Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 45 The evil star is here again

The door exploded and turned into countless fine powders.

Even the two servants at the door who were sleeping soundly like pigs were awakened at this moment. The next moment, chaotic and noisy sounds were heard from inside and outside the gate. Countless guards on night watch rushed out from the darkness, each holding a scimitar, staring at the outside of the door with cold eyes.

There is such a big commotion, could it be that the Japanese pirates are attacking?

How dare you break down the gate of the Duke's Mansion? You've already been punished with death.

But they soon discovered that something was wrong. Apart from a burly man outside the door, there were no Japanese pirates. Instead, there were three people standing not far away. They subconsciously looked over there.

When they saw that person, everyone gasped.

hiss.

It’s the Ninth Young Master.

This evil star is here again.

In the current Duke's Mansion, Song Yan is no longer the wimp who can be bullied by anyone. He now has a new nickname:
Evil star.

Just after the engagement was confirmed, the fifth young master's maid Xiao Cui lost her life that night.

On the day of returning home, Zhang Xiaoshan was beaten to death.

Every time someone is killed, isn't this an evil star?
I thought that after returning home, the Ninth Young Master would not return to the Duke's Mansion often. Who would have thought that in just a few days, he would actually kick down the door of the Duke's Mansion.

It’s over, it’s over, I wonder who will be unlucky this time!
Everyone was silent, no one acted rashly, let alone made a sound. After all, no one knew whether a casual word they said would accidentally offend the Ninth Young Master.

As for Zhao Hu, he walked back in a swagger, and the way he walked showed that he didn't care about anyone. Not to mention others, even Song Yan felt like kicking him when he saw him.

However, the gate to the Duke's Mansion was made of Hainan Huanghuali wood, a dense and hard wood nearly half a foot thick. To be able to shatter it with a single kick, what terrifying force must have been exerted? In the entire Duke's Mansion, perhaps no one except the Duke's personal bodyguard, Song Dashan, could achieve this.

Therefore, although Zhao Hu's ruthless steps made people angry, none of the guards dared to step forward to stop him.

Before, the Ninth Young Master tried to cover up the issue to some extent, but now he just comes up and orders people to kick down the door of the Duke's Mansion. Is he not even pretending now?

"Son-in-law, how did I do? Not bad, right?" Zhao Hu returned to Song Yan with a proud look on his face.

Song Yan's lips twitched: "You did a good job, it would be better if you could restrain yourself a little."

He let out a breath, his eyes gradually becoming fierce. He ignored the guards holding steel knives inside and outside the gate and rushed straight into the Duke's Mansion.

Although there were many guards, they just kept retreating when facing Song Yan, crowded together, and looked extremely embarrassed.

At this moment, an old figure came trotting hurriedly from the side yard. Who else could it be but Butler Wang?

It was obvious that Butler Wang was suddenly woken up and came in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to button up his clothes. After all, he was old, and when he ran to Song Yan, he was already out of breath.

Glancing at the broken door, his wrinkled face twitched. He took a deep breath and tried to suppress his restlessness: "Ninth Young Master, what are you doing..."

"Where is my father? I have something important to discuss with him." Song Yan's voice was cold. He did not show any good face to the old man because of the list Wang Qingshan had provided before. At least he still kept a certain distance from Wang Qingshan in front of others.

Wang Qingshan frowned and said, "Young Master Jiu, please wait in the study. I will go and call the master."

Song Yan nodded and did not embarrass the old man. He walked towards the study with a gloomy face.

It was not until the backs of Song Yan and his companions disappeared from their sight that the guards around them all breathed a sigh of relief. They looked at each other and could see the cold sweat on each other's foreheads. Fortunately, fortunately, they had finally escaped this disaster by keeping their mouths shut.

Who could have thought that Song Yan could bring them such fear.

……

Duke Song's Mansion, study.

Gu Banxia and Zhao Hu were both waiting outside. In the silent study, there was only Song Yan's figure. The flickering candlelight reflected a gloomy and angry face.

'Tap, tap, tap.' The sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps came from the inner courtyard.

Song Hongtao's face looked very ugly. After all, he was a dignified duke. The door of his mansion was kicked into pieces. What was the difference between this and a slap in the face?
Even though he knew that it was Song Yan who did it, he still couldn't help but feel angry. But when he thought that this might be the most filial son, he was able to suppress his anger.

Walking to the door of the study, he glanced at Gu Banxia, ​​Zhang Long and Zhao Hu with gloomy eyes, then pushed the door open and walked in. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Song Yan's hideous face.

The coldness and harshness emanating from his body was so strong that even Song Hongtao couldn't help but feel a jolt in his heart. He felt that his son had changed so much.

"Ahem..." After adjusting his mood, Song Hongtao coughed twice and said, "Yan'er, what's wrong with you? What went wrong? Why did you kick the gate of the Duke's Mansion into pieces? Don't you know that the gate is the face of the Duke's Mansion..."

Song Yan slowly raised his head, and Song Hongtao discovered that Song Yan's pupils were full of bloodshot.

"face?"

Song Yan's eyes were cold and stern: "If a person dies, who cares about face?"

Song Hongtao was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and then sat down opposite Song Yan: "What do you mean?"

"Tonight, I was attacked by six assassins. If it weren't for the strength of my guards, I wouldn't have the chance to sit here and talk to my father."

At this moment, Song Hongtao's face changed drastically, and he stood up from where he had just sat down. "What did you say?"

It was not until this moment that Song Hongtao discovered that Song Yan's robe was stained with dark brown stains, and he could faintly smell a bloody smell... Well, this was deliberately stained by Song Yan.

As if it was pure instinct, Song Hongtao subconsciously thought of Song Zhen, who was under house arrest by him, and Yang Miaoqing and her son.

Mo Mo took out the blood-stained banknote from his arms, put it on the table and pushed it in front of Song Hongtao: "This is what I found on the killer. The body is still on the bank of the Yiluo River. If you don't believe me, father can send someone to check it out."

With a frown on his face, he picked up the banknote and looked at it carefully. Soon his expression changed again.

The banknote is signed by: Yang Miaoqing!

At this moment, Song Hongtao had no doubt in his mind. His only thought was whether it was really her, that vicious woman. She had already killed his three illegitimate sons, and she would not even let go of the last one who married into his family?

No, if Yang Miaoqing simply wanted to kill her own illegitimate son, there would be no need to arrange for assassins to kill him after Song Yan married into the Luo family. This would cause unnecessary trouble.

Unless... unless there is some special reason that forces Yang Miaoqing to do this.

Could it be that Song Yan knew about the dirty things between her and Yang Zhen, and this matter had already been known by Yang Miaoqing?
So, she was... killing people to silence them?
Just as Butler Wang had predicted before, once you have a target in mind, everything that happens will become an arrow shot at the target.

Wang Qingshan glanced at Song Hongtao secretly. This was such an obvious frame-up that only the master, who was extremely angry and increasingly disgusted with the eldest lady, would believe it.

But what did this have to do with him? Wang Qingshan lowered his eyes and stood aside obediently, as if nothing had happened.

Song Hongtao's pupils shrank, his expression darkened to the extreme, and he became increasingly angry. Suddenly, he slammed his hand on the table:
"Someone, bring that bitch Yang Miaoqing to me."

"Huh..." At this moment, Song Yan slowly exhaled: "Father, don't worry, I have another piece of news to tell you, please be mentally prepared."

Song Hongtao's eyelids suddenly twitched, and he instinctively had a bad premonition.

The last time Song Yan spoke to him in this way, the news he brought was... Yang Miaoqing had cheated on him and Song Zhen was not his biological son.

What will it be this time?
Song Yan's expression was also extremely strange. He couldn't help but think about it. He was not tactful enough in his words last time, and almost made Song Hongtao vomit blood in anger. This time, he had to be more tactful in what he said. He turned his head and found a potted plant by the wall. It was green and beautiful, so he reached out and picked two leaves from the potted plant.

“There are two leaves here.”

He placed a leaf on the table: "One is Song Zhen."

"The other one is also Song Zhen... Ugh, it's Song Zhe!"

Now, that's subtle enough.

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