Chapter - 70

Hearing the scream, the standing figure took out a match from his bosom and lit the candle on the table. The dim, flickering candlelight illuminated a bearded, murderous face.

Fang Zhichen sucked in a breath of cold air. When he looked at the person sitting down, his pupils shrank rapidly, and he wished he could faint immediately. This person was not an ugly person. On the contrary, he had a handsome face blessed by the heavens, and a pair of powerful, narrow phoenix eyes squinted slightly as he looked over.

Fang Zhichen was so scared that he could not scream. He bent his knees and knelt down heavily, kowtowing several times before he found his voice. "Master Hou, please spare my life. This commoner did not come to the capital to cause trouble. I was bewitched by others. Please spare my life, Master Hou!" His father's head was personally taken by Marquis Yongle, so how could he not be afraid?

"Who instigated you?" Yu Pinyan slowly asked.

"It was the residence's Second Miss, Yu Xiang. She sent someone to deliver five hundred taels of silver to me and my son. She said that she could not stand Yu Siyu's insolence in front of her and that she would make her regret it for the rest of her life. She also said that if I could marry Yu Siyu, she would give me another thousand taels of silver to take Yu Siyu far away from the capital. In the future, if Yu Siyu was disobedient, she could be tortured to death. The Marquis Household would not take back the dowry she left behind, and it would all benefit me and my son. "

Fang Zhichen collapsed to the ground. He had confessed everything without any interrogation. Seeing Yu Pinyan's gaze becoming colder and colder, he hurriedly added, "This commoner's family has already met with a great disaster. If it were not for the fact that we could not survive, we would not have agreed to do such a wicked thing. Moreover, Miss Yu Xiang also promised me and my son that she would not implicate us. She said that Master Hou was obedient to her and that she only needed to help in the residence and this matter would be settled. Master Hou, this was all Miss Yu Xiang's idea. This commoner was also bewitched by her. Master Hou, please spare this commoner and his mother! If it wasn't for her, this commoner wouldn't have dared to offend you even if I had a hundred guts! "Before he could finish speaking, he was already in an extremely sorry state.

Yu Pinyan was silent for a moment, and then he actually laughed in a low voice. His laughter was deep, but it was filled with the frost that could only be condensed in the depths of winter. Before he came, he thought that the mother and son of the Fang family had been driven by a political enemy, but he did not expect that there was a traitor in the Marquis Household.

"Master Hou, he's slandering Miss like this, isn't he?" The curly-bearded man pulled out the saber at his waist.

When Fang Zhichen heard the sound of the blade being unsheathed, he was so scared that he wet his pants on the spot. The stench of urine mixed with the smell of alcohol filled the room.

"As long as the mother and son inexplicably disappear in the capital, tomorrow morning the emperor's desk will be filled with memorials to impeach me. He can't die, at least he can't die in the capital. " Yu Pinyan shook his head as he took out a pair of thin gloves and slowly put them on. He walked over to Fang Zhichen and said, "I'll give you a chance to live, but let's see if you know what's good for you."

"What, what chance?" Fang Zhichen hurriedly asked.

"There's no rush. You keep mentioning Yu Xiang, and you still dare to pour dirty water on her. This marquis will teach you what it means to live a life worse than death." Yu Pinyan laughed softly and stretched out his fingers. In an instant, he dislocated Fang Zhichen's lower jaw so that he couldn't scream. Then, he dislocated all the bones in his body one by one …

After an hour, Fang Zhichen was as limp as mud. All the joints in his body had been dislocated. His chest rose and fell weakly, and he was almost out of breath.

Yu Pinyan walked around him, then took off his gloves and casually threw them on the ground. He said faintly, "Send someone to Yangzhou to investigate. Find the person who was in contact with the mother and son of the Fangs."

The bearded man took the order in a low voice. After sending Master Hou out of the room, he picked up the gloves and burned them. Then he put Fang Zhichen's bones and joints back together. Naturally, it was another torment.

When he walked out of the room, he saw two imperial bodyguards walk out from the shadows and silently follow him. Yu Pinyan smoothed out the creases in his clothes and sneered, "Yu Miaoqi, how dare you!"

He didn't need to verify to know who the mastermind behind this was. Other than the two-faced and insidious Yu Miaoqi, there was no one else. Although Yu Pinyan knew that she was restless, he didn't send the Dragonscale Guard to monitor her day and night. The Emperor hated it the most. He didn't even use the Dragonscale Guard to search for his relatives. Now, he wouldn't use it for a trivial internal strife. The people he brought today were all old subordinates trained during the war. Although they weren't as good as the Dragonscale Guard, they weren't far behind. They should be able to find out the truth in three to five days.

Yu Pinyan stood outside the courtyard for a moment to disperse the unpleasant smell on his body. Then, he slowly left. When he returned to the Marquis Household, it was almost three o 'clock in the morning. The lanterns were all extinguished, and the sky was so dark that one couldn't even see one's fingers. Yu Pinyan walked under the light. After a few turns, he arrived at the west wing and gently pushed the door open.

The breeze carried the fragrance of flowers, which was different from the grass outside. It was rich but not smoky. After inhaling it, it was as if the tip of one's tongue was stained with a trace of sweetness.

Yu Pinyan's cold and stern face unconsciously softened. He quietly walked to the side of the carved bed with the strongest fragrance and brushed aside the layers of curtains.

His martial arts were excellent. Even in the dark, he could clearly see things. He saw a red brocade quilt bulging. A sweet and charming face rested on the pillow. Her red lips were slightly open, inhaling and exhaling a lotus-like fragrance.

Yu Pinyan stared at the young girl's pink lips. His face came closer and closer until the tips of their noses touched and their breaths intertwined. At this moment, there was a rustling sound outside. A candle was lit shakily and was being carried closer and closer.

Yu Pinyan didn't move, but he also didn't pull away. He supported the young girl's cheeks with his hands and stared deeply at her.

"Master Hou?" Liu Lu held an oil lamp and cried out in surprise. She immediately rubbed her eyes. What is Master Hou doing? Is he kissing the Miss? She wanted to get closer and take a closer look, but she saw Master Hou tilt his head slightly and make a shushing gesture.

Liu Lu didn't dare to move. She stood stiffly in place.

At this moment, Yu Xiang half raised her eyes and muttered, "Brother? You're back? " She was still half-awake, but her snow-white arms with a strong floral fragrance naturally wrapped around her brother's neck. She slightly raised her head and rubbed her brother's cheek. After a short while, she let go and wriggled in the quilt, leaving a space on the bed.

The young girl's voice was originally delicate, but now it was a little hoarse from sleep. It also carried a kind of sweetness that couldn't be dissolved. Yu Pinyan's ears were numb. His heart felt like it was soaked in honey, up and down, unsettled. He slowly curved his lips. Under Liu Lu's incredulous gaze, he took off his outer shirt and boots and lay down beside the young girl.

Before the age of twelve, the brother and sister often rested on the same bed, so their movements were very familiar. As soon as one raised her neck, the other put his arms under it and gently held her in his arms and patted her.

The young girl was originally petite. At this moment, she curled up like a cat and drilled into her brother's arms. She looked even more small and soft, very lovable. Yu Pinyan glanced at her and couldn't help but chuckle. His five fingers gently stroked her hair, and then he sighed with satisfaction.

Yu Xiang felt very comfortable being stroked. Her eyelids gradually sank, but she suddenly opened them and asked, "Brother, did you go to deal with Yu Siyu's matter?"

"Yes, it's done." Yu Pinyan nodded absent-mindedly.

Yu Xiang made an "oh" sound. Her eyelids drooped twice, and she gradually fell into a dark and sweet dreamland. Her small hands tightly grasped her brother's collar.

Liu Lu took the oil lamp and went out for a while. When she came back, her master had already fallen asleep. Master Hou was still lying beside her and hugging her. One hand was under his neck, and the other was twirling her master's hair and playing with it. Half of his handsome face was exposed by the candlelight, and the other half was hidden in the darkness. His expression couldn't be seen clearly, but his pair of long and narrow eyes were shockingly bright.

Liu Lu secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. After thinking for a while, she finally dared to speak in a low voice, "Master Hou, I've already informed the front courtyard. They've already prepared hot water and toiletries for you to go back. You still have to go to court tomorrow, so please rest early. This servant will take care of Miss here. "

Yu Pinyan didn't reply. Using his five fingers, he combed his sister's hair and carefully tucked her in. Only then did he slowly pull out his arm. Just as he was about to get up, he was pulled back. Only then did he realize that his sister was still holding onto his collar. Even in her dreams, she didn't loosen her grip in the slightest. Her attachment to him was beyond words.

Yu Pinyan placed his hands on his sister's side and happily chuckled. He left a butterfly wing kiss on her forehead and the tip of her nose. Only then did he pull out a dagger from his waist and cut off his collar. He got off the bed and left. As he passed by Liu Lu, he paused slightly and looked at her.

The tall figure disappeared into the night. Only then did Liu Lu let go of her breath. She walked with light footsteps to the bedside to take a look. She found that her master was holding onto a piece of cloth and sleeping very soundly. She even smacked her lips and muttered 'Gege'. She was simply heartless to the extreme.

Liu Lu wiped her face and sat blankly on the steps for a long time. Only then did she leave, rubbing her aching temples.

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Romantic affairs always spread very quickly. While Yu Siyu was still ordering people to wantonly capture Xue Yi, the matters between her and Fang Zhichen had already become the topic of discussion for the people of the capital. There were also people who said that Marquis Yongle's family education was indeed poor. One was Yu Xiang, arrogant and despotic, the other was Yu Siyu, extremely lewd. Only the second miss, who had just returned, was untainted. Not only was she gentle and obedient, she was also noble and pure. She was indeed worthy of being the disciple of Liao Kong Nun.

Although Liao Kong Nun had already given up the title of Imperial Princess, she was still a member of the Imperial Family. With her standing behind him, naturally no one dared to criticize Yu Miaoqi.

After a full three days, Yu Siyu finally captured Xue Yi and hurriedly brought her to the Matriarch without even asking. She said that she wanted to clear her name. She even invited the mother and daughter of the Lin Clan, Yu Pinyan, and Yu Xiang. It was as if she was going to hold a public trial.

The Matriarch sat upright on the couch. On the other side, Yu Xiang was leaning in her brother's arms, happily gnawing on a piece of tender cucumber. The members of the Lin Clan and Yu Miaoqi sat below the Matriarch. One had a slightly tense expression, while the other looked angry but was actually full of anticipation.

"Tell me, who ordered you to harm me?" Yu Siyu angrily pointed at Xue Yi, who was kneeling in front of the court.