How could the Yan family not know who Zhao Qian is!
This was clearly a deliberate embarrassment. The smile on Zhao Qian's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a gloomy expression.
"Tell Yan Qing that if he doesn't come out to see me, don't blame me for being rude!" Zhao Qian shouted with a cold face.
"Prince Zhao, although our Yan family is not as big as the royal palace, we are not a small family either, and we will not be easily threatened by you.
Our prince is busy!" Butler Yan said firmly.
"Go in and bring Yan Ning out to me!" Zhao Qian said with bloodshot eyes.
He just didn't believe that they dared to disapprove of the marriage that the emperor had agreed to!
"Here comes the bride!"
The matchmaker came to Zhao Qian carrying a petite figure in wedding clothes.
Zhao Qian looked at the matchmaker and raised the corner of his mouth: "You talk so tough, but you're still here."
He looked at Butler Yan and said, "Anyway, now that you've sent the bride out, let's forget about this."
"Then Prince Zhao, take care. I won't see you off." Butler Yan turned and walked into the Yan Mansion and had someone close the door.
Zhao Qian's men looked at the closed gate of the Yan Mansion and said, "Prince, this is so strange. Why did the bride come out from the side door, and there is no wedding sign on the main door?"
Zhao Qian sneered and said, "I'm afraid the Yan family is not willing to marry Yan Ning to me, so they deliberately did this.
But they are still afraid of our family.”
Zhao Qian's men hurriedly said in a flattering tone, "Of course they are afraid. Our prince and his son are the most popular people around the emperor."
"Hahaha..." Zhao Qian laughed triumphantly, "Go back and get married!"
The wedding went very smoothly, and after the ceremony the bride was sent to the bridal chamber.
Zhao Qian was entertaining guests outside and drank a lot of wine, so he came into the house drunk.
Before they could even drink the wedding wine, Zhao Qian had the man killed.
Hearing the little girl's delicate and painful pleading beneath him, he smiled smugly.
Finally, Zhao Qian fell asleep contentedly.
It was not until the next day when people from the palace came to wake up the newlyweds to pay their respects to the Fifth Prince and his wife that Zhao Qian climbed out of bed in a daze.
"Who are you!" Zhao Qian looked at the stranger sitting on the bed angrily. She was not Yan Ning at all!
"Husband, I am Yan Jiaer, your bride." Yan Jiaer diligently helped Zhao Qian tidy up his clothes but was pushed away angrily by Zhao Qian.
"Get out of here!"
Yan Jiaer was pushed to the ground by Zhao Qian, and looked at Zhao Qian with misty eyes: "Husband."
"Shut up!" Zhao Qian yelled at Yan Jiaer, "No matter who you are, get out of here right now. The person I want to marry is Yan Ning, not Yan Jiaer."
"But when you got married yesterday, I was the one who shared the bridal chamber with you. I was also the one who agreed to marry you at the beginning." Yan Jiaer said crying.
Zhao Qian thought about recent events and the attitude of the Yan family’s housekeeper yesterday. No wonder the Yan family agreed to this marriage so easily. It turned out that they had been wanting to trick him for a long time!
"You are such a good guy, Yan Qing. You just want to give me someone and be done with it? No way!" Zhao Qian said gritting his teeth.
Zhao Qian didn't even bother to pay his respects, and led his men directly to the Yan family.
Yan Qing seemed to have known that he would come to settle the score, and had already ordered people to surround the Yan Mansion tightly.
"You are such a good guy, Yan Qing. You tricked me but you don't dare to show up to see people, right?" Zhao Qian shouted while holding the big knife and swung it hard.
"You think you can stop me with just a few men?"
Zhao Qian swung the knife with force, and the cold sword instantly fell across the head of a Yan family guard.
Although the Yan family guard pretended to be calm, the sweat flowing freely on his face betrayed him.
He was scared! His legs were shaking.
Zhao Qian saw through his fear at a glance and smiled triumphantly.
"Yan Qing, come out right now, or I'll get serious!" Zhao Qian shouted.
With a creak, the door of the Yan Mansion opened and Yan Qing walked out.
He was dressed in black, holding a sharp sword, and approached Zhao Qian quickly with a stern face.
Zhao Qian didn't expect that Yan Qing would attack him as soon as he arrived. He was caught off guard and Yan Qing's sword was across his neck.
He felt a chill on his neck and his whole body stiffened, not daring to move.
"Yan Qing, you dare?!" Zhao Qian said gritting his teeth.
"What should I be afraid of? You've brought weapons to my doorstep to cause trouble. I have to defend my home. This is a normal reaction." Yan Qing said.
Zhao Qian felt the sword around his neck tighten, and his expression changed.
"Yan Qing, you broke your promise first and sent Yan Jia'er to marry me, pretending to be Yan Ning. That's why I came to settle the score with you. Even if the emperor came today, I wouldn't give him the face he deserved."
Zhao Qian is not a pushover either. It is impossible for him to be bullied without any reaction.
He raised his sword and struck Yan Qing quickly, then quickly took a few steps back.
He thought he could avoid Yan Qing's attack in this way, but he didn't expect Yan Qing to be faster. As if he had guessed his movements, he followed him the moment he retreated.
The sword was still across Zhao Qian's neck.
In fact, if Yan Qing had used a little more force, Zhao Qian would have died for sure.
Not to mention the men Zhao Qian brought with him, even Zhao Qian himself was scared and sweating profusely.
Yan Qing is the son of the Duke of Zhenguo. The Duke of Zhenguo is a veteran of many battles and has great martial arts skills. Unexpectedly, Yan Qing, who usually looks gentle and loves painting, has such a quick reaction. In terms of martial arts, he should be on par with him, or even surpass him.
"If you dare to come to my Yan family to cause trouble, you will only end up dead." Yan Qing said in a cold voice.
"Yan Qing, don't forget, I'm not here to cause trouble. I'm here to settle accounts with you. You lied to me. I want to see Yan Ning." Zhao Qian said, his tone much lower than before.
"It was never my sister Yan Ning who agreed to marry you. I'm warning you, if you cause trouble again, I'll make you go back in a heap next time."
After saying this, Yan Qing put down his sword and turned to leave.
Zhao Qian looked at Yan Qing's back, his eyes darkened, and he attacked Yan Qing with a big knife.
"Brother, be careful!" Yan Ning screamed at Yan Qing.
Yan Qing turned around angrily and blocked Zhao Qian's attack with his sword. Sparks flew when the two weapons collided.
"Didn't I tell you to stay indoors and not come out?" Yan Qing turned his head to look at Yan Ning and said unhappily.
He couldn't get angry at his sister, so he could only vent all his anger on Zhao Qian.
He swung his sword at Zhao Qian: "A sneak attack is not what a gentleman does."
Zhao Qian also went forward and said, "You secretly replaced someone else's bridesmaid. That's not what a gentleman does!"
Yan Qing ignored him and continued to attack him. Their weapons kept colliding in the air, making a harsh sound.
Zhao Qian gradually felt that it was a bit difficult to cope with it, and his movements were obviously much slower, but Yan Qing was still so fast. He couldn't dodge in time and was hit by the sword on his arm, leaving a long cut.
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