10 - Incident

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No one in the room spoke, only An Guogong's rapid and heavy breathing due to fright and anger, after a long while, he finally raised his head, his red eyes filled with disbelief, and fell directly on Yan Jingyu's body .

"Father, I don't have..." Yan Jingyu's face had already faded, she shook her head in fear, her voice trembling.

"My sister is fine, but Dad hasn't said anything yet. Are you kidding yourself?" Yan Jingshu's voice sounded without any ups and downs, and as soon as she finished speaking, she immediately felt a cold gaze fall on her. body.

Yan Jingshu didn't back down, she turned her head to meet this line of sight, her clear eyes were also full of indifference, and she looked straight back at Mrs. Xie.

Xie, who had never seen Yan Jingshu such a tough and cold attitude, was stunned for a moment, then took a deep look at Yan Jingshu, and looked away.

Ever since Mr. An said that Zhao Xian from the Marquis of Yongchang's mansion was not coming to the mansion yesterday, Mrs. Xie had a faint feeling of something bad, but she didn't expect it to happen so quickly. Before she could think of a countermeasure, Yan Jingshu had already started attack.

After reading the confession of Li Wang and Qiulan, Duke An was already in a rage, but he still couldn't believe it, but Yan Jingyu's reaction and Yan Jingshu's words made his only A trace of luck disappeared in an instant.

The person who killed the second son turned out to be his own daughter. Such a fact made An Guogong feel as if he was hit on the top of the head with a heavy stick. His eyes suddenly went dark, as if the sky was spinning, and his feet staggered. Fortunately, he was supported in time by Yan Zhong beside him, so he didn't fall to the ground.

"Master-" "Father-" An Guogong nearly fainted, startled everyone in the room, and rushed to help him.

Holding his chest for a long while, An Guogong raised his finger tremblingly and pointed at Yan Jingyu, scolding with hatred in his eyes: "You, how could you do such a thing to your own brother-"

"Father, I don't have a daughter, I really don't have a daughter, do you believe that my daughter-" Yan Jingyu knelt down with a plop, shaking her head vigorously, with tears pouring down her face, she looked extremely innocent and pitiful.

Even though An Guogong was in a rage, when he saw his daughter crying and pleading, his heart softened for a moment unconsciously. And at this moment, Nanny An walked in.

She didn't seem to notice the chaos in the room, and after saluting, she didn't wait for Mrs. Yan to ask, and said directly: "Go back to Mrs. Yan, the slave has already asked, and the one who spread those rumors is Biyun next to Miss San, and she According to Miss San's order, send a message to Li Wang and Qiulan. And Biyun also explained that the reason why Miss San did this was because the son of Duke Zhen was interested in the second young master, and Miss San was interested in the son of Duke Zhen... "

Taking Yan Jingyu's face into consideration, Nanny An didn't finish her sentence, but everyone in the room could hear her meaning clearly, including Duke An.

His own daughter actually went to harm her elder brother for a man. This kind of cognition was like adding fuel to the fire, which made An Guogong instantly furious to the point of losing his mind. When he raised his hand, the offering paper was thrown heavily on Yan Jingyu's face. Shouting like thunder, "What else do you have to say-"

"Father, daughter, daughter..." Yan Jingyu, who has been loved by her parents since she was a child, has never been looked at by An Guogong with such fierce eyes, and has never been scolded. In addition, everything she has done has been exposed, and the secrets in her heart have been made public. , A huge wave of panic and shame hit him, the defense line in his heart completely collapsed, he couldn't bear it any longer and his body became limp, the whites of his eyes rolled over, and he passed out.

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