Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 87 - 83: Three Generations of Grandparents and Grandchildren, A Hundred-Year Evil Fate [On Shelves Tomorrow]

Chapter 87: Chapter 83: Three Generations of Grandparents and Grandchildren, A Hundred-Year Evil Fate [On Shelves Tomorrow]

"La la la la~"

In the boudoir, the young girl seemed especially cheerful today, sitting in front of the vanity, even humming a tune while facing the mirror.

She pulled open the drawer; Yan Yurou usually never wore any jewelry or used any makeup, which undoubtedly made her very low-key.

Looking at the brand-new rouge in the drawer, the girl smiled sweetly, opened the box herself, picked up the delicate eyebrow pencil, and lightly dabbed a few times in the box, staining the corners of her eyes with a vivid red color.

This was her first time applying makeup.

Knock, knock, knock—

Suddenly, a somewhat urgent knock came from outside the door.

Without turning around, as if she knew who it was, the girl simply said, "Daddy, the door is not locked, come in."

The door opened.

The man Yan Yurou called Daddy was tall and burly, with a handsome face that truly could be described as beautiful, no wonder his daughter turned out so outstanding; now, Yan Zhongxu was still somewhat shy of forty.

Watching his daughter doing her makeup, Yan Zhongxu seemed to see the image of his late wife, having rushed back home from the State City overnight, and the reason was naturally...

"Yu Rou, you look very much like your mother."

"Mmm, Daddy, sit down and talk."

The girl obediently nodded.

The man sighed, but still walked in and sat down on the chair; his eyes seemed somewhat melancholic.

"Your mother was also like this, always liked to keep things to herself and never spoke about them, faced difficulties alone secretly; why didn’t you tell Daddy, Daddy would risk even this old life to help you call off this marriage..."

Speaking up to here, Yan Zhongxu’s face showed a bit of confusion, as if he had forgotten what to say next, staring at the girl applying makeup, and suddenly blurted out.

"Yu Rou, have you started learning makeup? Daddy is really looking forward to the day you marry Jiang Feng."

Extremely bizarre.

But the girl holding the rouge, just smiling lightly, she knows what her father wants to say, if she speaks up, Daddy will definitely try to help her call off the marriage.

But that poison curse called "speech," only used for the brutal torture of the most villainous prisoners in the Netherworld Prison, had been cast upon her whole family, young and old.

Phenomena like this were frequent in this house, whenever those unmentionable issues were brought up, everyone seemed to forget what they were going to say next, even she had seen her Grandfather and Uncle tortured by this curse to a point where life was worse than death...

"Damn it."

Holding his forehead, Yan Zhongxu seemed already accustomed to such daily occurrences, covering his head, the confused memories surged through his mind, but his daughter spoke at this moment.

"Daddy, how did you know? Did Uncle tell you?"

Taking a deep breath, he knew the conversation could not linger on cancelling the marriage, so he followed his daughter’s topic.

"No, not exactly, since Uncle Zhang is also your uncle and he watched not only you grow up, but me as well, I understand him very well."

"I had previously gone to ask him about the matter regarding those people from Fan Yin Sect, but Uncle Zhang kept silent about it, which was a bit strange by itself; later I learned it was because they came to the city to hunt for a criminal."

"When Xue Wuwei had an accident, originally I thought it was their own fault, but later it involved the whole Xue family, the County Magistrate, several disciples from the Immortal Sect, and the lives of five or six people, including cultivators."

"From that moment, I understood, it’s very likely you."

Upon hearing this, Yan Yurou finally put down the rouge box, walked toward the wardrobe, took out the brand-new wedding dress, the design was grand, with golden patterns as decoration on the cuffs and the back, one could tell its impressive value just by looking.

She shook the wedding dress slightly, originally she planned to wear it on her wedding day, but unexpectedly, it had to be moved forward.

"Our Yan Family has been assisting the local County Magistrate with solving cases and capturing criminals for many years. Your fourth uncle even lost his arm in doing so. The purpose was to protect the well-being of the people in our county. Since the Yan Family is loved by the people, it is natural for us to put all our efforts into serving them."

"But recently, there have been continuous incidents, involving even my future son-in-law."

"At first, I didn’t know why you came to State City to find me. I thought it was because we haven’t seen each other for months and you missed your father. Now, it seems that it was to give enough space for the Xue family and the local yamen to act."

"Taking away the other two Qi Refinement Level 9 guards under the pretext of ensuring your safety allows others to act freely."

With a complex look in her eyes, Yan Yurou has always maintained the image of a proper lady both publicly and privately, so many people only suspect the Yan Family and not Yan Yurou herself.

It seems like County Magistrate Sun and Su Yi have guessed that it’s the Yan Family, and even guessed it’s the high-ranking members within the clan, as only they would have enough influence. Accompanying Zhang Nian back to Qingshui County, everyone’s attention was focused on him.

Or perhaps, on Yan Zhongxu, but no one considered that.

If Yan Yurou really wanted to keep Jiang Feng safe, knowing that her fiancé survived a deadly ordeal and continued to face accidents, she should have directly brought Jiang Feng back to her home, or have stayed at Jiang Feng’s place.

Instead, she chose to leave Qingshui County for nearly a month at this critical moment.

"Dad, you’re wrong about one thing. I went to State City naturally because I hadn’t seen my father for a long time. As for the incidents in the county, they were just coincidental."

"How are you going to end this!"

His tone intensified, even showing some annoyance.

He wasn’t annoyed that his daughter was disobedient, nor was he upset that she did so many things behind his back, and certainly not that she manipulated various forces to harm Jiang Feng.

Rather.

He was worried about how his daughter could continue to live.

At this point, Jiang Feng has realized the truth, and given his recent way of handling matters, it’s likely Rou will not escape from him. Who would let go of someone who wants them dead?

If anyone dared to harbor intentions to kill Yan Yurou, they would face the violent retaliation of the Yan Family, and he would even directly go to State City, contacting old friends acquainted with his father, among them Nascent Soul Stage powerhouses!

But these preparations are useless against one person.

The girl remained silent, her face still gentle, silently walked to her father, reached out and tugged at the man’s clothes. This gesture did not change Yan Zhongxu’s expression.

He knew what his daughter was watching.

"Father and Second Grandfather must have had a hard time over the years."

Looking at the collar-like marks on the man’s neck, his skin was already reddened, and his father, not yet forty, already had some gray at his temples, showing the extent of the efforts Yan Zhongxu had made for his daughter.

Only she could save the Yan Family.

"Master, Master! Miss!"

"Young Master, the Young Master has broken in!"

"He’s holding a sword, and nobody can stop him, Master! Miss! What should we do!"

The commotion from outside drew the attention of the father and daughter, the man immediately stood up, about to give an order in his anger, but his words were stuck in his throat, and it was only moments later that he anxiously changed his words.

"Yu Rou, you leave first through the back door, let your Second Grandfather take you. His strength is decent, at least he can protect you outside."

However, Yan Yurou interrupted her father, even gently pushing him out of the room.

"Daughter needs to change her clothes, please ask Father to let Jiang Lang... let my husband wait a moment."

Looking out the window, the girl seemed to see through walls, seeing the young man covered in wounds, holding the three-foot green blade, approaching the backyard step by step.

"Three generations of our lineage, a hundred-year fate, let’s end it today..."

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