Chapter 372 How could I refuse Ali's invitation?
The little girl sat obediently to one side, neither happy nor sad.
The crowd's expressions turned strange.
no!
How can you sit still like that?
You were almost killed by a mentally unstable SSS-level powerhouse!
Shouldn't you be frightened?
Or if the enemy gets killed in return, you can gloat a little.
Qu Tong, unaware of everyone's thoughts, lowered her head and replied to the messages.
"You go back first, I have some things to take care of, I'll be back later." A deep voice sounded in her ear, and Si Yuting appeared behind her without her noticing.
Qu Tong nodded, realizing that she should have experienced all these troubles herself.
After returning, Qu Tong inquired with Steward Chi about the news of the previous emperor, Si Xian.
Butler Chi naturally spoke his mind, saying everything that should and shouldn't be said.
If she hadn't suddenly met him today, she wouldn't have remembered that the royal family had a deposed emperor.
Si Xian's relationship with the Emperor, Empress, and Si Yuting was not good, to the point that she had never seen them since her marriage.
The main reason is probably related to the previous empress.
Lan Jianghong's cousin can only be considered Si Xian's favored concubine, not Si Chen's biological mother.
Si Xian retired 13 years ago, which was the second year after Si Yuting was promoted to major general.
Although he has abdicated, he still has eyes and ears in some of the senior members of the National Assembly, and he manages the gene pool of the Canaan Empire.
Qu Tong had expected some unexpected situations to occur today, but nothing happened, which made her somewhat suspicious.
*
Meanwhile, at a private hospital in the capital city.
Several important members of the Lan family were present, with the only exception being the square-faced man standing in the corner.
The man was dressed in a dark blue outfit, somewhere between military uniform and casual wear. He was tall and had a restrained aura. His square face was expressionless, which contrasted sharply with the pain and repression of the Lan family.
But no one said a word about him, because he wasn't originally a member of the Lan family.
Lan Xingrui's body was brought back, and two doctors in white coats were examining him.
“Xingrui has top-grade medicine on him, how could he so easily fall into a mental breakdown?” Although Lan Jianghong had seen the test report issued by the Central Hospital, he still didn’t quite believe it.
Xingrui knew that Qu Tong wanted to kill him, but Qu Tong only had an SS-level and an S-level with him at the time. They weren't even worthy of exposing his grandson's true strength, so how could he possibly have a mental breakdown?
He had his suspicions that Si Yuting had driven Lan Xingye to a mental breakdown, but there were records of Si Yuting's mecha appearing in the footage, which contradicted the time when the residents noticed the buildings being destroyed by mental energy.
Therefore, it is necessary to have someone examine it in detail in person.
Disappointingly, the result was the same as what the police had given.
After more than a day of adjustment, Lan Weiying has calmed down.
She had a strange feeling from the moment she saw her older brother's body, and it wasn't until she received the report that she finally understood.
"The fatal wound was that the broken sword pierced through his heart, and there was no trace of lightning-type supernatural power left in my brother's body."
Mental power can be used to mobilize supernatural abilities or directly. Si Yuting is undoubtedly the strongest combat force in the empire. He can defeat Lan Xingrui in his riotous state using only mental power, but this is clearly not in line with his habits.
After Lan Weiying reminded them, the others also thought of it.
But despite the fact that it didn't fit, after a group of people discussed it, they couldn't come up with any other reasonable explanation.
Who knows, Si Yuting might have just acted on a whim, not wanting to use his mental power, and casually picked up a broken sword to kill the person.
"Marshal, thank you for escorting us back. The King still needs you by his side, and I have some family matters to attend to, so I won't keep you any longer." Lan Jianghong respectfully clasped his hands in a fist salute to the silent man beside him.
The man nodded slightly and reached out to stop Lan Yuanhui, who was about to get up: "No need to see me off."
Lan Yuanhui received a look from his father and sat back down.
After everyone left, Lan Jianghong brought up the topic again: "Xiaoying, what was that about the princess threatening you?"
He didn't go to the scene; he was summoned directly to the palace. He only heard the police's description of the incident and Xiaoying's statement in court, and didn't have time to ask any questions in detail.
Lan Weiying recalled the fleeting, cold smile in Qu Tong's eyes when he said those words, feeling both horrified and amused.
"It's nothing. She said she was going to harm me. She mouthed it with her back to everyone." Lan Weiying didn't hide anything.
"What right does she have to say that? If it weren't for Si Yuting, how could she compare to our Xiaoying?" Lan Yuanhui clenched his fist angrily.
Upon hearing this, Lan Weiying pursed her lips and remained silent.
Lan Jianghong took in all of this and, unusually seriously, advised Lan Weiying: "Now that things have come to this, put away all your previous thoughts."
He had known about his granddaughter's admiration for Si Yuting for a long time, and even supported it.
Si Yuting is young and promising, with strong background and resources. If we can join forces, he will surely help the Lan family reach even greater heights.
Even if Si Yuting's fertility rate is zero, it doesn't matter. The Lan family has many collateral branches, and there are three direct descendants in this area. They won't miss one more.
However, Si Yuting had an arranged marriage from the previous generation, and he couldn't bring himself to interfere, so he could only rely on Xiaoying to fight for it herself.
Even after he got married, his thinking didn't change. He believed that marriage was a divorce, and in his eyes, no one was more valuable than him in a second marriage.
But now, it's impossible for it to have any value anymore.
"I understand, Grandpa." Lan Weiying didn't struggle at all.
With her older brother's death in between, how could she possibly still have any hope for him?
Lan Jianghong was very satisfied with Lan Weiying's decisiveness; she was indeed the Lan family heir he had personally trained.
But thinking about the business matters of the past few days gave me a headache again.
Outside the ward, the man who should have left long ago leaned against the wall, his gaze fixed on one spot as if he were thinking about something.
Footsteps came from the other end of the corridor, and the man got up and disappeared through the door.
It was one of the doctors who had just performed the examination.
It was evening, and the doctor had changed out of his work clothes and was preparing to go home.
Just as he stepped out of the hospital, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
They were dragged away like a dead dog.
*
Si Yuting was busy until very late when he got home. Just as he was about to go back to his room to continue working, his wife came over.
She sat on his lap.
Si Yuting didn't look at her, but simply put his hand around her from the outside, encircling her in the middle, and continued to handle his work.
"Click-"
The belt buckle is loose.
Si Yuting stopped typing.
Qu Tong lowered her head, looking very bored, and then snapped the button shut with a "click".
Then it was untied and then fastened again.
The crisp sound was particularly noticeable, even alluring, in the quiet room.
"Is it fun?"
A low, husky voice sounded from above.
"No..." Qu Tong had just raised her head when her lips were sealed tightly.
A smile flickered in her eyes as she leaned slightly away from Si Yuting's chest, their lips barely touching.
"Is Your Highness no longer working?"
Si Yuting's eyes were deep black: "How could I refuse such an obvious invitation from Ali?"
"Um."
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