"Okay, but Father, you overacted. You almost ruined the image of me."
Lan Xinyue said.
Mr. Lan stroked his brow and coughed awkwardly, "Well, I'll be more careful next time."
"Hmm, we have guests. Your decorating is terrible. Bring some snacks to my room."
"yes."
The maids who were about to leave were all puzzled. There was no guest here, but they all knew that their young lady was a peculiar genius. They all agreed and left.
The patriarch of the Lan family smiled and said, "Xin Yue, I'll leave it to you to handle."
"Take care. It's been cold lately, and your back pain has flared up. Try not to move around too much with your mother at night."
That's a lot...
Old Master Lan, despite his advanced age, left the courtyard without saying a word, his face flushed.
This daughter!
"Everyone's gone. We're guests from afar, so there's no need to hide anymore."
After the bodies were cleaned up, Lan Xinyue spoke towards the direction where Yuwen Yao and Nan Lingqin were hiding.
Nan Lingqin and Yuwen Yao exchanged a glance from the shadows, not at all surprised.
After all, the initial impression was quite frightening, as if the entire Lan family had fallen into ruin and been robbed, on the verge of annihilation. However, it seems that strong individuals are born with a sense of connection. In just a moment, it was clear that these people were no match for Miss Lan Ai.
That is indeed the case.
The two men offered themselves and approached.
Lan Xinyue, dressed in blue like water, with a face as bright as the moon, delicate eyebrows and beautiful eyes, gentle and graceful, is a sight to behold.
"So it's the Northern Emperor, this one..."
Lan Xinyue looked at the two of them, seemingly not too surprised.
This unexpected event wasn't something she had anticipated, but rather it was because her own temperament was too cold. Nan Lingqin thought that perhaps, even if the sky collapsed and all things in the world turned to nothingness, she would be the one standing there, dying the most calmly.
but……
The way she looked at Yuwen Yao was anything but ordinary.
"It is said that the Northern Emperor was willing to give up his life, his city, and even Tianqing for a woman. This woman must be Princess Lingqin of Southern Qi."
Lan Xinyue smiled slightly in greeting.
"She is Master Dong's apprentice."
Yuwen Yao's voice suddenly reached Nan Lingqin's ears.
Nan Lingqin instantly understood and smiled, "To kill someone with silver needles without leaving a trace, Miss Lan is quite skilled."
"My physique has been different from that of ordinary people since I was a child. I cannot practice martial arts. I have internal strength but cannot use it. So I can only study medicine and learn how to heal and kill people with needles."
Upon hearing this, Nan Lingqin's gaze shifted slightly, but when she glanced at the silver needles scattered on the ground, her pupils contracted, and she immediately asked, "Where were the silver needles that Miss Lan used just now made?"
Lan Xinyue met Nan Lingqin's gaze, hesitated for a moment, and then replied, "I made it myself."
"personally?"
Nan Lingqin then reached into her sleeve and took out the small crossbow, which was exquisitely crafted and a marvel to behold.
This was made by Nan Lingqin at a blacksmith shop in the capital.
Lan Xinyue glanced at the small crossbow in Nan Lingqin's hand, a strange look flashing across her usually indifferent expression. She then reached out and took it, her voice filled with melancholy, "This... he... actually..."
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