As soon as Yan Yiheng stepped into the backyard, he heard the sound of a plate being thrown out of the yard.
"You're keeping me locked up here. What's this all about? I want to see Lord Pei..."
Yan Yiheng raised an eyebrow. She looked so delicate and weak, yet had quite a temper.
He stepped into the yard. Just as he was about to enter the room, a bowl came flying out. He quickly reached out his hand and caught the bowl that was headed straight for him.
"Miss He of the He family, all the plates and bowls in my mansion were bestowed by the palace. If you keep smashing them like this, even though you're a witness, I can still send you to the imperial prison..."
When He Wenyu saw Yan Yiheng standing at the door, she immediately tensed up. She took a few steps back, pulled out a hairpin from her head, and held it tightly in her hand.
"Yan Yiheng, I want to see Lord Pei..."
Yan Yiheng carefully placed the bowl in his hand on the table and slightly raised his eyebrows.
"What bad luck. Lord Pei just left my mansion. I suppose he's got something important to attend to and won't have the time to see you..."
As he said this, he walked closer to He Wenyu. "Whatever you want to say to Lord Pei, you can tell me just as well..."
"Yan Yiheng, don't come any closer. If you do, I'll stab myself to death. I won't let you have your way..."
Seeing her press the hairpin against her neck, Yan Yiheng couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"He Wenyu, you're really ridiculously naive. Are you threatening me with your own life?"
He Wenyu never thought that Yan Yiheng was a complete madman. When he saw her press the hairpin against her neck, he just smiled indifferently.
Her hand holding the hairpin was shaking. Tears streamed down her cheeks... Her body trembling, she watched as he got closer and closer.
With a swift movement, he snatched the hairpin from He Wenyu's hand, pulled her into his arms, and they both fell onto the nearby couch.
They were in a position where Yan Yiheng was on top of He Wenyu. He looked down at her pale face...
Yan Yiheng, who had never been this close to a woman before, felt the softness of the girl beneath him. There was a sense of vulnerability as if she was at his mercy.
He was always surrounded by men and had never had such a novel experience. He lowered his head, and his nose was filled with the gentle and delicate fragrance that only a girl could have.
"Yan Yiheng, let me go... You brute..."
He Wenyu wasn't an innocent girl. When she lived in the old mansion, she had seen some dirty things. She immediately noticed a man's physical reaction at this moment...
"Brute...? That's a pretty new word to call me. Why don't you tell me where I'm being a brute?"
"Pervert... Shameless..."
He Wenyu turned her face away, not wanting to be too close to him.
"This is just a normal reaction when a man meets a woman he likes. Why does it sound so vulgar coming from your mouth..."
He Wenyu thought Yan Yiheng was incredibly shameless...
Yan Yiheng reached out a hand and gently touched He Wenyu's face. It was delicate, smooth, and as warm as jade...
No wonder so many men were addicted to the gentle embrace of women.
As his fingertips caressed her skin, the cold and moist feeling made him realize that He Wenyu was crying. Yan Yiheng grabbed her chin and turned her face towards him.
"Why are you crying? I haven't done anything..."
As soon as he said this, He Wenyu's tears fell even more fiercely. She sobbed and said,
"Haven't you? Don't you want to...?"
"I... I... I would never force you..."
After saying that, he got up from He Wenyu, sat beside her, and then suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her up. He stuffed the hairpin he had just snatched back into He Wenyu's hand.
"He Wenyu, hold it tight. Today, I'll teach you a good lesson..."
After saying that, he held He Wenyu's hand and stabbed the hairpin into his own chest...
The tip of the hairpin pierced through his light - colored robe and then into his flesh. Blood dripped down the hairpin onto their clasped hands.
He Wenyu was so shocked that she didn't know what to do. This Yan Yiheng was really a madman...
"See, you should point your weapon at the person who wants to hurt you, not threaten others with your own life..."
Yan Yiheng let go of her hand, and He Wenyu, with a shaking hand, quickly pulled out the hairpin from Yan Yiheng's chest.
"However, if the person cares about you, threatening with your own life might work. Obviously, I don't care about your life right now. If you still try to threaten me by not eating or drinking, it won't work at all. You'd better come up with something more effective..."
After saying that, he got up and left.
He Wenyu opened her hands and saw them covered in blood. Her hands were shaking uncontrollably.
Why on earth did all the bad things happen to her? And now she had even met a madman like Yan Yiheng...
But suddenly, she seemed to understand what Yan Yiheng meant. He was mocking her for being too weak and incompetent, so incompetent that she could only fight with her own life.
She got up from the couch, walked to the table, calmly sat down, picked up the chopsticks, and started eating the food on the table one mouthful after another.
Yan Yiheng was right. She should be stronger. When she met those who wanted to harm her, she shouldn't fight with her own life because no one cared about it.
But her younger brother was still waiting for her to find a way out for him. He was so young. If she really died, what would happen to him?
Outside the yard, Liu Liu saw Yan Yiheng coming out and quickly rushed over.
"Boss, were you injured by Miss He in there?"
Liu Liu saw Yan Yiheng covering his chest with blood on his hand and was full of surprise.
"Stop blabbering. Go get something to treat the wound!"
"Yes, I'll go right away!"
As Liu Liu walked away, he scratched his head. That Miss He was really something. She could even injure their boss, who was so skilled!
...
Pei Yanchao picked up the list of people from the Dongyue Kingdom entering the capital.
He took another look at the letter between Princess Yuemi of the Dongyue Kingdom and Lord He.
It was obvious that they were planning an event to destroy the current peace negotiation.
However, the letter didn't mention much. It only contained Princess Yuemi's account of her entanglement with the Great Jing Dynasty to Lord He.
In the letter, Princess Yuemi mentioned that her elder brother was the previous king of the Dongyue Kingdom. Later, during the war with the Great Jing Dynasty, when the two sides were at a stalemate, the Great Jing Dynasty suddenly sent a princess to Dongyue for a peace marriage in order to end the war.
But that princess was assassinated before she even entered the Dongyue Kingdom. Her elder brother led troops to rescue her, but was killed by another prince of the Dongyue Kingdom who had set an ambush.
And the princess for the peace marriage ended up marrying the current king of Dongyue, giving the Great Jing Dynasty some time to recover.
When Pei Yanchao read this, he remembered some past events of the Great Jing Dynasty. He knew that princess of the Great Jing Dynasty. They had grown up together in the palace to some extent.
When she was sent for the peace marriage, he was still at the Bailu Academy. Now that he thought about it, this peace marriage might have been the work of the Duke of Zhenguo and the Empress Dowager.
The letter continued to say that Princess Yuemi suspected that the Dongyue Kingdom wanted to follow the example of the Great Jing princess's peace marriage back then to exchange for the trade permission in the eastern border. She didn't want the current king to have his way, so she wanted to cooperate with the officials in the Great Jing Dynasty who also didn't want the peace negotiation to destroy this negotiation.
Pei Yanchao frowned slightly. Lord He had chosen to side with the Empress Dowager's faction back then and later wanted to form a marriage alliance with the Pei Mansion.
It seemed that the Empress Dowager and the Duke of Zhenguo had written him off as a useless piece. It was so easy for him to be caught with this handle. Maybe they had done it on purpose!