Chapter 174: Marquis Wu, who are you going to force Rouer to marry?
Mo Jicang returned to the prince's residence. As soon as he stepped into the study, his subordinate hurriedly handed him a secret letter and whispered, "Prince, there's a secret letter from over there."
Mo Jicang took the letter and slowly unfolded it. Lines of handwriting came into his eyes, but they pierced his heart like a sharp sword. At that moment, his face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out. Years of planning vanished into nothing overnight.
"After so many years of planning, it's all gone..." He murmured in a low voice, his voice full of bitterness and unwillingness.
At the age of ten, he secretly left the palace for a trip, but was unfortunately kidnapped. The shocking secret that person revealed was like a bolt from the blue, and from then on, he began to learn to endure.
It turned out that he was not the emperor's biological son. Back then, when the emperor was still a prince, he had gone to the palace with the late emperor and his ministers to escape the summer heat.
The concubine at that time, now known as Consort De, also accompanied the emperor while pregnant. However, Consort De became pregnant prematurely and gave birth to a son. That child, however, was switched while still in swaddling clothes, becoming him—Mo Jicang.
His grandfather was King Xiaoyao. A few years ago, his grandfather and father passed away one after another. Before their death, they entrusted him with their wish to ascend the throne.
For the sake of this last wish, he has been enduring and planning in secret until now. Now that the Magic Valley Mountain has been destroyed, his plan has also come to nothing.
Mo Jicang took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil.
The Crown Prince is about to go to the disaster area to provide relief. This is his only chance. As long as the Crown Prince does not return, he may become the new Crown Prince, inherit the position legitimately, and avenge his grandfather and father.
This required careful planning. If anything happened to the Crown Prince, he would be the first suspect. He couldn't act on the road, so he had to wait until the disaster area to find an opportunity to act.
Thinking of this, his eyes became fierce. He looked at his subordinates beside him and ordered coldly, "Tell Mr. Fu and the others not to reveal their whereabouts for the time being. The emperor has sent Ran Chao, the commander of the imperial guards, to investigate this matter. If anyone is found out, they will be killed without mercy!"
Upon hearing this, the subordinate trembled slightly, then responded respectfully and turned to leave.
At this time, Mo Yufeng was wearing a brocade robe. He rode his horse lightly and headed straight for the Wuguo Marquis Mansion.
As soon as you enter the gate of the Marquis' Mansion, a bright red color catches your eye. Red lanterns are hung high, silk is dancing lightly, and it is a festive scene.
Mo Yufeng couldn't help but feel suspicious: "Is there any happy event in the Wuguo Marquis Mansion?"
Upon hearing this, the butler beside him bowed and replied, "Your Highness, our second young lady is getting married tomorrow."
Mo Yufeng's footsteps suddenly stopped, his face instantly darkening as he stared at the housekeeper with a sharp gaze: "Who do you think will be getting married tomorrow?"
The housekeeper was so frightened by this sudden anger that he trembled and stammered back, "Second... Second Miss!"
Mo Yufeng's rage instantly erupted: "Asshole! Call Lan Lingrou over to me!"
The butler nodded in agreement and turned around to escape.
Just as Mo Yufeng was getting impatient, Lan Lingrou's figure slowly appeared in his sight. She walked slowly into the pavilion and said, "Your Highness, I greet the Crown Prince."
Mo Yufeng's gaze was like a knife, stabbing at Lan Lingrou coldly: "Are you getting married tomorrow?"
Lan Lingrou trembled, lowered her head, tears welled up in her eyes and slid down silently.
Seeing this, Mo Yufeng became even angrier: "Humph! You still have the nerve to cry? Tell me, who are you going to marry?"
Lan Lingrou felt extremely aggrieved and choked up, "Crown Prince~ This humble servant is unwilling to marry my third cousin. This humble servant has always had you, Your Highness, in her heart, but... wu..."
Mo Yufeng's expression improved slightly after hearing this, but he was still stern: "Since you don't want to marry, who forced you to do it? The Marquis of Wu? Or the Duke of Huguo?"
Lan Lingrou still lowered her head, sobbing, and did not answer.
Mo Yufeng became even more irritated, and his usual gentleness and patience were gone.
At this moment, Lan Zhenrong, who had just returned from the Duke of Huguo's residence, heard that the Crown Prince had arrived. He hurried over and entered the pavilion. He knelt down and said, "Your Highness, I pay my respects to you. I apologize for not coming to greet you."
Mo Yufeng looked at him coldly, his tone as cold as frost: "Marquis Wu, who do you want to force Rou'er to marry? If this prince hadn't come here today, you wouldn't know..." He didn't finish his words, but the threat in them was self-evident.
Lan Zhenrong shuddered, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. He opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but he didn't know where to begin. Could it be that Rou'er had already lost her virginity to Yun Hua? She had to marry him, he was too embarrassed to say it.
The atmosphere was at a stalemate for a moment. Mo Yufeng's eyes swept back and forth between Lan Zhenrong and Lan Lingrou. The anger and irritation in his heart intertwined together, making him almost lose his usual calmness and rationality.
"Marquis Wu!" Mo Yufeng said in a low voice, "Don't you know that this prince intends to marry Rou'er as his princess? How dare you force her to marry someone else?"
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