"It's hard to say." Young Master Shen was unable to draw a conclusion. "As long as Yan Er is of royal blood, the Yan family is doomed to be unable to escape the now increasingly widening... vortex."
The two ambiguous words were "seize the throne", but there were too many people here, so Master Shen couldn't say it directly.
The Yan family has raised Yan Cheng for more than ten years, and the relationship between the two sides is inseparable. As long as Yan Cheng regains his status as a prince, the Yan family will inevitably be classified as one of his factions.
When Yan Cheng lives, the Yan family lives; when Yan Cheng dies, the Yan family dies.
It's such a simple relationship.
If what happened back then was indeed intentional, then when the truth comes to light, the person who wants Yan Cheng dead the most is...
At the same time, there must be people who hope that Yan Cheng can live well.
After all, twins have no right to inherit the throne.
Young Master Shen pursed his lips, feeling that the battle for the throne was becoming increasingly deep and bloody, and the Shen family absolutely could not get involved.
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Both people in the carriage were in a heavy mood, and no one spoke along the way.
After walking for a while, the carriage stopped outside the Yan Mansion. Yan Zhuo got off first. He was about to pretend to carry his brother, who was sick and vomiting blood, out of the carriage, but someone got there first.
In the blink of an eye, a black figure entered the carriage, and in the blink of an eye again, the "unconscious" boy in the carriage disappeared.
Watching the tall man stride into the mansion in a hurry, Yan Zhuo, who was holding nothing, looked around with an empty head. Yan Xi came up from behind and looked around, then asked anxiously, "Where's Cheng'er?"
"I went in. Leng Yan just came."
Yan Zhuo pointed woodenly towards the mansion. Seeing Yan Xi running with her skirt lifted up, he felt particularly uncomfortable, both sour and bitter.
Really, these two people either ignored him or treated him as a passerby.
Is his presence so low?
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