"My Elder Brother is My Husband" - (34) Returning Home

In the evening, someone from the Marquis of Huaiyin's residence arrived, carrying out Yan Rong's orders to invite Yan Jing and Yan Luan back to the residence. It seemed that their conversation was about Yan Fei.
"Then let's go back and remove you from the list of those who went to the capital for summer retreat."
Yan Jing didn't say much, but gently stroked Yan Luan's delicate wrist adorned with a jade bracelet. Both Empress Dowager Chu and the Emperor were going on this summer retreat, and the journey was bound to be fraught with danger. For safety's sake, he didn't want Yan Luan to go, but Yan Luan had to tell her father about it herself.
"I...I don't want to go back to the manor..." Yan Luan said in a muffled voice, her head bowed the whole time.
"Is it because of us?" Yan Jing wasn't surprised. His A-Luan had never been a brave woman; she was used to running away and refusing. He pulled her into his arms, gently stroking her uneasy back, and said in a deep voice, "This time I was too hasty. If it weren't for... But now that we've come this far, I don't regret it. You don't need to be afraid; your older brother will always protect you."
Even if incest is against the natural order, he will bear the guilt and stay with her, and he will not let her suffer any grievances or harm.
"Ah Luan, let go of your worries soon. Your second brother and I are afraid we can't live without you for the rest of our lives." He smiled helplessly yet resolutely, cupped her bewildered face in his hands, and gently pressed his thin lips to her smooth forehead.
...
Princess Yongkang left the manor for her fiefdom, and Yan Rong took charge of all the important affairs of the manor. When Yan Fei was sent back by the Chu family after committing a serious crime, there was also an imperial edict from Emperor Qi Ling, ordering Yan Fei to be executed. Upon hearing this, Yan Rong felt compassion, so he sent someone to invite Yan Luan back to the manor, hoping that she would forgive Yan Fei and spare her life.
"Father, if it weren't for Marquis Wu'an (Wang Anzhi) catching A-Luan yesterday, I think you know what the consequences would have been."
Yan Jing had long seen through his half-sister Yan Fei and had disliked her intensely for years. Fortunately, she had never dared to cause any major harm to Yan Luan, so he had allowed her to live until now, but unexpectedly, she had become a source of trouble.
Yan Jing's voice was chillingly cold. Yan Fei, who was kneeling on the ground pleading desperately, dared not utter a sound. She could only prostrate herself at Yan Luan's feet, her thin shoulders trembling, sobbing.
Sitting at the head of the table, Yan Rong's face was tense. Both his daughters were equally beloved, but because of Madam Bian, he felt a slight greater affection for Yan Fei. He had previously been furious about Princess Yongkang sending Yan Fei to the Chu family as a concubine, but Princess Yongkang's attitude was resolute, so he had no choice but to give up. He had arranged for various means of support for his illegitimate daughter and even pressured Chu Meng to elevate Yan Fei to the status of legitimate wife.
But this unexpected turn of events has put him in a difficult position.
"Ah Jing, she is still your sister, Ah Luan's older sister. She acted rashly because she was momentarily blinded by greed. Please forgive her this time..."
Yan Jing casually tossed the teacup lid between his fingers onto the lotus-patterned teacup, the clear sound interrupting Yan Rong's words. He smiled gently and said, "Father, this isn't the first or second time we've spared her. If you had given her a white silk noose today, she could still have a whole body. But if we wait for Mother to return, given her love for A-Luan, I'm afraid you wouldn't even be able to gather all the pieces of her body from the moat."
This is the real Yan Jing. Beneath his refined mask lies an unparalleled ruthlessness. His seemingly casual words are actually quite chilling.
Yan Rong was quite embarrassed. Indeed, if they waited for Princess Yongkang to return, he probably wouldn't even have a chance to speak...
"No! Brother, please spare me! I really didn't mean to! I don't know what happened, I just reached out my hand, please don't kill me!"
Yan Fei was utterly terrified by Yan Jing's words. She seemed to have already imagined the horrific scene of herself being torn to pieces and submerged in the moat. She then hugged Yan Jing's leg and burst into tears as if grasping at the last straw.
As Yan Luan fiddled with the jade tassel on the fan handle, she recalled the horrific face of Yan Fei when she pushed her down yesterday. If no one had caught her, would she have stood upstairs watching her lying in a pool of blood, laughing maniacally and saying she deserved it?
"Ah Luan, Ah Luan! Please, for the sake of our sisterhood, spare me! I really didn't mean to kill you! Waaah!"
After being kicked away by Yan Jing, Yan Fei threw herself at Yan Luan's feet, crying miserably.
"Sisters? It was Chu Yunshang who made you do it yesterday, wasn't it? No wonder she suddenly got into a fight with Jiang Fuyuan. She was trying to create an opportunity for you, wasn't she? What are you planning to do? Tell others that I accidentally fell down? Maybe you can put on a show of sisterly affection and regret for not saving me in time?"
Yesterday, the group went to change clothes together, but Chu Yunshang and Jiang Fuyuan got into an argument over a vest. Neither of them would give in, so they had to wait a while. Yan Luan finished changing first and waited for Jiang Fuyuan outside, which inadvertently created an opportunity for Yan Fei.
Perhaps Yan Luan was right, for Yan Fei was flustered and at a loss for words for a few seconds.
"No, no! Ah Luan, I really didn't mean to push you. By the time I realized what was happening, you had already fallen. It won't happen again! Really, please let me go!"
Yan Luan didn't intend to kill her. Whether Yan Fei lived or died was the same to her. She was just really afraid of the hysterical Yan Fei who had tried to kill her yesterday...
Seeing Yan Luan wavering, Yan Jing's smile deepened, as if he had known all along that she wouldn't make up her mind. He could only look sharply at his father, Yan Rong.
"As Father said, they are still our own sisters, so let them be spared the death penalty."
Not to mention Yan Fei, even Yan Rong, who had been sitting at the head of the table with a worried expression, brightened up. He was wary of his eldest son in many ways, and now that he had finally spoken, he quickly stood up and asked, "Really? Your father..."
Yan Jing waved his hand, not wanting to listen to Yan Rong's high-sounding words. Turning the gemstone ring on his pinky finger, he said casually, "It's true, but although the death penalty can be waived, some punishment is still necessary."
Seeing a glimmer of hope, Yan Fei immediately stopped crying, knelt at Yan Jing's feet, and kowtowed, pleading with utmost sincerity, "Brother, I'm willing to be punished. Just spare my life, I'll do anything!"
"That's natural. If you want to punish someone, then use the family rules."
Having pulled Yan Fei back from the brink of death, Yan Rong naturally wouldn't mind the punishment. In his view, the heaviest punishment was family law. He had spared Yan Fei's life, so he had to give Yan Luan an explanation.
"Family rules?" Yan Jing raised an eyebrow, neither confirming nor denying, his handsome face radiating a gentle expression.
Yan Luan's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason. Having spent these past few days with Yan Jing, she had come to understand him better. The more he feigned kindness, the more it revealed the ruthlessness in his heart. Looking at Yan Rong and Yan Fei, who were lost in their own gloating, she felt they were celebrating too soon.
"Let's skip the family discipline. A mere illegitimate child isn't worth the trouble. As the saying goes, an eye for an eye... Guards, take her to Lingfeng Pavilion. I think we should just throw her off the second floor. She shouldn't die. What do you think, A-Luan?"
"Ahem, let your elder brother handle it."
Yan Luan didn't even want to look at the shocked Yan Rong and Yan Fei anymore. Holding her brocade fan to her forehead, she felt a chill run down her spine. She was now genuinely afraid of Yan Jing.

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