She couldn't help laughing.

As long as she can give birth to a son and then her daughter can become the prince's woman, then she will see that An will dare to attack her.

"Yan Qingyu has had many actions recently, but An didn't take action. She was just waiting! Mom, you are too anxious. Yan Hongmei's disappearance has an unreluctant connection with Yan Qingyu. An's daughter had an accident but was particularly calm. She was just waiting!" Yan Ruoyi's uneasiness grew more and more. She always felt that she was too careless when she took action rashly this time.

"An is waiting for a sword. Mom, I'm worried that you might be exploited."

Aunt Yan was stunned for a moment, took the peach indifferently and sneered: "You think An too well. She doesn't care about Yan Hongmei's life and death at all. That ambition woman only has status and power in her eyes."

"But..." Yan Ruoyi still felt something was wrong.

"Okay, stop talking, don't worry... No one can find me here. If you check, you will find Yan Ziwu!" Aunt Yan smiled mysteriously, with confidence in her eyes. This time the plan was perfect. Even if something happened, he would be confident that he could not touch his body.

Because the person who took the blame had already been found, it was Yan Ziwu.

However, there was a person in front of Yan Ziwu, who was still lying on the hospital bed. An Shi sat beside his bed with a gentle look, "Ziwu's injury looks almost healed."

"Mother!"

"Don't worry, your father doesn't plan to pursue your affairs anymore. As for the fact that you fell in Yan Qingyu's yard, your father said that it had nothing to do with her, and you just made unintentional accusations, not the fact..." Before An's words were finished, Yan Ziwu frowned as if he was insulted, "Mother, I can guarantee that she was the one who assassinated me..."

"Stop talking about Ziwu. Your Highness the Crown Prince will give her a testimony. She has a perfect reason to be absent." An clasped Yan Ziwu's wrist and patted her gently, his tone was like a mother who loved her son, with a sacred maternal brilliance and a loving smile on her body.

"But it's obviously her..." Yan Ziwu stretched his neck unwillingly, aggravating his voice.

An sighed slightly: "I know you are unwilling to give up. I believe you will not blame your sister randomly for this matter, but His Royal Highness has proved it to her, so this matter can only be overturned. Ziwu, you must understand that your mother believed in you very much from the beginning and never doubted you at all."

Yan Ziwu was silent, his eyes flashed slightly, as if he was moved by An's gentleness.

"I know my mother is very good to me, and I also know that the only one who believes me is Mother, you... But I clearly tell the truth, why..." Yan Ziwu's voice was a little uncomfortable. He was arrogant and arrogant in front of An's face.

"Don't think too much. This time, the certificate from His Royal Highness of the Crown Prince does not mean that His Royal Highness of the Crown Prince can meet her every time. Such accidents will not happen every time." An said a few words in an unknown sense, then lowered his head and kissed Yan Ziwu's forehead, coaxing him like coaxing a child: "It's late at night, it's time for you to sleep, and your mother will come to see you tomorrow night."

"Mother... will you really come tomorrow night?" Yan Ziwu's voice was very soft.

"As long as you don't tell others, I will come to see you every day!" An Smiling smiled, her gentle gaze reveals a weirdness that makes her scalp numb, but unfortunately Yan Ziwu can't see it at all.

Yan Ziwu fell into An's gentleness for a long time and couldn't extricate himself. He looked at her leaving back with her fists tightly clenched, her eyes with a hint of hollowness: "Why... I wasn't you born?"

An did not disturb anyone and left Yan Ziwu's room. The girl beside him immediately chased after him, bent down, handed over a cloak, and followed An to hide into the darkness.

"What's the matter?"

"Just a spy came to report just now, Miss Seven seemed to be poisoned." The girl said softly.

An's gentle eyes narrowed, and the corners of his lips raised: "Who did the hand?"

"Not very clear."

"Start first!" An Shi smiled slightly, then seemed to guess who the enemy was instantly. She couldn't help but feel strange but couldn't guess why.

Finally returned to his yard and remained silent.

Yan Ziran used to read at night with lights until midnight, and reached out to rub his painful eyes. He closed the book and habitually drank a cup of soup before going to bed before going to bed. After falling asleep for about half an hour, a man's endurance sound came from the dim and empty room. A slight sound came from the bed board. Swallow, who was originally asleep, sat up suddenly and felt sweat involuntarily, and his mind was blank. The heat that was different from ordinary people made him unable to help but walk to the window, feeling the cool breeze blowing from the night was relieved with the heat of his body. However, the time for relief was only a moment, and a stronger heat wave emerged from the depths of his body...

The body was uncontrollably dominated by Yan Ziran leaving his room, wanting to go outside to blow the cool breeze and reduce the heat on his body.

Wandering outside in the middle of the night, but unable to relieve the heat on his body, Yan Ziran suddenly realized that his body was strange, and she suddenly understood what she had given birth. Could it be that some restless girl was secretly drugged?

Sweat on his forehead dripped one by one, and a faint pink appeared on his warm and elegant face, adding a bit of intoxicating charm to his elegant face. His gaze in front of him was a little distorted, and coupled with the dimness of the night, he couldn't tell the difference between the east, west, south and north, so he could only stay away from the roads that people would pass as much as possible, and did not want to be seen in such a miserable appearance.

"Young Master? Are you okay?" A servant seemed to have found Yan Ziran, and immediately walked over and asked softly, which also made Yan Ziran feel relieved. Fortunately, it was not a woman who came.

"Help me... go back to the room... don't tell anyone..." Yan Ziran's voice became hoarse because of forbearance. What rose in his heart was not only hot, but also a sense of powerlessness that his body was out of control. It was as if there was a very attractive target in the Prime Minister's Mansion waiting for him, making his limbs uncontrollably begin to search... This feeling made him feel alert, and this order was left when his will collapse.

The servant lowered his eyes slightly and showed a faint evil spirit. He held Yan Ziran not only not back to the room, but instead helped him go in another direction...

At the same time, after the poison was relieved, Yan Qingyu began to show that her body was still strange. The previous hotness and pain made him think that it was just because of the poisoning. However, after the poison was relieved, the heat still did not stop. Instead, she evaporated sweat from her body with an unreliable heat.

The room was too stuffy, so she left her room and walked outside... Only by blowing the wind outside could she calm her mind.

Yan Qingyu was surprised to find that she had a reaction of aphrodisiac. She was obviously poisoned, so why did she leave such adverse reactions? Or did someone poison and drug them? But what was the purpose?

Yan Qingyu's brain was a little drowsy and unable to think. She felt the slightly cool temperature outside. She felt that she needed to calm down. Her body could no longer bear the harm caused by taking a cold bath. It seemed that she could only hold on... Tonight, it was destined to be difficult!

A slight noise came from the yard, just like a strange movement caused by a mouse or a night cat. Yan Qingyu listened to the sound, subconsciously turned around, and a black shadow jumped up in front of her, pounced on her directly... The soft soil would not hurt her, but the man on her body pressed her tightly like crazy, gasping and spraying on her face, sweat dripping on her whole...

"Big brother?"

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Yan Qingyu was surprised and found that it was Yan Ziran who threw herself down?

Yan Ziran's face was obviously not right. Her face was no longer as gentle and polite as usual, only the eagerness shrouded by lust. Her blood-stained eyes were even a little confused, as if she could not recognize who the person she was meeting.

Yan Qingyu struggled hard, but the man on her body was extremely strong. She even felt that her body, which had already begun to calm, became very hot, just because of Yan Ziran's touch.

She was shocked.

impossible!

Her thoughts about Yan Ziran would not have any emotions. She should not have become so strong just because of his touch. The flames that had been calmed instantly burned, so fast that it caught people off guard.

Yan Ziran's reason was forced to close because of the surprised voice. He seemed to have heard the whispering sound. Is it an illusion?

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Yan Qingyu felt her body become very hot. She was obviously rational, but her body did not listen to her control. What was going on?

"Whisper?" Yan Ziran's voice was like a lost child, with a strong nasal sound, and his eyes could not be focused on were fixedly looking at the person beneath him. He didn't know who it was, but only knew that the smell was very good. He really wanted to get closer and get closer...

"It's me, brother, can you let me go first?" Yan Qingyu was now completely sure that Yan Ziran had no reason at all. The reason why she did not attack her was because her body was instinctively controlling herself. She couldn't help but take a deep breath and said, "Damn him!"

Chishui in the dark stopped waiting. He heard the order flashing, and a knife slashed Yan Ziran's neck... Yan Ziran's body fell softly on Yan Qingyu's body, and was finally lifted up and threw it aside by Chishui... After Yan Ziran was thrown away, Yan Qingyu felt the heat of her body began to fade, as if it was a moment of incident, astonishingly fast. He stood up and slowly walked to the unconscious Yan Ziran's side. The flames that had originally cooled up once again soared into the air, making her legs half kneel on the ground.

Yan Qingyu's face became particularly ugly. No wonder her body had such a strange change. It turned out to be a "traction"?

Traction is a kind of poison. Only those who are infected with these two poisons will attract each other. Usually, the body is a very ordinary aphrodisiac for manifestations, but once the two poisoned at the same time, they will become uncontrollable, and even make people feel completely insane.

She was sure why Yan Ziran's approaching made her unable to have any idea of ​​escaping. Her body was uncontrollable, but her brain was particularly clear. This was not the effect of aphrodisiac.

It turned out that someone deliberately made a 'traction'?

He quickly stepped away from Yan Ziran's side, making his limbs sore and hot, cooled again as if they were sealed by ice. Yan Qingyu, who had a very ugly face, finally understood why she was poisoned and Chinese medicine.

"Why is it traction? Someone wants you and the eldest son?" Chi Shu didn't understand.

Yan Qingyu looked at Yan Ziran lying on the ground from a distance. The increasingly hot temperature on her body calmed down little by little as she retreated... Then slowly, she could control... She wiped the sweat on her forehead with a handkerchief and smiled contemptuously; "Tuging will make me and Yan Ziran tangle because of losing their minds. Once it is revealed, the scandal of brother and sister incest can ruin Yan Ziran and even destroy me... But if Yan Xun and the others pushed all the charges on me in order to save their son, saying that I had seduced Yan Ziran, then Yan Ziran could get out..."

"So the other party poisoned me. The poison was not fatal in a short period of time, but I can conclude that it would definitely die within a few hours. It would be possible to add blood to the bed or beaten up, and then cause the poison to become effective, and eventually die suddenly."

"After I die in the bed, Yan Ziran can be charged with rape and killing her own sister. If it doesn't work, it will make his crime impossible to impose it on me, a dead person..."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, the strategy of killing two birds with one stone, whose poisonous hand do you think it is?"

After Yan Qingyu retreated to a safe distance, she smiled faintly. She might have guessed who it was in an instant. Who else is the one who wants to kill Yan Ziran? But Yan Ziwu should not take action when he was injured and recuperated. So who is it?

"Can it be Yan Ziwu or Yan Zibing?" Chi Shu thought for a moment. The people who were jealous of the people who wanted to kill Yan Ziran should have no one except those two young masters, right?

"So who is dealing with me?" Yan Qingyu asked casually. The other party was a sword and two eagles, so who is the one who hates you?

"Yan Ziwu!" Chi Shu said without hesitation. Chess pieces were buried in the mansion now, so... the only person who hated Yan Ziran and Yan Qingyu was the only suspect, Yan Ziwu.

However, the suspect was seriously injured and lying on the bed and unable to get out of bed. It is not impossible to design these things. The problem is that Yan Ziwu has the ability to win thousands of miles away?

After knocking the unconscious Yan Ziran out, he threw him far away. As for why he came here, he didn't need to guess. However, Yan Qingyu had a suspect. No matter how he checked, he couldn't find out. The person who attracted Yan Ziran here was in the middle of the night, and no one would see his trace. The only place that could be found was the little girl who gave Yan Qingyu soup, but Yan Qingyu would not play the role of promising this girl alive, so he indulged Ziyu's actions.

In the early morning, Ziyu came back with a bloody head. Her manic mood began to calm down. When she saw her expressionless sitting there drinking tea without any weakness, she realized that she had been deceived by her master again, but she also breathed a sigh of relief.

"I gave it to me?" Yan Qingyu looked at the head of the ziyu plant and raised her eyebrows lightly.

Ziyu shook her head: It was very dirty!

"Set this head first, I'm waiting for someone!" Yan Qingyu sat sideways in front of the window and looked out the window quietly. Her news was out, but she didn't get a reply for a long time. Thinking that the time is almost over, it should... it's soon?

At dawn in the morning, a note was delivered to Yan Qingyu, and at the same time, the prime minister's mansion began to become lively... Yan Ziran woke up and immediately began to thoroughly investigate who had given him a medicine to the soup last night, and forced the entire prime minister's mansion to the sky.

At the same time, several rare guests came to Yan Qingyu's yard. The aunts who rarely appear and her sisters gathered together, and even the nanny around the old lady also came with them. This made Yan Qingyu raise her eyebrows, burn the notes in her hand, and then go out with a smile...

"Everyone is at the door of my yard in the morning, is there anything wrong?" The moment Yan Qingyu came out, the faces of several people changed, and then they heard the angry voices in the yard of the Grand Prince. People began to talk, and Aunt Yan and Yan Ruoyi, who were involved, looked at each other, and Aunt Yan smiled slightly; "Miss Seven got up a little late today, so I'm afraid there was no time to pay my respects to the old lady?"

"I accidentally ate my stomach and suffered a hardship yesterday, so I got up late... My yard is not on the same road as my grandmother. I just thought you wanted to come to my yard to sit, so I came here specially!" Yan Qingyu's words made Aunt Yan's gaze flash, and Aunt Yan smiled perfunctorily.

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