Chapter 294 I want to see how he explains it!
The carriage that Lan Shenye and Lan Xiyue were riding in slowly stopped in front of the Duke of Huguo's Mansion.
The carriage door opened slightly, Xiao Muzi took the wheelchair down, then he carefully carried Lan Shenye on his back and placed him on the wheelchair.
The housekeeper had been waiting at the door for a long time. Upon seeing the two of them arrive, he hurried forward and said with a smile, "Master and Miss, you are finally here. The old Duke and the others are waiting in the hall."
Lan Xiyue nodded, indicating to the butler that there was no need to be polite. Then she personally pushed Lan Shenye's wheelchair and walked into the magnificent hall.
In the hall, the old man, the old lady, Lan Xiyue's uncle and others have all gathered together. Today is their day off, so they are all here.
The old lady spotted Lan Shenye in the wheelchair at a glance, a trace of heartache flashing in her eyes, and then she smiled and said, "Ye'er and Yue'er are here, come quickly." She looked at Lan Shenye's legs with concern and asked, "How are Ye'er's legs? Are they feeling better?"
Lan Shenye smiled slightly and replied, "Thank you for your concern, grandma. Ye'er's leg is recovering, and there is finally hope."
Lan Xiyue also bowed slightly and greeted the elders present: "Grandfather, grandmother, uncle, aunt, and second aunt, how are you!"
Upon hearing this, the old Duke showed a look of relief on his face. He then changed the subject and asked, "Ye'er, Yue'er, we only learned about your move out of the Marquis' Mansion last night. What exactly is going on?"
Lan Shenye was about to speak when Lan Xiyue gently interrupted him. She took a deep breath, as if recalling a painful memory: "Grandfather, that day Lan Zhenrong suddenly called me back, saying he had something to talk to me about. I thought he had a change of heart, but unexpectedly..."
There was a hint of trembling in her voice, but more of it was anger and determination. "In the study, he pretended to be attentive and invited me to drink tea. I picked up the teacup, but I smelled a faint scent of poison. I immediately smashed the teacup, and Lan Zhenrong's face completely changed. He ordered the guards to arrest me. He even threatened me with the innocent maidservant beside me, hoping to make me surrender."
At this point, a sharp light flashed in Lan Xiyue's eyes: "But fortunately, the secret guards given to me by the Regent appeared in time and rescued my maid. On that day, I completely severed my father-daughter relationship with Lan Zhenrong. I, Lan Xiyue, would rather not recognize a father like that!"
If Lan Zhenrong was not the father of this body and the eldest brother, she would not have asked An Yi to beat him up that day instead of taking his life directly. As long as he didn't bother her again, she would not do it again. If he came to bother her again, she would have no chance of taking over the entire Marquis' Mansion. She would have to blow up the Marquis' Mansion and end their lives.
The hall fell silent for a moment. Everyone was shocked by what happened to Lan Xiyue and cast angry glances at her.
Lan Shenye sat silently in a wheelchair, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes, including heartache for his sister's experience and disappointment in his father.
The old lady sat in the hall, her face livid and her eyes burning with rage. She slammed the table and stood up, shouting, "What a wretch Lan Zhenrong! Yueyue is his own daughter, and yet he had the guts to kill her! Such behavior is simply unforgivable!"
Yun Yongan, standing by, was also filled with rage. He gritted his teeth and said, "Has Lan Zhenrong's conscience been eaten by a dog? Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. He's worse than an animal! I was so lucky to have given him some banknotes a few days ago. What a blind man!"
Upon hearing this, the old Duke was furious. He shouted, "Come here, go get Lan Zhenrong and bring him to me! I want to see how he has the nerve to face us!"
The butler outside the door responded and hurried away to summon the heartless Lan Zhenrong.
The old lady turned to look across at Lan Xiyue, her eyes filled with pity and love. She whispered, "Yueyue, it's a good thing you know some medical skills, otherwise, that beast Lan Zhenrong would have succeeded. Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, so how could he harm his own daughter?"
Lan Shenye lowered his head, clenched his hands into fists, and his nails dug deep into his palms, as if he was enduring great pain and anger.
The old lady waved to Lan Xiyue and said gently, "Yu'er, come here and let your grandmother take a good look at you."
Lan Xiyue slowly walked to the old lady's side and sat down gently, "Grandma, I'm fine, and it's all over."
The old lady patted the back of her hand lovingly, her eyes filled with love and reluctance. "Silly child, why didn't you come and tell your grandmother about such a big thing? Don't we, the Protector of the Country, have the power to protect you?"
Lan Xiyue snuggled on the old lady's shoulder, feeling the long-lost warmth and comfort.
She said softly, "Grandmother, I'm fine. Telling you would just cause you worry for nothing. Besides, after leaving the Marquis' Mansion, my brother and I bought a house outside. It's much quieter there, and no one will bother us. I like the house I live in now better than the Marquis' Mansion. It's just me and my brother, and some maids and servants. There are no other worries or annoying people. How wonderful."
Yun Yongan snorted coldly, his eyes filled with anger. "If it weren't for the support of the Duke of Huguo, who knows what would have happened to the Duke's Mansion over the years! How dare they treat my niece like this! Wait until Lan Zhenrong comes and see how he teaches him a lesson!"
Yun Yongan frowned, paused, and continued, "A few days ago, I specially collected a lot of precious medicinal herbs for Ye'er and Yuan'er. My original intention was to regulate their health. I also asked Lan Zhenrong to make sure that the herbs were used on Ye'er and Yuan'er. Ye'er, are you ready to use them?"
Lan Shenye shook his head palely and whispered, "I've never seen the medicinal herbs that my uncle sent. It might be because we live outside."
Lan Xiyue heard this with a hint of sarcasm in her tone, "Uncle, Lan Yuan might have used some of the herbs you sent, but my brother had nothing to do with them. He didn't even know they existed, let alone saw them."
Yun Yongan was furious when he heard this: "This Lan Zhenrong, when he comes, I want to see how he explains it!"
Two sticks of incense later, Lan Zhenrong slowly walked in. He was limping, leaning on a cane, his legs, right hand, and even his head wrapped in thick gauze. His face was bruised and swollen, and he looked utterly miserable.
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