After I traveled through the book, I was spoiled by five little villains

He spread his hands out with an innocent look on his face.

"Master Xue, why don't you say that it is because of your many evil deeds that you have brought about the retribution of karma?"

"retribution?"

Xue Qingkong's eyes were bloodshot, and he pointed at Yan Changqing with his index finger, shaking all over.

"Did you kill my young son? Tell me!"

The anger surged up, making his whole face flush red, and a trace of red blood appeared in his eyes.

The calmness that was previously denied is no longer there.

Yan Changqing was really surprised this time. He suddenly smiled and said, "Xue Qingkong, don't think of me the same as you do."

"I am not interested in harming young children."

Xue Qingkong stared at him blankly and murmured, "Why?"

"If you want to blame someone, blame your bad luck. You are destined to have no children."

After saying that, Yan Changqing stood up and was about to leave.

Xue Qingkong was not willing to comply and opened his arms to block him: "If you don't explain yourself clearly today, don't even think about leaving."

Yan Changqing smiled and said, "I want to leave, can you stop me?"

"Yan Changqing!"

Xue Qingkong asked angrily: "Why did you come here today?"

"I am here to kindly persuade you to plead guilty."

Yan Changqing smiled and said, "By the way, what's the point of asking your wife and concubine to pray to gods and seek medical advice after so many years of not having an heir?"

He shifted his gaze towards Xue Qingkong, with a disdainful smile on his face: "You should look for the reason in yourself."

"what?"

Xue Qingkong looked down in the direction of his gaze, and his mind exploded with a bang.

Could it be, could it be?

Thinking of his new little daughter in the backyard, he suddenly felt green on his head.

Fortunately, he was so happy at that time!

He even promoted that concubine who came from a small family to a concubine!

Seeing his defense broken, the smile in Yan Changqing's eyes became more cheerful.

Sure enough, revenge is not just about making the other party pay a price.

The more Xue Qingkong cares about something, the more he will lose it.

"It's already this late, let me give you some advice. You should think about how to save your life! Who knows, someone might be hoping for your death. Once you die, all the blame will be put on you."

Xue Qingkong had to become suspicious as he knew that he was instigating the attack but he was just sitting there waiting to die.

"Master Xue."

Yan Changqing suddenly approached him and whispered bewitchingly: "Think carefully, you may not die if you embezzle and withhold materials, but you will definitely die if you collude with the Beirong and become enemies."

After saying that, he laughed loudly towards the sky, flicked his long sleeves vigorously, and walked away.

Xue Qingkong stood there, his face filled with confusion.

Yes, if he keeps refusing to speak, he can only rely on the conscience of his allies.

But his allies always put their own interests first. Do they have any conscience?

"and many more!"

He was stunned for a moment, then strode after Yan Changqing and asked, "If I change my mind, how should I inform the prince?"

Yan Changqing smiled, pointed in the direction of the door, and said proudly: "The soldiers at the door can tell this to the king."

"Are they all your people?"

This fact made Xue Qingkong take several steps back: "Were you the one who arranged the generals who have been blocking people outside these days?"

As far as he knew, on the surface, those generals belonged to different military factions and had nothing to do with Yan Changqing.

If it is true, then the power under Yan Changqing's command is far beyond his imagination.

We need to notify our allies immediately.

As soon as this thought crossed his mind, the suspicion that Yan Changqing had just planted began to sprout.

Yan Changqing smiled without saying anything, leaving space for Xue Qingkong to imagine.

After leaving the hall, he turned around and walked towards an inconspicuous, remote courtyard in the Xue Mansion.

This courtyard is not large in area and the houses are simple, which is completely different from the exquisite Xue Mansion.

"Your Majesty."

Ever since he knew Yan Changqing had entered the mansion, Xue Renan had been waiting at the gate.

Seeing him coming over with his men, I stepped forward and saluted.

Yan Changqing nodded slightly: "Xue Renan, I am here to pick you up."

He came to Xue's house today and picked him up.

Without him leading the way, Xue Renan would not be able to leave the house.

"Yes!"

Xue Ren'an's eyes sparkled with excitement. He turned back to the yard and helped his mother out.

The two of them didn't have much luggage, just a bag in their hands, which looked like it only had a few simple changes of clothes.

Yan Changqing looked at him and asked, "Nothing else?"

Xue Ren'an's mother greeted Yan Changqing and said with a smile: "We are an orphan and a widow, and we don't have any savings. These few clothes are ours."

Yan Changqing nodded.

This mother is clear-headed and has character, no wonder she was able to raise a good child like Xue Renan.

Even the bad bamboo of the Xue family can produce good bamboo shoots.

He walked out with the mother and son, and by this time Xue Qingkong had already heard the news.

He couldn't leave the house, so of course he paid special attention to what happened after Yan Changqing came in.

"Prince Anle."

In front of everyone, Xue Qingkong tried his best to maintain his dignity as one of the Nine Ministers and asked in a deep voice: "Where are you taking our Xue family members?"

Yan Changqing paused and said nothing.

In this matter, Xue Renan took the initiative to surrender to him and wanted to escape from the quagmire of the Xue family.

At this moment, it depends on his attitude.

Just as Xue Ren'an was about to speak, his mother held his hand and said slowly to Xue Qingkong, "Brother, thank you for taking us in for so many years. I'm leaving today."

"Farewell?"

Xue Qingkong's mouth twitched.

Isn't it a slap in his face in public if the third room chooses to leave at this time?

All the servants who came with him heard it, and they all hunched their shoulders like quails, wishing they could become invisible.

Xue Qingkong was born a military general and had a violent temper.

In the early years, when servants in the mansion made mistakes, he would kill them with just one knife.

Only after he became one of the Nine Ministers did he begin to cultivate his character.

The situation had taken a sharp turn for the worse in recent days, and he had long been on edge. The fact that the third wife had left had put him on the brink of exploding.

"Zeng!"

Xue Qingkong shouted in a low voice: "What do you think my Xue Mansion is? You can come and go as you please."

Just as he finished speaking, a sharp voice came from afar.

"You two, mother and son, have lived in my house and have been taking advantage of me for so many years," she said in a blunt tone, "and now that you see that my house is in trouble, you're just going to leave?"

The person who came was Xue Qingkong's wife.

She put her hands on her waist, held the handkerchief and pointed at Zeng's nose and said, "You can leave if you want, but you have lived in our house for these years, and everything you eat, wear and use costs money. Did this money fall from the sky?!"

"I won't count any more, to avoid you saying that our eldest branch took advantage of you. If you want to leave, you can leave 500 taels of gold, and the previous accounts will be written off!"

As she spoke, she glared at Yan Changqing fiercely.

How could the orphan and widow of the third house come up with five hundred taels of gold? She came here just for Yan Changqing.

If you want to leave, just leave your money.

Yan Changqing laughed.

Five hundred taels of gold?

Isn’t this the ransom that Xue Rensu paid?

This is putting the blame of his wife on him.

The thought of this made him feel happy.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard Zeng's voice.

She was no longer as gentle as before, and a stern look appeared between her brows.

"Sister-in-law, do you want to hear the real cause of my husband's death?"