With a loud bang, Li ngjun’s mind went blank, and imdiately after, her legs gave out. Without much thought, her forehead was already touching the ground. "My lord, ngjun admits, ngjun likes you, but I would never do sothing that harms others’ lives, and I hope you can see through the details clearly and not wrongfully accuse ngjun!"
Despite Li ngjun’s pitiful words, An Bingfeng still sensed sothing amiss. "You don’t seem at all surprised by the news that the Yan family was assassinated?"
Shili Village is quite a distance from the county, and Mrs. Yan is just an ordinary peasant woman. The news of her assassination shouldn’t have reached the county. So, if she wasn’t aware of it beforehand, how could she not be surprised at all by the assassination of Mrs. Yan?
However, Li ngjun remained exceptionally calm, "ngjun is not familiar with Mrs. Yan. Her life or death has nothing to do with . What ngjun is worried about is simply that my lord might misunderstand ."
These words could indeed explain everything.
However, An Bingfeng did not continue to question her but instead ordered in the shadows.
In an instant, soone appeared and restrained Li ngjun.
"My lord?" Li ngjun looked up at An Bingfeng incredulously. "ngjun has never attempted to kill anyone!"
"Does it matter?" An Bingfeng replied coldly, his hands crossed behind his back, his words utterly indifferent and rciless.
It was unclear whether in his mouth, what mattered was Mrs. Yan, or Li ngjun!
So people are born heartless, only those around them fail to see it.
Li ngjun discerned his indifference but still felt heartbroken. "Then my lord, are you still going to act against ngjun?"
An Bingfeng remained silent, but the cold aura he emitted said it all.
"Ha!" Li ngjun forced a bitter smile, holding back her tears. It turned out that all the best years of her life spent waiting were for nothing but his coldness.
At least Mrs. Yan once legitimately shared a bed with him and bore him children, but what about her?
Years of devotion, yet she wasn’t even qualified to stay close to him, to serve tea by his side!
And now, he’s treating her so coldly.
Li ngjun, oh Li ngjun, you paid so much and did so much in secret, yet how pitiful you are!
Thinking this, the bitterness in Li ngjun’s eyes gradually turned into resolve, "Then I wonder, what did ngjun do wrong to make my lord treat like this?"
An Bingfeng: "As the Pri Minister, when have I ever needed a reason to deal with soone?"
This is power.
Why, since ancient tis, have so many been relentless in their pursuit to climb higher? It’s because only those at the very top have the right to control others’ lives and deaths, to trample others underfoot, without needing any reason.
After speaking, An Bingfeng waved his hand, and his subordinates understood his intention, dragging Li ngjun out.
At this mont, facing an unknown fate of being dragged away, Li ngjun finally panicked.
"My lord, my brother died for you. He saved your life with his own, and you once personally promised to protect until I marry..."
This has always been Li ngjun’s reliance.
When her brother died, An Bingfeng once personally promised that until Li ngjun was married, the Pri Minister Residence would always protect her from being bullied by outsiders.
Now, although she is already in her thirties, she has never married all these years.
Therefore, An Bingfeng’s initial promise is still valid and existing to this day.
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