Chapter 69 Is he the Second Prince?
Chu Yunjin turned her head and quietly observed this Prince Ming.
She didn't initially guess who the other person was.
Because Yan Cang told her that the Second Prince Yan Yang was like a ghost, fond of prisons and dealing with criminals.
Therefore, in Chu Yunjin's memory, he should be a gloomy man who makes people feel that he is a dangerous person who is not easy to mess with and makes them want to stay away.
But the man before her was handsome, with a kind smile on his face. He seemed gentle and harmless, and even displayed a refined demeanor. If it weren't for the fact that Consort Wen's expression was too frightened, making Chu Yunjin feel that something was wrong, she really wouldn't have known that this person was the Second Prince Yan Yang.
Moreover, Yan Cang never mentioned the title of the Second Prince.
But Wen, the imperial son-in-law, was so deeply wary of this person that he made no attempt to hide it.
Chu Yunjin couldn't help but feel confident.
She tugged at Yan Cang's sleeve and whispered, "Is he the Second Prince?"
Yan Cang nodded.
Chu Yunjin clicked her tongue in surprise, secretly observing Yan Yang. She thought he exuded a sunny aura, like an optimistic and cheerful young man, but she never expected this...
Wen Shiyu turned pale, finally realizing the seriousness of the situation.
He couldn't believe that Yan Cang would invite the ruthless Ming King over just because of a single sentence.
How should we end this today?
His hands and feet were cold. He racked his brains, trying to come up with a way to get out of this predicament, but when he met his father's frightened eyes, he realized that he was completely helpless.
"What's going on here?" Yan Yang walked into the courtyard, his gaze meeting Wen Heyun's swollen face. He spoke with disgust, "Fourth brother, your methods are ineffective. They look so serious, but they don't actually break any bones. Instead, they just make you look disgusting. If I were to teach you—"
"This man is in your hands." Yan Cang stood up, his tone calm and collected, as if he were discussing something extremely ordinary, rather than casually deciding the life or death of the Prime Minister's son. "Prime Minister Wen's son, Wen Heyun, has been abusing innocent women for many years. His methods are cruel, and he has countless lives on his hands. Take him to the Northern Garrison Command and interrogate him thoroughly to get to the bottom of this."
"Your Highness, Prince Yan!" Wen Shiyu knelt down with a thud. "My cousin is innocent! He did not abuse any women. I beg Your Highness, Prince Yan, to have mercy—"
Yan Yang clicked his tongue twice, then turned and ordered, "Come on!"
Several guards, dressed in flying fish robes and with embroidered spring knives at their waists, walked in in perfect unison.
This was the first time Chu Yunjin had ever seen the Embroidered Uniform Guard in person. The Embroidered Uniform Guard only appeared in TV dramas... Well, it should be the Embroidered Uniform Guard, right?
The clothes and appearance are quite similar, though slightly different from those in the TV series.
These guards didn't look as handsome as they do on TV, but they all had a gloomy demeanor, and the kind of imposing presence that only existed in imperial prisons was terrifying.
The more she looked at them, the more she felt that Yan Yang was out of place among them.
No wonder our ancestors said that you can't judge a book by its cover.
"Take this eldest son of the Wen family to the imperial prison and lock him up. Use the torture as necessary. After one round of torture, let him confess. If he confesses readily, he can suffer less physical pain." Yan Yang's voice sounded lazy, completely different from the demeanor of his guards. "If he is tight-lipped and unwilling to confess, then use all the severe tortures of the imperial prison on him. The old rule, don't torture him to death easily."
"yes!"
The guards of the town government stepped forward and grabbed Wen Heyun.
Prince Consort Wen's face turned deathly pale; he was almost scared out of his wits.
He blocked Wen Heyun's path, pleading with Yan Cang in a low voice, "Your Highness, Prince Yan! Heyun has been spoiled too much; he has not done anything to harm anyone. I beg Your Highness and Prince Ming to investigate the truth before... before arresting him..."
"Take them to the town government office, and I will naturally find out the truth." Yan Yang waved his hand. "Take them away."
Prince Consort Wen's face turned deathly pale: "Your Highness, Prince Ming—"
"Shh." Yan Yang raised his hand to cover his lips. "I heard that Aunt is pregnant. Uncle's current task is to take good care of Aunt. Investigating the case is not your responsibility, so don't say anything more."
Prince Consort Wen pursed his lips, his face as pale as paper.
Yan Yang slowly turned his head to look at Chu Yunjin. Seeing that Chu Yunjin was hiding in Yan Cang's arms, he couldn't help but laugh and say, "What are you afraid of, sister-in-law? I'm not going to eat you."
“You…” Chu Yunjin coughed lightly, “Although you won’t eat me, but… but what if you take me to the imperial prison…”
"No way." Yan Yang raised an eyebrow. "Your sister-in-law seems so kind and wouldn't do anything illegal or disorderly, why would I arrest you?"
Yan Cang stretched out his long arm and pulled Chu Yunjin into his arms: "Let's go back first."
Seeing his protective attitude, Yan Yang couldn't help but click his tongue. He turned his head and glanced at Wen Fuma: "Uncle, please go back. I have important matters to attend to, so I won't go to pay my respects to my aunt. Farewell."
As for Wen Shiyu kneeling on the ground and Wen Jingyi standing to the side, who was already terrified, he didn't even glance at them, treating them as if they were invisible the whole time.
"Father..." Wen Shiyu's legs went weak. He looked up at his father, Wen Fuma, and stammered, "What should we do? What should we do?"
My cousin was taken to the imperial prison; even if he didn't die, he would be severely injured.
The Prime Minister's uncle is unaware of this news yet. By the time he finds out, it will likely be too late to find a way to save them.
After a moment of hesitation, Prince Consort Wen turned and hurriedly headed towards the inner courtyard.
After seeing Chu Yunjin off, Princess Ning'an was resting against the headboard. She kept thinking about the Empress Dowager and Consort Wen's relationship over the years, as well as their unusual behavior in front of her.
Many previously overlooked details resurfaced in her mind, causing her to begin to doubt her mother, whom she had always trusted.
Lost in thought, she leaned against the headboard and fell asleep.
A series of unsteady footsteps approached, nearly tripping as they crossed the threshold, thus waking Princess Ning'an from her light sleep. She opened her eyes, looked at the stumbling Consort Wen, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong? What happened?"
In all the years of their marriage, she had never seen Prince Consort Wen so out of control.
"Your Highness." Prince Consort Wen, his face pale, entered the inner room and knelt down directly. "I beg Your Highness to save them."
"Save someone?" Princess Ning'an frowned. "What exactly happened? Stand up and explain."
Wen Fuma's voice trembled slightly: "Heyun...Heyun has been taken away by the Ming King."
"Wen Heyun?" Princess Ning'an sat up. "Why?"
“He…” Wen Fuma lowered his eyes, his lips slightly pursed, “He and Shiyu encountered the departing Princess Yan in the front courtyard. He spoke rudely to her and said some unpleasant things. Just then, the Prince of Yan came to pick up the Princess Yan, and she told him. The Prince of Yan ordered someone to slap Heyun fifty times, and then invited the Prince of Ming over.”
Princess Ning'an asked in surprise, "If it were just because of a single sentence, it would be one thing for Prince Yan to punish him, but why would it alarm Prince Ming?"
Prince Ming is in charge of investigating cases and interrogating criminals. Wen Heyun insulted the princess, which was an act of insubordination. There is no need to investigate or interrogate him. He should be punished as appropriate. Prince Yan has the authority to handle this himself. Why would Prince Ming need to arrest him?
Prince Consort Wen pursed his lips: "The Prince of Yan said that He Yun has been abusing women for a long time. He ordered Prince Ming to take some people to the Zhenfu Division and make sure to get to the bottom of this."
His voice trembled slightly: "Your Highness knows the Imperial Prison of the Garrison Command. No matter if you are guilty or not, once you go in, you will be severely injured and never come out..."
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