Why are you so stubborn?
He Lanyi was furious. She leaned closer to him and said harshly, "Acheng, haven't you figured it out yet? Yanyan is mine now! Her body, her everything, has been given to me! She's carrying my child! She's no longer your wife!"
"I don't care!"
With red eyes, Helan Cheng said resolutely, "Yanyan's children are my children! They are also of the Helan family bloodline! I will treat them as my own!"
He Lanyi never expected that He Lancheng would fall so deeply in love with Yanyan. The decisive move he had planned earlier had no effect on him at all.
He didn't know how to argue with him for a moment.
Their eyes met, both filled with an unwavering determination and a resolute resolve to win.
Just then, Li Yunyan's soft and gentle voice called out from outside.
"My husband!"
"Husband?"
Hearing the sound, Helan Yi stood up and warned Helan Cheng, "If you don't want to see her die, don't give yourself away! We'll talk about this later!"
He Lancheng gripped the bedding tightly, feeling a thousand resentments, but he also knew that what he said was right.
He Lanyi opened the door and saw Li Yunyan standing in front of it. Her anxious expression eased when she saw him.
"Yanyan, what's wrong?"
Li Yunyan first curtsied to Helan Yi, who was looking at them from inside the house, then looked up and said, "Husband, it's snowing. I saw your cloak was still inside, so I thought you had gone out like that!"
He Lanyi squeezed her small hand and found it was a little cold, so he cupped it in his palm. "It's cold outside, so don't come out. Just have Qingyin give it to me!"
"I was just worried about you!" Li Yunyan said sweetly.
She draped the cloak over him and then raised her hand to tie the ribbon around his neck.
"Then I'm leaving!"
"Okay! Come back soon!"
Helan Yi gazed intently at her, then suddenly lowered his head and planted a kiss on her forehead. Before taking a step, he turned back and gave Helan Cheng a warning look.
Li Yunyan gave a coquettish sigh and watched his figure disappear out of the courtyard gate.
After he walked away, Li Yunyan turned around, curtsied to He Lanyi who was still looking in her direction, and went back to her room.
He Lancheng was deeply hurt by what he saw.
They bid him a reluctant farewell, their time spent together intimately, their eyes filled with undisguised love for each other.
They treated him as an outsider, completely isolating him from them!
But clearly Li Yunyan is his wife!
If he hadn't been poisoned, the person who had bid her a reluctant farewell just now would clearly have been him!
He Lancheng felt he could no longer sit idly by and wait for his death. Although he had not yet recovered, he could still do a lot of things!
He asked in a deep voice, "Qianfan, you are your brother's man, aren't you?"
Qianfan calmly replied, "Yes."
"Brother, have you investigated who poisoned me before?"
"Yes, my lord has been sending people to investigate!"
Qianfan went into the inner room and took out a stack of books from a hidden drawer. "This is the information we've gathered. Now that the Second Young Master has woken up, he probably has more clues than we do!"
He Lancheng reached out and took it, saying, "I understand."
*
When Li Yunyan arrived in the afternoon, He Lancheng was already walking around the house in circles with Qianfan's help.
He Lancheng looked at her, his eyes already calm, and greeted her gently, "Sister-in-law."
"How are you feeling today, brother?"
"Much better."
Li Yunyan had him sit at the table and raised her hand to take his pulse.
Helan Cheng lowered his eyes, restraining himself as he looked at the slender white fingers resting on his wrist.
After a moment, she withdrew her finger and said with a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, there's nothing seriously wrong. Brother, you must control your emotions in the future and never be as agitated as you were yesterday."
He Lancheng nodded gently, "I suddenly remembered something yesterday and frightened my sister-in-law. I'm very sorry!"
"It's alright!" Li Yunyan smiled gently. "I'm very brave!"
A smile appeared on Helan Cheng's face as he asked, seemingly casually, "Sister-in-law, you've been married into the Helan family for so long, are you getting used to it?"
"I'm used to it! Everything is fine here!"
His eyes flickered. "Is Ah Cheng good to you?"
After saying that, he put on an elder's air and said, "If he treats you badly, you can tell me, and I'll teach him a lesson for you!"
Li Yunyan smiled and lowered her head, "My husband is very good to me!"
Qingyin, who was roasting chestnuts for Li Yunyan, nodded and thought to herself: The young master seems to be doing well now, but when the young lady first married into the family, he was not so good to her!
They even made the young lady so angry that she went back to her parents' home!
Sigh! But after all, he was her son-in-law, and Qingyin knew she couldn't speak ill of him outside, so she could only vent her anger on Xiaolizi.
Why is this skin so hard?!
I'll smash it!
He Lancheng saw the maid's reaction clearly, and a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes.
As Li Yunyan got up to say goodbye, He Lancheng spoke up.
"Sister-in-law, may I borrow your maid?"
Li Yunyan turned around and looked at him with some confusion.
He smiled gently, "It's like this, I have a few clothes that have come undone. If I send them to the sewing room, it would be making a mountain out of a molehill. So I thought I'd borrow my sister-in-law's maid to sew a few stitches for me."
“Of course!” Li Yunyan smiled slightly. “Qingyin, you stay here and help your brother sew up his clothes!”
Qingyin was still worried. "Miss! I'll take you back to your room first, and then come over!"
He Lancheng nodded: "That's excellent! Sister-in-law, please have her escort you back to your room first!"
"All right!"
After they left, Helan Cheng's eyes darkened, and he asked Qianfan to bring him some clothes.
Qianfan didn't know what he was planning to do, but if he wanted to do something to the lady, he would definitely stop him.
He Lancheng said calmly, "My conscience is clear. You may tell your brother about this."
Since the second young master had said so, Qianfan no longer hesitated and took the clothes over.
He Lancheng gently tugged at each piece of clothing, causing the silk threads to break.
Qingyin arrived shortly afterward.
She thought that the young master's servant couldn't even sew up clothes that had come undone, so he probably didn't have a needle and thread either, yet he had thoughtfully brought his own sewing basket.
"Young Master, which clothes need me to sew?"
He Lancheng raised his hand, his slender fingers tapping on the table beside him, his tone gentle and casual, "These are all. You can sit here and sew!"
"yes."
Qingyin placed the sewing basket on the table, sat down casually, and picked up the first garment to begin studying it.
The fabric of the garment was luxurious, the silk thread was exquisite, and the stitching technique was unusual. Qingyin concentrated her mind, focusing all her attention on the work at hand.
"Your name is Qingyin?"
He Lancheng's voice was gentle, without a trace of aggression.
Caught off guard, Qingyin, preoccupied with her work, replied without much guile, "Yes."
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