Chapter 170 Threatened with death, forced to admit

After Jiang Ning left the Prime Minister's Mansion that day, Nangong Muyan lay motionless on the bed for a long time until Nangong Ya came in with Luo Siyi.

Luo Siyi sat down on the bed, her eyes red, and reached out to touch Nangong Muyan's face gently, calling her "Yan'er" without saying much.

Nangong Ya stood by the bed, his face was dark blue, his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and the wrinkle in the middle could almost pinch a fly to death.

"Is it Prince Rui?" Nangong Ya asked solemnly.

"No." Nangong Muyan's eyes flashed with obvious disgust.

Nangong Ya took a long breath, his expression relaxed a little, dragged a stool and sat down on the bed.

"Who is that?" Nangong Ya asked again.

Nangong Muyan closed her eyes, as if she didn't want to answer.

"Now that things have come to this, it's useless for me to beat you or scold you," Nangong Ya said with an indescribable dullness: "I just want you to tell me who the father of this child is..."

Nangong Muyan still didn't answer, and Luo Siyi sobbed at this time: "Yan'er, were you forced? You didn't do it voluntarily, did you? Tell your father, if someone bullied you, he will definitely help you get justice!"

"Your mother is right!" Nangong Ya clenched and released his hands on his knees, and his tone was less severe: "Yan'er, if you were forced, tell Dad, Dad will definitely kill that person!"

"No one forced me," Nangong Muyan had to speak, intending to sum up the whole thing to shut them up: "On the contrary, I was tempted by her beauty and used my identity as the prime minister's daughter to coerce her into having sex with me. It had nothing to do with that person."

"You, you, you!"

Nangong Ya was instantly furious. He stood up and raised his hand to slap Nangong Muyan in the face.

"Husband!" Seeing this, Luo Siyi threw herself on Nangong Muyan and cried, "What's the point of beating her to death now? What's more, she is pregnant. How can you be so cruel? Why don't we think of a solution together..."

"Siyi, get out of the way. This shameless thing, if I don't teach her a lesson today, I will be sorry to the ancestors of the Nangong family!"

Nangong Ya stretched out his hand and tried to pull Luo Siyi away from Nangong Muyan, but unexpectedly the mother, who was eager to protect her daughter, got angry.

"Nangong Ya, if you raise a child but don't teach him/her, it's all your fault! Yan'er did make a mistake, but as a father, are you blameless? It's obviously you who are the most sorry to the ancestors of the Nangong family!"

Listening to the accusation from his usually gentle wife, Nangong Ya's hands froze in mid-air, a look of frustration flashed across his face, and after a while he sat back on the stool in a daze, silent.

Nangong Muyan looked at the scene where her father was scolded, and just as she shouted "Mom is so awesome" in her heart, Luo Siyi turned around and stared into her eyes and asked, "Yan'er, tell me who that person is?"

"Mom, what's wrong with me telling you? Do you want to capture that person and force him to marry me?"

Nangong Muyan said it casually, but seeing Luo Siyi's serious expression, she knew she was right.

"Mom, please don't!" Nangong Muyan was a little panicked, and hurriedly opened her mouth to ask Luo Siyi to give up this idea: "Let's not harm him, okay? You don't know how much he hates me, and you still let me marry him, this is not..."

Nangong Muyan's words came to an abrupt end, because Luo Siyi slowly stood up while she was speaking, and while she and Nangong Ya didn't react, she pulled out the hairpin on her head and pressed it against her neck.

"Siyi! What are you doing?"

Nangong Ya's eyes were red with anger, and he wanted to stop Luo Siyi's action, but she stopped him with a sharp voice: "Don't touch me!"

"Mom!"

Nangong Muyan was also anxious, and sat up suddenly from the bed: "What are you doing? Let's talk it out, don't seek death all the time-"

The silver hairpin pierced into the flesh, and a stream of bright red blood flowed along the fair skin, dyeing the sky blue collar into a dark color. It fell into Nangong Muyan's eyes and felt very dazzling.

"It's Zhou Yi!" Nangong Muyan accepted her fate: "The child is Zhou Yi's."

"Who is Zhou Yi?" Luo Siyi still didn't put down the hairpin.

"I... I don't know."

Nangong Muyan told the truth. She had met Zhou Yi twice before they slept together. One time, she climbed over the wall and knocked him down at Jiang Ning's house. Another time, she knocked him unconscious and tied him up in the wasteland. She knew nothing about Zhou Yi's identity.

Luo Siyi thought Nangong Muyan wanted to hide it again. She moved her wrist and saw that she was about to stab into her flesh again. Nangong Muyan wanted to cry but had no tears: "Mom, I can swear that I didn't lie to you. I really don't know!"

"You just know a name and you are..." Luo Siyi didn't believe it.

"I, I, I..." Nangong Muyan gritted her teeth and said, "I just fell in love with him at first sight! I liked him so much when I saw him! I was so obsessed that I didn't ask anything but his name!"

Luo Siyi and Nangong Ya's faces froze at the same time, thinking at the same time, this Zhou Yi must be a demon, who could bewitch their daughters like this.

"Then draw him, and I'll send someone to find him." Nangong Ya looked at Nangong Muyan with a complicated expression.

Nangong Muyan looked hesitant, Luo Siyi raised her chin again, poked the hairpin into the wound, and threatened: "Yan'er, do you want to see your mother die in front of you?"

Nangong Muyan was immediately caught: "I'll draw, I'll draw now!"

Turning over and getting out of bed and walking to the table, Nangong Muyan took out a piece of paper and spread it on the table. Nangong Ya volunteered to come over to help grind the ink, but was rejected: "No, I'll draw with indigo."

She only knows how to sketch, not brush painting.

Nangong Muyan took the eyebrow-drawing indigo and "brushed" twice, outlining Zhou Yi's features, and then handed it to Nangong Ya.

Nangong Ya took the drawing paper and looked at it. The man in the painting had sharp edges and three-dimensional features. He could barely be called a "handsome man", but he was still far from the stunning beauty he imagined.

"You fell in love at first sight with his appearance?"

Nangong Ya was puzzled and shocked: "Your father was more handsome than him when he was young, and your vision-" "

Shut up!" Luo Siyi threw down her hairpin and shouted at Nangong Ya: "What nonsense are you talking about? Why don't you arrange someone to find him?"

The powerful official immediately stopped talking in anger, took the drawing paper and turned around and walked out of the room.

After Nangong Ya left, Nangong Muyan looked at Luo Siyi with a frosty face and smiled ingratiatingly: "Mom, don't be angry, go find Li Jiu to treat the wound, it won't look good if there is a scar."

Luo Siyi glanced at Nangong Muyan dimly: "Behave yourself in the future and don't do anything out of line again."

"I promise! If you mess around again, I'll be a bastard!" Nangong Muyan raised three fingers without hesitation and swore.

In the end, Luo Siyi said nothing. After looking at Nangong Muyan meaningfully, she left.

"Alas... Now my gentle mother is gone..." Nangong Muyan sighed and lay down on the bed again, feeling exhausted physically and mentally.

The more Nangong Muyan thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. When she thought of the instigator of all this, she wanted to drag Yuwen Xuan out of the coffin and whip his corpse.