"It's Yun Xiyue again. I haven't even had a chance to take revenge on her yet, and she's already courting death." Yun Qingran's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her dark eyes reflected a cold, icy light in the darkness.
"Revenge?" Jun Molin raised his handsome eyebrows slightly, a hint of confusion on his face.
"I used to be such a scoundrel because she led me astray." Yun Qingran found it difficult to talk about the things the original owner had done in front of him.
The original owner indulged in all sorts of vices, including eating, drinking, gambling, and whoring. Not only did he indulge in eating, drinking, and gambling, but he also frequently visited brothels to win the smiles of beautiful women, spending lavishly on them.
“You were really stupid before.” Jun Mo glanced at her; clearly, he had heard about her past affairs with prostitutes.
"That's because they're young and don't know any better," Yun Qingran said, scratching her cheek.
"Now it seems that it was Yun Xiyue who was behind this." Yun Qingran quickly changed the subject.
"I will have people keep an eye on her these next two days, and arrest her if she makes any unusual moves," Jun Molin said.
"Thank you, Your Highness, King of Beihan." After Yun Qingran finished speaking, the carriage fell silent, and the atmosphere became somewhat strange. Half of her feelings were awkward, and the other half were indescribable. This feeling made her heart race and her whole body stiffen.
"Just let me off at the next intersection," Yun Qingran continued, feigning composure.
"The excuse I gave for bringing you out was that Yan Yan and An An's old illnesses had relapsed and they needed your treatment. You should come back with me." Jun Molin also felt his heart pounding irregularly, and his throat was dry and itchy.
"Oh, okay." Yun Qingran nodded.
The two returned to the Northern Cold Prince's Mansion with this feeling. Jun An'an and Jun Yan'an were waiting at the gate. When they saw them get off the carriage, they rushed over.
"Sister, Father."
"Sister, Father."
Looking at her two well-behaved, sensible, and extremely adorable children, Yun Qingran felt a surge of maternal love.
"Yan Yan, An An." Yun Qingran squatted down, reached out and hugged the two children who ran towards her, and then took the opportunity to feel the pulse of both children.
Their pulses were indeed very similar to his own, which basically confirmed that the poison in their bodies originated from him. In other words, he was their mother.
Although they are not their own children in a formal sense, they are their own children in blood.
"Sister, don't be afraid, it's alright. Grandfather loves us very much. As long as we beg him, he won't blame you," Jun Yanyan gently comforted Yun Qingran.
I heard from the maids and servants that my sister has made a very serious mistake and is going to be beheaded by the Emperor. She must be terrified.
“Yes, sister, don’t be afraid. We will protect you and your family,” Jun An’an added.
"Why are you all so good to me?" Yun Qingran's eyes welled up with tears, and she desperately held them back.
"Because we really like our older sister." Jun Yanyan didn't dare say the rest of her thoughts aloud; her older sister was just like the mother they had imagined.
"I'm sorry." Yun Qingran hugged the two children, and finally couldn't hold back her tears, which flowed down her face.
How could that bastard of an original owner bear to leave two children in the mountains, wanting them to starve to death?
These children are so adorable, they're practically little angels. They deserve so much love.
"Sister, don't cry." Jun Yanyan raised her sleeve to wipe Yun Qingran's tears.
"Okay. Don't cry anymore." Yun Qingran wiped away her tears; if she cried any longer, Jun Molin would become suspicious.
In fact, Jun Molin already had his suspicions. She had just apologized to Yan Yan and An An, and even cried for no apparent reason.
"Yan Yan, An An, it's getting late, you should rest." Jun Molin glanced at the old woman taking care of the two of them.
The old woman immediately understood, stepped forward, picked up the two children, and gently coaxed them, "Little princess, little prince, it's time to go to sleep. You won't grow tall if you don't go to sleep early."
"Okay, let's go to sleep." The thing that little cool guy Jun An'an can't accept the most is not growing tall. He wants to grow tall, as tall as his father, and then protect his country.
"Okay, go quickly," Yun Qingran urged.
"Will my sister be there when we wake up tomorrow morning?" Jun Yanyan looked at her expectantly.
"Yes." Yun Qingran nodded.
"Great! Let's go to sleep now. Sister and Father, go to sleep early too." Jun Yanyan smiled brightly and innocently.
"Okay, go ahead, sweet dreams, mwah." Yun Qingran kissed the two children's foreheads.
The two children, dazed from the kisses, happily followed their grandmother to bed.
Just as Yun Qingran was about to ask Jun Molin where she was sleeping tonight, he spoke first, "Come with me."
"Oh." When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Yun Qingran obediently followed behind him.
The two entered the study, and as soon as the servant closed the door, Jun Molin turned around and grabbed her slender neck.
"Yun Qingran, are Yan Yan and An An your children?" Jun Molin asked with a gloomy face.
"Yes." Yun Qingran closed her eyes briefly, then explained, "I was blinded by greed at the time, which is why I did those stupid things. I didn't mean to. For the rest of my life, I will make up for the two of them and give them the motherly love they missed for the past three and a half years."
"It really is you." Jun Molin's pale purple eyes instantly turned red, and his whole body was filled with an overwhelming killing intent. At this moment, he seemed like a Shura who had just crawled out of hell to seek revenge.
Yun Qingran felt a chill run through her body as images flashed through her mind.
In the dark, damp cave, a cheap candle was lit, casting a dim light. Jun Molin lay on the ground, while the fat original owner sat on him, moving back and forth, spewing vulgarities.
Later, Jun Molin still didn't do as she wished and didn't react at all. So she actually... whipped him, beating him until his skin was torn and bleeding.
She treated him like a plaything, not like a human being.
Yun Qingran felt her hair stand on end. If someone did this to her, she would tear them to pieces.
Jun Molin was already very merciful by not killing him immediately.
"It's one thing for you to humiliate me, but Yan Yan and An An are innocent. Why did you treat them like this?" The hatred in Jun Molin's eyes was so thick it was frightening.
Yun Qingran recalled this part of the original owner's memory. At that time, the original owner had already started to gain weight. When she was pregnant, her belly grew big, and Zhao Shi thought it was just weight gain and didn't pay attention. She gave birth to Yan Yan and An An in a cave. After giving birth, just as Jun Molin said, she simply left them in the cave without any hesitation.
The cave is in the mountains, and no one usually goes up there. What she did was clearly intended to kill the father, son, and daughter.
The original owner was truly wicked.
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