The Prime Minister Seduced Me to Give Birth

Jiang Zhongxing thumped the table fiercely, "Yan Beichen is too daring, and the future wife of the prince's mansion dares to grab it in broad daylight!"

Jiang Youzhi squinted, "Father, I thought about it, it is a disaster to keep Yan Beichen and his son after all."

"Is there any way--"

Jiang Zhongxing's expression was solemn, "In the court, there are many people who secretly want to move their father and son. In the past, many people impeached them, but it was useless."

Jiang Youzhi asked, "Does the emperor care?"

Jiang Zhongxing shook his head, "Yan Beichen is very good at figuring out the Sacred Heart. The emperor knows some of the things their father and son did."

He said angrily: "Their father and son sold their officials and rank, and the imperial court was made into a miasma, and the emperor turned a blind eye."

"The matter of jointly attacking Daliao with Dajin was also promoted by their father and son."

"I can't do that kind of flattery, even if the emperor doesn't listen to anything."

Seeing that his father was angry, Jiang Youzhi comforted him, "This matter can't be rushed."

"We have to wait for a chance, until Yan Beichen loses his Sacred Heart, before he can move to him in one go. Right now, we can first collect some of his crimes, and slowly contact some officials in the DPRK who are dissatisfied with their father and son."

Jiang Zhongxing calmed down a little and nodded, "It's not bad at your age to be able to think of this."

Jiang Youzhi was still thinking, to make Yan Beichen lose his Sacred Heart, the only way to touch the emperor's inverse scales.

In his opinion, what the emperor cared about most was the dragon chair under his butt.

Jiang Youzhi thought of the masked people today. Lin Shuo said that they were either dead men or good players in the arena. He felt that maybe a gap could be opened from here.

At this moment, Yan Beichen, who Jiang Youzhi was thinking about, had already rode to the gate of the city.

Yang Ying got out of her aunt Yang's car and was about to get on her own carriage.

On the way just now, my aunt told her a lot, saying that Miss Gu might be the wife of the prince, so she must have a good relationship with Miss Gu.

She nodded and agreed. She knew that her family was down and wanted to return to the elite circle in the capital. The boys in the family had to study hard, take the imperial examinations, and the girls had to try to marry into high-ranking families.

The coachman set up the stool, and Yang Ying was just about to step on it, when suddenly there was a rush of hooves, she couldn't help turning her head to look.

Yan Beichen was full of anger and rushed to the city gate in one breath.

Suddenly a moon-white cloak flashed in front of his eyes, and he quickly reined in and slowed down his horse.

Although he knew it couldn't be Gu Yunjiao, he still looked at the woman wearing the moon white cloak.

Yang Ying immediately met his eyes.

Yan Beichen, who is known as the number one ghost in the capital, will never be forgotten.

He soon discovered that this woman was the one who had been following Gu Yunjiao before.

This woman was also born beautiful, with a shy look on her face.

Yan Beichen had nowhere to vent his anger, and when he saw Yang Ying, he rode his horse over, stretched out his hand, wrapped her arms around her waist, and threw her on the horse's back.

Yang Ying only felt that the world was spinning and screamed.

After a while, Yang Ying realized that she was lying on the horse's back with her head down, and the horse was jolting.

It's also Yang Ying's bad luck.

If she vomited on Yan Beichen this time, Yan Beichen would throw her off the horse on the spot, and she would definitely be injured, but it would be better than being taken back to the house by Yan Beichen.