The husband who forced her to marry her couldn't keep her warm, and she didn't want him to

The city of Shengjing was shrouded in lead-gray clouds, and the biting cold wind blew through the streets like a knife.

The vermilion gate of the Xuanping Marquis Mansion was closed tightly, and a thin layer of frost hung on the door knocker, exuding a biting chill in the cold winter day.

Qin Lang, wearing the flying fish uniform of the Jinyiwei, jumped down from the tall horse with a nimble posture. The scabbard of the Embroidered Spring Sword swayed slightly with his movement and fell steadily on his waist.

The Jinyiwei behind him also dismounted their horses swiftly. They followed Qin Lang and climbed the steps towards the gate of the marquis' mansion.

The damp dead branches and leaves were stepped on by them, and the dull sound was soon drowned out by the sound of footsteps.

When they arrived at the door of the Marquis' Mansion, Qin Lang raised his hand, and immediately the Jinyiwei came forward, followed by the sound of "bang bang bang" knocking on the door.

Soon, a not very clear voice came from inside the door: "Who is it? I am here..."

The heavy vermilion door slowly opened, and the doorman stuck his head out through the crack in the door.

He originally had a somewhat impatient look on his face, but when he saw the Jinyiwei outside the door wearing Feiyu uniforms and embroidered spring swords on their waists, his expression froze instantly, and then his face turned pale.

"Jinyiwei...Qin...Lord Qin..." The servant swallowed with difficulty.

This deputy commander of the Northern Pacification Division was a taboo in the Marquis's residence, and was the person the servants talked about the most in private.

Qin Lang's face was stern: "Northern Pacification Office, routine inspection." As soon as he finished speaking, the Jinyiwei behind him raised his hand, pushed the servant away, and walked straight into the marquis' mansion.

The courtyard of the mansion is deep and secluded. Although it is deep winter, it still has a unique and exquisite scenery. Several wintersweets bloom proudly in the snow at the corner of the wall, emitting bursts of fragrance that drift in the cool air.

Qin Lang walked straight to the central courtyard with steady steps and without looking around.

The hem of the flying fish suit swayed slightly with every step, and with every step taken, the fluttering of the clothes seemed to be like the surging wind and clouds.

When the maids and old women saw the Jinyiwei coming aggressively and their eyes fell on the embroidered spring swords flashing with cold light at their waists, they could not help but let out short exclamations and then ran towards the depths of the courtyard.

A middle-aged man in dark straight clothes came hurriedly and raised his hands towards Qin Lang.

His face was full of flattering smiles, but that smile froze slightly when he saw Qin Lang's cold eyes: "Master Yichen... is there any misunderstanding?"

Qin Lang lowered his eyes and looked at Jia Chuan who was standing in front of him. His eyes seemed to be filled with frost. "There is no Yichen or Erchen as you mentioned here... There is only the Deputy Commander of the Northern Pacification Division, Qin Lang!"

Xu Hui instantly drew out the Xiuchun Knife from his waist, the blade reflecting a cold light, and pressed it against the shoulder of the person who was speaking.

"The Jinyiwei are investigating the case, all outsiders please disperse." Xu Hui shouted.

Jia Chuan leaned back, the cold aura of the Embroidered Spring Knife made him tremble uncontrollably, "Sir Qin, would you allow me to go and invite the Marquis and the Princess?"

Qin Lang stared at him for a moment, and when Jia Chuan's clothes on his back were soaked with cold sweat, he slowly said, "Go... I don't have much patience."

Upon hearing this, Xu Hui retracted the Embroidered Spring Sword in his hand. Jia Chuan staggered and almost fell.

He quickly told the servant beside him to ask the Jinyiwei to wait in the main hall, and told the maid to go to the backyard to invite the princess over, while he went to find the marquis himself.

I thought to myself: It seems that Master Yi Chen has come back with bad intentions this time.

When Princess Changning rushed over from the inner courtyard, she met Marquis Xuanping who came in the courtyard after hearing the news.

Xie Shanglin was wearing a brocade robe, and his expression was flustered with a hint of expectation that was difficult to conceal. He took a few quick steps, went over to support Cao Zhen and whispered, "The princess is frightened."

Cao Zhen did not miss the emotion in his eyes and frowned slightly. The couple looked at each other, then hurriedly looked away and looked at the open door of the main hall.

Outside the door, several Jinyiwei with serious faces were guarding the door, their postures as straight as pine trees.

They put one hand behind their backs and held the other hand on the embroidered spring sword at their waists. The blade was so cold that it made people feel like the cold wind was blowing like an ice blade.

The servants of the Marquis' Mansion stood in the courtyard, trembling with fear and terror on their faces.

Inside the main room, a tall figure in a Feiyu suit stood with his back to the door. His body was as strong as a pine tree, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

Xie Shanglin looked at the once weak child who has now become so handsome and outstanding. His fanatical eyes almost made him unable to suppress his inner excitement.

I heard that the Zheng family girl who divorced and remarried is already pregnant. He is over fifty years old, and his eyes are filled with warmth when he thinks that the Xie family has a successor.

Princess Changning Cao Zhen stared at Qin Lang's back, raised her chin and glanced at her husband beside her, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes, and anger surged on her face.

Xie Shanglin coughed lightly, and then angrily shouted, "Yi Chen, what do you mean by this? Why did you bring the Jinyiwei to your own house and act so presumptuously?"

Upon hearing this, Cao Zhen suddenly turned her head to look at her husband. Was he trying to press her head and make this bastard return to her roots?

Qin Lang turned around, with a faint smile on his handsome face: "My Lord, you may be getting old and confused. The name Yichen sounds very unlucky, so don't just give it to me casually."

After saying this, he lightly lifted the hem of his Feiyu jacket and sat down on the armchair at the top of the main hall with great determination.

Although he was sitting there, his stature was slightly lower than that of the couple. But the aura he exuded made them feel as if their necks were restrained by an invisible hand, following them like a shadow, making it almost impossible for them to breathe smoothly.

The Marquis of Xuanping's surname was Xie and his given name was Shanglin. His wife was the only legitimate daughter of the Duke of Pei, Princess Changning.

After marriage, the couple had a son named Xie Yongan, but he turned out to be a sickly child.

A few years later, the Marquis's concubine gave birth to a son, and at the instruction of Princess Changning, he was named "Xie Yichen".

In the eyes of the mistress, this illegitimate son was unclean and lowly, so she used this name to protect her eldest son from disaster.

And this Xie Yichen is the deputy commander of the Northern Pacification Division, Qin Lang.

At this time, the prince Xie Yongan came in, surrounded by servants. He was wearing a cloak to keep warm, and his body was weak, with a pale and green face.

He looked like someone who had been ill for a long time, and even more sick than Prince Kang.

Cao Zhen took a few quick steps and stood in front of his eldest son, his eyebrows raised, and he scolded the wife of the prince, Mrs. Wu, who was beside him: "Why don't you persuade him?"

Qin Lang looked at their loving mother and filial son, with a mocking arc on his lips, and said: "It seems that the name Yichen is not very useful. The young master of the mansion is so weak that he can be blown away by a gust of wind."

The eldest son is the bottom line and the weak spot in Cao Zhen’s heart.

Qin Lang's eyes made her feel uneasy, but she still pretended to be calm and said, "Master Qin! You came to my house with such a beating and killing. Even if I report it to the Empress Dowager, I will still seek justice for the Marquis' Mansion!"

Qin Lang seemed to be waiting for her to say this and waved for his servant to come over.

Mantou was tall and slender, not yet twenty years old. His slightly raised eyes were like a wolf. He scanned everyone in the hall and pointed at Mama Shi beside Princess Changning: "Master, it's that woman!"

Qin Lang heard this and said, "Catch the man and search the mansion!"

The sound was like a huge bell, echoing in the courtyard of the marquis's mansion, startling a group of crows on the dead trees in the courtyard.