Chapter 207 Deal with Lan Yuan and Lan Lingrou!
Lan Yuan's room was completely silent, with only his even breathing echoing in the air. He was sleeping soundly, completely unaware of the approaching danger.
Suddenly, a cold breath approached, and Lan Xiyue appeared beside his bed like a ghost, looking down at him coldly.
"Lan Yuan, you are really looking for death." Lan Xiyue's voice was icy cold, as if it came from the depths of hell.
Lan Yuan was picked up by Lan Xiyue and thrown to the ground.
The intense pain instantly woke him up from his sleep. He frowned, slowly opened his eyes, and found himself lying on the ground.
"Ouch……"
Lan Xiyue looked at him coldly, with a cold light flashing in her eyes, as if she was looking at a dead person.
Lan Yuan was startled. There was a figure in front of him. When he saw clearly that the person in front of him was Lan Xiyue, he couldn't help but be stunned.
As Rou'er had said, Lan Xiyue had changed drastically. She was no longer the ugly girl in her memory, but had become cold and beautiful, with a fierce aura. Lan Yuan was stunned for a moment, and a trace of evil thoughts arose in his heart.
He came back to his senses, a malicious smile on his lips, "Lan Xiyue, when did you come back? You didn't sleep in the middle of the night and ran to my room. You didn't want to... Heh!"
Lan Yuan got up from the ground, rubbed his hands, and looked at Lan Xiyue wantonly, his tone full of frivolity and provocation.
A cold light flashed in Lan Xiyue's eyes, and the hairpin in her hand accurately pierced Lan Yuan's acupoint.
Lan Yuan felt his body stiffen and he couldn't move for a moment.
"You...what did you do?" There was a bit of panic in Lan Yuan's voice. He tried to struggle, but found that his body could not move at all.
Lan Xiyue sneered and stabbed the acupuncture points on his body with the hairpin in her hand again, sealing Lan Yuan's vocal cords.
Lan Yuan opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He could only stare wide-eyed in horror.
Lan Xiyue retracted the hairpin and took out a sharp dagger from her sleeve. She waved it in front of Lan Yuan's eyes and said in a cold and cruel tone, "How about I dig out your eyeballs?"
Lan Yuan's pupils suddenly shrank, his eyes filled with fear. He wanted to retreat, but found that he couldn't even move a finger. He could only watch the dagger in Lan Xiyue's hand approaching.
Lan Xiyue raised the corner of her lips in a cold smile, her eyes full of sarcasm, "Why, are you scared now? It's too late."
As soon as the words fell, the dagger in Lan Xiyue's hand fell without hesitation.
Although Lan Yuan's blood vessels were blocked by the silver needles and he could not move or make a sound, the severe pain made his whole body tremble uncontrollably, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and a pool of yellow liquid oozed out from under his body.
Lan Xiyue snorted coldly, her tone full of contempt, "How dare you break my brother's legs?"
She kicked Lan Yuan to the ground and swung the dagger in her hand again, accurately crippling his vocal cords, legs and hands.
Lan Yuan collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud, twitching in pain.
Lan Xiyue looked at him coldly, without a trace of emotion in her tone, "Enjoy it and learn what it feels like to be disabled."
Killing him would be a relief for him, letting him experience the feeling of being disabled.
Lan Xiyue put away the dagger, turned and left, leaving Lan Yuan trembling in pain in the darkness and wailing silently.
Lan Xiyue did not go back after coming out of Lan Yuan's yard, but came to Lan Lingrou's yard. She wanted to get rid of the damned people today to avoid keeping them as an eyesore.
He came to Lan Lingrou's room, slowly walked to the bedside, sat down, and slapped Lan Lingrou's cheek with a dagger in his hand that was shining with cold light.
Lan Lingrou seemed to sense something in her dream. She opened her eyes dazedly and saw Lan Xiyue beside the bed. She couldn't help but exclaimed, "Lan Xiyue?"
Lan Xiyue's lips curled up into a half-smile, but there was no warmth in her eyes: "Awake?" After saying that, the dagger still slowly moved around Lan Lingrou's face.
Seeing this, Lan Lingrou quickly reached out to push away the cold blade and sat up, her eyes full of vigilance: "Lan Xiyue, when did you come back? What do you want to do in my room?"
Lan Xiyue smiled lightly, her tone a bit nonchalant: "Lan Lingrou, you, you want to seek death when you can't enjoy your life well, why is that?"
Lan Lingrou's heart tightened when she heard this, and her voice trembled: "You...what do you mean?"
Lan Xiyue raised an eyebrow, her tone tinged with sarcasm. "What do you mean? Lan Lingrou, you're truly capable. Our family is now destitute, and you still have the money to hire a killer to take my life? How much do you hate me?"
Lan Lingrou's face turned pale, and she forced herself to remain calm. "I don't know what you're talking about, Lan Xiyue, get out of here! Someone, Shiwen, Shihua, are you all dead?"
Lan Xiyue's laughter echoed in the quiet room, carrying a bit of eerie sound. "Stop shouting. They're really dead. The other maids and servants in your yard are all fast asleep and can't hear you."
Lan Lingrou's eyes widened in horror: "You...you killed Shiwen and Shihua?"
Lan Xiyue nodded gently, the dagger in her hand flashing a frightening light in the moonlight: "Yes, it's this dagger. Slash their necks. Your two maids are useless anyway, so I'll help you deal with them. How about it? No need to thank me too much."
Lan Lingrou watched Lan Xiyue shaking the dagger in her hand. A dry sound came from her throat and she swallowed hard. "You lunatic, don't do anything rash! If my father finds out, he won't let you go!"
Lan Xiyue blinked, a sly look flashing in her eyes: "Lan Zhenrong? He won't know, just like your mother, who else would know?"
Lan Lingrou's pupils suddenly shrank, and her voice trembled so much that it was almost inaudible: "You... Lan Xiyue, my mother is paralyzed in bed, is it really you who did it?"
Lan Xiyue didn't deny it, but nodded. "Yes, not only did I leave Yun Qing paralyzed in bed, unable to speak, I also poisoned her, leaving her in excruciating pain every day, a life worse than death!"
Lan Lingrou's eyes were filled with anger. She pointed at Lan Xiyue in front of her and cursed in a trembling voice, "You bitch, you have such a cruel heart! My mother is your aunt and she raised you with her own hands. You vicious bitch! How dare you treat her like this?"
Upon hearing this, Lan Xiyue curled up the corner of her mouth into a sneer, which was filled with endless sarcasm.
"Vicious?" she asked disdainfully. "What do you think Yun Qing is? She appears gentle and virtuous, but in reality, she's scheming and has long coveted my brother-in-law. During my mother's childbirth, she secretly manipulated her, causing her to bleed to death, all so she could marry into the Wu Kingdom Marquisate under the guise of caring for her sister's children."
Lan Lingrou's face suddenly changed when she heard this. She shook her head in disbelief and raised her voice a few degrees: "You are talking nonsense! My mother is not that kind of person! Although you are not her biological child, she treated you as her own and raised you since childhood. She is not only your stepmother, but also your aunt! How can you slander her like this? Besides, even if she has all kinds of faults, you shouldn't have done anything to her. Not only did you paralyze her in bed, you also poisoned her. How can you be so cruel? I must tell father and have him kick you out of the house!"
Lan Xiyue smiled evilly, "Lan Lingrou, you are so naive. Do you think you still have a chance to tell Lan Zhenrong?"
Lan Lingrou's eyes flashed, and she moved closer to the bed fearfully. "What...what do you want to do?"
Lan Xiyue raised her eyebrows, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, Lan Yuan's current miserable condition..."
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