After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

[Lord Yan, I have tried my best. This is the best I can do.

At that time, you scolded me for talking to Yan Kunpeng. I was in a very low mood, feeling wronged and worried. I felt wronged that you were mean to me, and I was worried that you misunderstood me. How could I have the mind to pay attention to the people and things around me?

In addition, we were very far away from each other, so I couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly. I only saw that he was dressed as a servant, holding a scroll in his hand, and acting stealthily.

Because I couldn't see his face clearly, I couldn't be sure if the other person was a man or a woman disguised as a man. The latter is also possible, right?

So I can only draw this back view based on my vague memory.

I am not perfunctory, on the contrary, I am serious and rigorous. I cannot paint blindly, I have to be responsible for my paintings. What do you think, my Lord Yan? 】

Yan Mobai's dark eyes fell on the last five words.

My Lord Yan.

Cold sneer.

She is so shameless. Who is her Lord Yan?

There is a picture below the words.

He looked closely.

It's a puppy.

At first glance, he thought she was scolding him, calling him a dog, after all, she had said before that her mouth had been bitten by a dog.

But at the second glance he realized that it was not a portrait, but a self-portrait, in which she said she was a dog.

Because the puppy was wearing a veil on her face, which was exactly what she usually wore when she went out.

Moreover, the puppy was standing on its hind legs, with its front legs clasped in a bow, as if begging for mercy.

Yan Mobai raised his eyebrows slightly.

So, seeing that he knew she said he was a dog, she quickly said she was also a dog to make amends?

It’s too late, you bastard!

He folded the painting and threw it into the desk drawer, then left the study.

In the pavilion, Yan Changjing was drinking tea from a cup. When he saw Yan Mobai coming over, he quickly put the cup down.

“Can I draw?”

"Okay, you can go now." Yan Mobai said calmly outside the pavilion before entering.

After saying that, he was about to turn around and leave. Yan Changjing quickly stood up and said, "Second brother."

Yan Mobai stopped and looked back.

"Anything else?"

"Yeah." The banquet director nodded.

Yan Mobai was silent for a moment, then walked up to the pavilion.

He walked to the stone bench opposite Yan Changjing, lifted his robe and sat down, expressionless: "What's the matter?"

Yan Changjing also sat back, feeling a little embarrassed to speak.

He took a sip of tea from the cup and then said, "I want to ask my second brother to keep my genitals a secret, especially not to let your sister-in-law know. I heard that I can get a fake one, so I'm going to get one."

After that, he continued, "Second brother is well-informed and often goes to the palace. The Dali Temple often deals with the dark market. I wonder if second brother has any channels in this area, or can anyone recommend a master who is good at receiving this thing?"

Yan Mobai narrowed his eyes slightly.

His pupils were as dark as ink as he looked at Yan Changjing.

After a moment, the corners of his lips curled up slightly and he talked about something.

"Some time ago, a murder occurred in Tianzhifang. I happened to be at the scene, so I gathered all the people who were in Tianzhifang at the time in the yard and interrogated them one by one."

"My eldest sister-in-law and a distant cousin of the Yan family, named Yan Kunpeng, are now the new top scholar. They are also among them."

"After interrogating the two, we learned that they had secretly met at Tian Zhi Fang to discuss a deal."

"Yan Kunpeng threatened my eldest sister-in-law, asking her to help him get married to the eldest lady's niece, otherwise he would spread the news that your life force was abolished."

"The two men's signed confessions are now on file in the Criminal Department's case archives."

Yan Changjing's face had already turned as pale as paper.

Yan Mobai's voice continued.

"I don't know how Yan Kunpeng knew about this. Brother, you can ask the eldest lady. Some time ago, the eldest lady invited several young men of the Yan family to the Marquis' Mansion to help her niece choose a husband. Yan Kunpeng was one of them. I wonder if the news leaked out at that time."

After saying that, Yan Mobai stood up.

"Don't worry, brother. I won't tell anyone. I'm very busy and don't have the time to spare."

Yan Mobai walked away.

Yan Changjing looked like he had been struck by lightning. He sat there stiffly, motionless, his face ashen, and he was unable to recover for a long time.

So, not only Yan Kunpeng knew, but Ning Pan also knew?

Even those people in the Ministry of Justice who were handling this case knew about it?

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In the wing of the main house, Jin sat at the table with her eyes closed, while Nanny Gan stood behind her and massaged her temples.

With a "bang", the door was kicked open from the outside, scaring the two of them.

Yan Changjing came in aggressively.

Just as Nanny Gan was about to salute, she heard Yan Changjing yell angrily, "Get out!"

Nanny Gan was even more frightened. She didn't understand what was going on and looked at Jin.

Jin gave her a look, and she quickly bowed and left the room.

"What's wrong?" Jin frowned.

Yan Huating just told her that his son already knew that he had lost his life, and he had already comforted him.

So what kind of madness is this?

"How did Yan Kunpeng know that I had nothing down there?" Yan Changjing asked angrily, his face flushed red, veins popping out on his forehead.

Jin was stunned. She didn't expect it was about this.

"How do you know Yan Kunpeng knows?"

"My second brother just told me that some time ago, Yan Kunpeng asked Ning Pan to meet him at Tianzhifang. A murder occurred at Tianzhifang that day, and everyone was brought in for questioning. Their confessions said that they had a secret meeting because Yan Kunpeng wanted to make a deal with Ning Pan. He threatened Ning Pan to help him arrange a marriage with your niece, otherwise he would spread the news that my penis was abolished."

Jin: “…”

Did they actually say that?

When she learned that a murder had occurred, she asked Ning Pan, and when she learned that she and Yan Kunpeng were not implicated, she felt relieved and did not ask any more questions.

I guessed that the two of them must have made up a story to deal with the interrogation, but I didn't expect it to be like this.

My already painful head hurt even more.

"Why does Yan Kunpeng know?" Yan Changjing roared.

Jin frowned and her face turned cold: "How should I know?"

She indeed did not tell Yan Kunpeng about this. When she first proposed to borrow his child, she only said that the imperial physician said that Yan Changjing might never wake up.

"Did Ning Pan say that? I only told her."

Hearing this, Yan Changjing's eyes were red with disbelief.

"You told Ning Pan? Why did you tell her? You wish she would despise me and leave me, right?"

Jin was speechless: "......Not long ago you said you wanted to divorce your wife."

"These are two different things!" Yan Changjing looked extremely upset: "Don't you want her to get married? Why did you tell her?"

"I..." Seeing that he looked like he wanted to eat someone, Jin didn't dare to mention the matter of borrowing a child.

"Also, it definitely wasn't Ning Pan who told Yan Kunpeng. They aren't familiar with each other, so why would Ning Pan tell him? Besides, if Ning Pan told him, how could he use this to threaten Ning Pan? This doesn't make sense at all!" Yan Changjing said angrily.

Jin had a splitting headache.

Since she couldn't ask for a loan, she didn't know how to make it happen.

"Maybe Yan Kunpeng guessed it himself."

"Guess? Can you guess so accurately? You must have let it slip somewhere! Or maybe he sneaked into my Ruyi Garden and saw my injuries."

Yan Changjing's chest heaved and his eyes were red.

"Doesn't your niece have a family? She can choose her own husband in her own family. Why do you bring some outsiders to our house? Are you afraid that others will not know what is going on in our house?"

Jin: “…”

Yan Changjing kicked over a stool in front of him, turned around and left angrily.

Before leaving the room, he kicked over a potted plant behind the door.