But then I thought about it.

No matter how powerful this daughter is, she can't do so many things. Even if she is not disabled, how can she kill Wu'er?

So who is the murderer?

What a coincidence?

Yan Qingyu felt Yan Xun's gaze, looked up, and smiled slightly.

Yan Xun withdrew his gaze and looked around everyone present, saying, "It's been a turbulent recent period. Everyone is more at ease. The backyard matters are left to the fullest. The eldest son lives in Tai Academy to take the imperial examination. No one is allowed to disturb him privately. Do you understand?"

This sentence is directed at Yan Qingyu. Everyone knows that the eldest son loves the most is Yan Qingyu.

Yan Qingyu lowered her head.

Yan Xun looked at her reaction and continued with satisfaction, "The Prime Minister's Mansion is a prosperous and prosperous one. When each of you talks and does things, think more about the Prime Minister's Mansion. If you lose your face, you will never be careless."

Everyone lowered their heads in fear.

Yan Xun was satisfied with his threat, but when he saw Yan Zibing casually snatching his ears, he became angry and glared at him fiercely, and finally he did not scold him as ruthlessly as usual.

One son has died.

No matter how unappreciated this playboy son is, he must teach him well, and he cannot be so ignorant.

"From tomorrow, Yan Zibing, you are not allowed to leave the mansion again. I will ask the bachelor's to teach you the knowledge. When will you be satisfied with me? When will you leave the mansion?"

"I don't want it!" Yan Zibing jumped up with wide eyes and wide open.

Come, "I made an appointment with Hong'er and take her to the lake tomorrow."

"Being arrogant, the original person decides his own will. If you don't listen to the rules, the original person will break your legs, making you unable to leave the Prime Minister's Mansion for the rest of your life!" Yan Xun didn't want to care about this son, but he had to care. No matter how ignorant he was, he would have to make corrections.

A Yan Ziwu died, and he set his sights on Yan Zibing.

Yan Zibing was not convinced and wanted to say something else. However, an aunt dressed in a very simple manner grabbed his hand, shook her head at him, and then gave a slightly blessed body: "I thank you for your cultivation. With your personal teachings, I believe Bing'er will definitely be used to win glory for the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"Yeah!" Yan Xun looked at the woman dressed in a very simple manner, her eyes stayed on her face, her eyes were a little complicated, and she didn't say much in the end.

Yan Zibing had a dark face and pursed her lips. It seemed that she was not a person who was willing to be restrained.

After Yan Xunyi ordered, he sent someone to serve the food. The old lady did not come because of her physical weakness, but the son and wife of the Prime Minister's Mansion were still full of a table.

"He'er, eat more, you've lost a lot of weight recently." Yan Xun picked up vegetables to please Aunt He. Aunt He's pale face curled up an ugly smile, and his eyes were filled with water, as if he was looking forward to something, but also despairing something.

"Yes, Sister He, you eat more and get better after you have good health and get pregnant with another child." Aunt Yan narrowed her eyes and curled her lips happily. After An was locked up, she lived a comfortable life. Don't worry that An would attack her child. It was so enjoyable.

Unfortunately, the power of the backyard fell into Duanmuhe's hands.

Aunt Yan deliberately mentioned Aunt He's sadness, which attracted Yan Xun's fierce look, but because she was pregnant, she did not blame her.

In just one sentence, Aunt He's face became extremely dark, and the last glimmer of hope was shattered by Aunt Yan without any mercy.

If she could give birth to...

How can it be born?

Many years ago, when she gave birth to Wu'er, she lost her health because An's fault and never became pregnant again... It was all An's fault, it was all her fault, it was all her fault.

Aunt He's hand holding her fists kept trembling, and finally remained silent.

Yan Qingyu ate some dishes with chopsticks, looked at Aunt He's painful and numb expression in a complicated way, and finally she could only sigh.

Because Yan Qingyu felt a pain in her wrist, and the chopsticks in her hand fell on the table, and she subconsciously covered her wrist.

"What's wrong?" Yan Zibing and Yan Ziwu around her both noticed her strange appearance and looked over.

"It's okay, my hand cramped just now." Yan Qingyu shook her head, rubbed her wrist gently, and then picked up the chopsticks again.

There was a very thin silver needle between the fingers of the other one under the table, and his eyes instantly became serious and cold.

She looked up and met Yan Ziran's faint gaze with shimmering luster. At that moment, she felt that Yan Ziran probably felt something because he completely put down his chopsticks.

"Father, my son is a little confused about the imperial examination. Can you give me some advice later?" Yan Ziran's request Yan Xun never refused because he was the son he was most satisfied with. Although his personality was too gentle, I believe that he would learn to grow in the future when he went to the court.

"I'm full of my father, let's go!" Yan Xun put down his chopsticks. His son's affairs are the most important.

After Yan Xun put down the chopsticks, everyone had to stop moving and stood up one after another... However, at this moment, Aunt Yan, who stood up, suddenly felt a palpitations. She reached out to cover her chest, suddenly bent down her waist with pale face, and slowly covered her stomach with her hands...

"Ah... it hurts so much... Master... My stomach hurts so much..."

Aunt Yan suddenly knelt on her face pale, pressing her hands on her painful belly, panic everyone present. Yan Xun cared very much about the child and picked him up, "Call the doctor, hurry up!"

The doctor was quickly dragged over by the housekeeper. Yan Ruoyi knelt in front of the bed to wipe her tears. Yan Xun looked anxious, and the doctor immediately took the pulse for Aunt Yan.

"Prime Minister, this lady was poisoned, but the amount of poison cannot make an adult fatal, but the fetus is different, so this fetus is very likely..."

"What is most likely?" Yan Xun roared violently.

"It is very likely...to be protected...to be protected..."

"No matter what method is used, I will keep my true self, otherwise I will kill you!" Yan Xun was particularly anxious. He was born for the first time and was eager to have a child. One after another, one died, one injured or missing. The one who was left was a playboy and the other was a disabled person. The only satisfied eldest son was too kind and ruthless, and the third daughter was a concubine.

Finally had a child...

"Yes..." The doctor nodded and bent, his face looked ugly, but he had to protect his fetus.

This fetus cannot be preserved at all. The mother's poison is not large, but it is particularly fatal. It will not poison an adult, but the fetus is weak and can easily kill it.
Chapter completed!