He smiled faintly and said slowly, "Back then, the Yan family was destroyed. A great fire burned everything to ashes. When I was admiring the fire outside the Yan family's gate, An Xin, weren't you there too?"
One sentence sent An Xin into a state of utter despair, her body suddenly stiffening!
---Aside---
I've been on an IV drip since the day before yesterday and yesterday, but I managed to squeeze in this post to update another chapter.
Chapter 107 Pain
She was there when the Yan family was wiped out!?
Even An Xin, who was usually unfazed by the weight of Mount Tai, changed her expression at this moment!
At that time, she was actually enjoying the fire scene with Jing Lan, but now she had no memory of it at all. An Xin's heart was suddenly gripped, and she was momentarily panicked. When she transmigrated, she was in the palace. In her mind, she had some contact with Jing Lan or Yan Zhen in the palace. After all, her previous identity was the main wife of the Ling family, and she would never have had any contact with the Left and Right Prime Ministers!
Did Jing Lan already know that she was no longer the person she used to be?! An Xin's breath hitched, and she stared at Jing Lan.
Jing Lan smiled faintly, a rare hint of mockery appearing on her stunningly beautiful face. "Miss An, have you forgotten about this, or do you simply not know?"
An Xin stared into Jing Lan's eyes. Although the face was extremely familiar, it felt strangely unfamiliar at this moment.
One lie requires countless lies to cover it up, and someone as shrewd as Jing Lan, how could she not catch the slightest clue in her words!
"What do you want to say?" An Xin calmed down, her eyes clear and focused.
Jing Lan smiled faintly and said, "It's nothing, I thought you had forgotten." She then looked up at Yan Zhen, "Right Prime Minister, your methods are excellent. I was outmaneuvered and ultimately lost..."
"Let her go." Yan Zhen casually pushed Zhou Xiruo aside and walked closer step by step.
Jing Lan laughed and said, "Now that I have it in my hands, I will not let go. It's either live together or die together."
Yan Zhen narrowed her eyes narrowed dangerously, "Do you think you'll still be alive today?"
Jing Lan pulled An Xin closer, leaned down and kissed her cheek, chuckling softly, "Why not? Unless, you're just playing along with her all along..."
Yan Zhen stopped in his tracks. He had never been forced to such a point before. Thousands of guards surrounded the Left Prime Minister's residence like an iron barrel, yet they couldn't touch this one person.
"Tell them to move aside," Jing Lan said calmly.
An Xin felt the coldness of the fingers pressing on her neck, which was located on her vital point, seeping into her lungs. Jing Lan had kidnapped her. If Yan Zhen cared about her, he could escape. But what if he didn't care?
An Xin looked at Yan Zhen, but his gaze wasn't on her; he was only staring coldly at Jing Lan.
She couldn't understand the power struggles between the left and right prime ministers since she wasn't in the court, but Huang Yixuan had clearly fallen out with Yan Zhen. It could even be inferred that he and Jing Lan had been working together to weaken Yan Zhen's power for a long time. However, this time Huang Yixuan openly ordered the siege of Jing Lan, accusing him of treason. This was suspicious.
She didn't want to think about how Yan Zhen had gained the upper hand. At this moment, she absolutely couldn't afford to get hurt. Her parents were still in the Emperor's hands, or rather, her parents were actually with Jing Lan!
For both public and private reasons, Jinglan cannot be allowed to get into trouble today!
An Xin took a deep breath and remained silent until she heard Yan Zhen's calm voice say, "Let him go."
Yan Zhen treated her well.
The human wall slowly parted to make way, and Jing Lan led An Xin out step by step. Just as their feet stepped onto the threshold, they suddenly heard a "thud" sound, the sound of a knife entering flesh, followed by a scream. An Xin subconsciously turned around, but when she saw the scene behind her, she suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.
A long, sharp blade pierced Yan Zhen's chest. The figure standing behind him was like a dark ghost. An Xin's heart suddenly stopped. She didn't know where the strength came from, but she pushed Jing Lan aside and ran towards Yan Zhen.
The human wall surrounded them again, and Jing Lan was instantly engulfed in the sea of people, but his voice clearly pierced An Xin's ears—"Even if your parents are dead, it doesn't matter?"
An Xin froze abruptly.
"Yan Zhen! Yan Zhen!" The piercing cries came from Zhou Xiruo. An Xin stood there in a daze. She wanted to call out too, but she couldn't make a sound.
As the blood-stained blade slid across the surface, the ghost's head flew up and landed with a "bang" at An Xin's feet. It spun around and around until it finally landed face up, directly facing An Xin.
An Xin didn't even have time to glance at him before turning and walking towards Jing Lan.
Amidst the rampant blood donation, Yan Zhen felt a sudden, sharp pain in her chest that nearly made her gasp for breath. For some reason, seeing An Xin's departing figure, Yan Zhen still felt a pang of heartache. She had never struggled throughout; she wanted to save Jing Lan. She couldn't be heartless towards Jing Lan, but she could be towards him.
The human wall slowly parted, and Jing Lan raised her eyelashes to glance at Yan Zhen, a dark and cold glint flashing in her eyes. She then disappeared into the night with An Xin in a flash.
As Minghe collected the severed head, her hand suddenly paused. Upon seeing the head's face clearly, she exclaimed in shock, "Feng Yi!?"
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Right Prime Minister's Residence.
Yan Zhen opened her eyes from her unconsciousness, and the Empress Dowager hurriedly got up and stepped forward, saying, "You're awake?"
Yan Zhen glanced at her and gave a faint "hmm".
"That sword nearly pierced your heart! How could you be so careless?!" The Empress Dowager's voice was cold and stern, yet her concern was unmistakable. "Your body can't withstand such torment!"
Yan Zhen raised her eyelashes and said calmly, "Minghe, escort the Empress Dowager back to the palace."
The Empress Dowager was taken aback, then said in a deep voice, "Yan Zhen, I am still your mother!"
Yan Zhen sneered, "You are my mother, then who is Ye Qingcheng?"
The Empress Dowager suddenly stood up, her face grim. "She took away your father and my child. She deserves to die!"
"No one forced you to enter the palace back then, but it seems that you were the one who took Ye Qingcheng's child!" Yan Zhen's expression was calm, but the truth she spoke was like a thunderclap.
The Empress Dowager staggered back two steps, staring at Yan Zhen in disbelief. "You...you knew everything?"