After confirming Fu Jingchao's innocence, Shen Mochen decided to meet Miss Yan in person.
He was dressed in white and walking in the cold dungeon holding a lantern.
Yan Zhi was shivering in the prison, her thin clothes were not able to withstand the cold at all.
Suddenly the door was opened, and the jailer came over and pulled her up directly, "Someone wants to see you."
Yan Zhi was dragged to the interrogation room and pushed to the ground.
She slowly raised her head and saw first the stain-free clothes, and then a face as pale as water.
Shen Mochen sat on the chair and looked at her with a cold expression, "Miss Yan, I've heard of you for a long time."
Yan Zhi's face was livid from the cold, and she quickly guessed who the person in front of her was. She begged, "Mr. Shen, I was wrong. I shouldn't have been wishful thinking. I just admired King Luo too much."
Shen Mochen leaned on the chair and looked at her, indifferent.
Yan Zhi cried and said, "Please let me go once. I promise not to set foot here again after leaving Yan Nan."
She knew she was in danger at the moment the incident happened, and now she just wants a chance to survive.
Shen Mochen chuckled lightly, "Miss Yan, treating people like fools is not a good habit."
"Don't worry, after tonight, all the influence of your Yan clan in the vicinity will be wiped out, and no one will come to save you."
Shen Mochen committed murder and committed suicide, leaving no hope for her.
Yan Zhi suddenly struggled, "I want to see King Luo. He can't treat me like this. We agreed to cooperate."
"Cooperation?" Shen Mochen said sarcastically, "The Yan family is worthy, but they are just thieves."
"I want to see him, he can't be so heartless to me." Yan Zhi's eyes turned red, and she was a little crazy.
The warder directly tied her to the iron frame with chains, raised the whip in his hand and said, "Be honest."
Shen Mochen raised his eyes and looked at her, "I am the most compassionate person, so I won't torture you."
Yan Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.
"Have you ever heard of the beauty fan?" Shen Mochen stood up and approached him, and the fan gently slid across her face. "The fan is made by peeling off the breath of a beauty, and painting on it is said to be extremely beautiful."
Yan Zhi was laughing so hard that she gritted her teeth and almost fainted.
"Don't Miss Yan call herself a beauty? This face is just perfect for a beauty fan." Shen Mochen said lightly.
"Tell me, what do you want?" Yan Zhi said in a hoarse voice, "Why threaten me like this."
"Miss Yan is indeed a smart person." Shen Mochen said with satisfaction, "If you don't cooperate, I will make Beauty Slap a reality."
"You'll die if you cooperate, so it doesn't matter how you die." Yan Zhi endured the fear in her heart and finally had the backbone for once.
She can die, but she still has her mother and relatives behind her, and she cannot betray them.
Even if the outside forces are completely wiped out, the Yan family has been operating in Yulin for many years and has deep roots and deep love. As long as they don't leave Yulin to save their lives, there will still be no problem.
Shen Mochen was not angry, but said calmly, "Actually, I don't necessarily need to know. It doesn't mean much whether you tell me or not."
Yan Ling, who is still imprisoned in Zhuangzi, has already given an explanation, and they have found a lot of things from the corners of the mouth of Yan Zhi's confidant, Zilan.
As for Yan Chu, the most threatening person in the Yan family, it is a headache for the emperor.
The light in Yan Zhi's eyes slowly extinguished, "That young master is still wasting his time on me."
"Blow it up as you like. If you explode something interesting, you'll make a profit." After Shen Mochen said that, he left. There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and Yan Zhi was waiting for an ending without tomorrow.
After Shen Mochen came out of the dungeon, he carefully read Zilan's interrogation record. The Yan family is typically a man of both sides and has secret dealings with many forces.
Because of past rumors, many forces gave the Yan family face, but after bursting this bubble, the Yan family has some strength but not much.
"Don't worry about Yanchu for now, just leave it to trouble the emperor." Shen Mochen confessed.
When the sky was getting slightly brighter, Xiao Han came back with a full body of blood and energy to report, "All the forces near the Yan family have been wiped out."
"Kill those who deserve to be killed, and interrogate those who deserve to be interrogated. You can see for yourselves." Shen Mochen said.
Qingsi came in and saluted and asked, "What are you going to do with Miss Yan, Master?"
"Why, King Luo must be feeling distressed, right?" Shen Mochen couldn't help but stabbed.
Qingsi quickly explained, "No, the prince meant to take care of Yan Ling along with him. Keeping him is also a hidden danger."
"I understand." Shen Mochen nodded.
Qingsi didn't dare to say any more and quickly left.
At dawn, everything seemed to be calm again. Fu Jingchao fell ill and had a fever because of the cold bath.
Shen Mochen took Yan Zhi directly to Zhuangzi and let them meet before he died.
The black cloth covering Yan Zhi's head was removed, and the sunlight stung her so hard that she couldn't open her eyes. It took her a while to get used to it, and she looked around in a completely unfamiliar environment.
"Where am I?" she asked.
"Bring you to meet someone." Shen Mochen said.
Banxia opened the door herself, and a foul smell hit her face.
After a while, there was finally movement, and Yan Zhi appeared at the gate crawling.
The once beautiful androgynous young master, whose proud appearance had been completely ruined, was reduced to a handful of bones, and his body exuded an unpleasant smell.
"Yan Ling?" Yan Zhi said in disbelief, then laughed to herself.
Yan Ling was already in their hands, which at least meant that Fu Jingchao had deceived her from the beginning, and she thought she had hope of ascending to the throne.
"You guys are really scheming..." Yan Zhi laughed and cried at the same time.
"It's you and the Yan family who are too greedy." Shen Mochen said.
Yan Ling was imprisoned for more than half a year. After falling completely from the cloud, his mind was no longer normal. He tried hard to climb out.
Shen Mochen signaled, and his men threw a dagger and a bottle of poison into the room.
"After three days, I will ask someone to open the door. If one of you two is alive, then I will let the living person go." Shen Mochen said.
"If you want us to kill each other, you might as well just kill me!" Yan Zhi said loudly.
Unfortunately, no one listened to her, so she was pushed into the room, Yan Ling was also pulled in, and Banxia locked the door from the outside.
"Let me out, you let me out..."
"I don't want to stay with him..."
Yan Zhi banged on the door frantically inside, and Shen Mochen said, "Let's go, we'll see the results in three days."
Banxia asked in confusion, "Master, why did you do that?"
"I'm too lazy to dirty my hands." Shen Mochen looked a little sleepy, "Don't the Yan family like to plot, let them plot against each other until the end."
Three days later, Banxia brought someone to open the door, and the smell of blood made her want to vomit.
The two men were stabbed several times and fell dead in a pool of blood.
