Chapter 295 Is the Regent very idle?
No wonder I haven’t seen him in court these days. I guess he got beaten up again.
A sarcastic smile appeared on Yun Yongan's lips: "Lan Zhenrong, this is your retribution. You were beaten up again? You even wanted to kill your own daughter. You really deserve it!" After saying that, he looked at Lan Zhenrong sharply, as if he wanted to see through the other's mind.
Lan Zhenrong's face turned pale when he heard this, and he pointed a trembling finger at Lan Xiyue beside the old lady: "Brother-in-law, it was this evil girl who asked someone to beat me up..."
Before he could finish his words, the old Duke was already furious. He picked up the teacup beside him and smashed it at Lan Zhenrong.
The teacup drew a sharp arc in the air and hit Lan Zhenrong's gauze-wrapped forehead accurately, then fell to the ground and broke into several pieces. The tea slowly flowed down his forehead.
Lan Zhenrong's head was bandaged, so the blow didn't cause him much pain. He sloppily wiped the tea off his face, cursing inwardly while feigning an expression of profound grievance in an attempt to gain sympathy.
The old Duke's eyes widened in anger, his voice trembling: "Yu'er is not only your biological daughter, but also our Duke's niece. How dare you want to kill Yue'er? Do you still have a conscience?"
Hatred flashed across Lan Zhenrong's eyes, and then he put on a pleading look: "No, father-in-law, please listen to my explanation."
The old lady snorted coldly, her tone icy: "Lan Zhenrong, what else do you have to explain? Didn't you poison Yue'er's tea? Didn't you threaten her with the maid beside Yue'er? Didn't you tell the guards to kill her?" A series of questions were like ice spikes, piercing Lan Zhenrong's heart.
Lan Zhenrong was speechless after being questioned by the old lady. He knew very well that once he revealed the truth - about the emperor's secret decree, his mansion would be completely finished.
Seeing Lan Zhenrong speechless, the old lady's rage intensified. She slammed the tea table beside her, sending a loud bang and spilling tea everywhere. "Your mansion doesn't want Yue'er, but ours does! From now on, Yue'er and Ye'er have nothing to do with your mansion!" The old lady's words were sonorous and powerful, as if declaring the end of Lan Zhenrong and Lan Xiyue's father-daughter relationship.
Lan Zhenrong's face was solemn, his eyes filled with resentment and calculation. He stared directly at the old lady sitting at the head of the table, his tone filled with pleading and firmness: "Mother-in-law, this is really inappropriate. Yue'er and Ye'er are my flesh and blood after all. How can they sever their ties with the Marquis' Mansion? I was just angry for a moment and lost my mind, but their grandmother is still alive. How can I let them start their own families outside?"
The old lady had a stern expression and said nothing, but just tapped the cane in her hand lightly. Each tap seemed to hit Lan Zhenrong's heart, making him feel scared.
Lan Zhenrong thought to himself that he had to get Lan Shenye and Lan Xiyue back to the Marquis' Mansion no matter what. Only then could he find an opportunity to implement his plan. Otherwise, he would have a hard time explaining himself to the Emperor. He secretly regretted underestimating Lan Xiyue. She could even detect the poison in the tea. Next time he acted, he would have to be more cautious and leave no trace.
Lan Xiyue looked at Lan Zhenrong's hypocritical performance with a sarcastic smile on her lips. She was about to speak, but Lan Shenye spoke first.
Lan Shenye's voice was filled with sadness and determination that was hard to conceal: "Father, Yueyue and I will never return to the Marquis' Mansion, and you should never think of hurting Yueyue again."
Lan Zhenrong's expression changed when he heard this, and he tried to use family affection as a bargaining chip: "Ye'er, I am your father, how could you think of me like this? If Yue'er hadn't insisted on moving out, why would I be so angry and want to teach her a lesson?"
Hearing this, Lan Shenye curled up the corners of his mouth into a cold smile, which was full of bitterness and disappointment. "Father? Do you want to teach Yueyue a lesson? Or do you want to kill her? Even if we moved out, it was only because Yueyue wanted me to recover in peace. Why are you so cruel as to want to take her life? Why don't you kill me too to prevent future troubles?"
"Ye'er...I..."
These words pierced Lan Zhenrong's heart like a sharp sword. He opened his mouth, but was speechless. He could only watch Lan Shenye turn his head away, unwilling to look at him again.
The old Duke's voice echoed in the hall, "Housekeeper, go and pack up the two young ladies' dowries. Take back all the shops, farms, and lands that came with the dowry and give them all to Yue'er."
The housekeeper left immediately. Lan Zhenrong was horrified and asked anxiously, "Father-in-law, what do you mean?"
The atmosphere in the Duke of Huguo's mansion was solemn. The old Duke's voice was like ice, piercing the hearts of everyone present: "Humph! What are you doing? From today on, our Duke of Huguo's mansion and your Marquis' mansion are completely severing all ties! Yong'an, you must take people there immediately, bring Yuan'er back, and then ask Yao Lao to treat him. No matter what, you must save Yuan'er's life!"
After responding, Yun Yongan glared at Lan Zhenrong, his eyes full of disdain and anger, and left with big strides.
Lan Zhenrong's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it. He tried to speak: "Father-in-law..."
The old Duke's words were like a sharp sword, severing all his fantasies. "Don't call me father-in-law! Both of my daughters married you, and neither of them ended up with a happy ending. It seems your mansion is truly a place that eats people without leaving any bones! I truly regret pushing both of my daughters into this hell! Come on, kick Lan Zhenrong out! From now on, no one from the mansion is allowed to set foot in my Duke of Huguo's mansion!"
As the old Duke finished speaking, several servants came forward and carried Lan Zhenrong out rudely.
Lan Zhenrong was brought out by his servants. Looking at the gate of the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion in front of him, his face was grim and his heart was burning with anger.
The servant said, "Master, let me help you get into the carriage."
When he helped her onto the carriage, Lan Zhenrong swore in his heart: You forced me to do this, so don't blame me for being ruthless and ungrateful!
On the other side, Lan Xiyue and Lan Shenye, brother and sister, were preparing to leave after having lunch at the Duke of Huguo's Mansion.
The old lady was reluctant to let them go and repeatedly asked them to stay, but the brother and sister declined on the grounds that they liked their current house and that it was less crowded and quieter.
The old lady had no choice but to give them many instructions, telling them to send someone to let her know if anything happened, and even forced them to pay a lot of silver bills. The brother and sister could not resist their grandmother's enthusiasm and had to accept it reluctantly.
After returning to the Lan Mansion, Lan Shenye went straight back to his room for a nap, while Lan Xiyue returned to her attic.
As soon as I opened the door, a familiar figure came into view - Regent Mo Liyuan was sitting by the window, sipping tea leisurely.
Lan Xiyue rolled her eyes, then closed the door and walked over.
"Is the Regent very idle? You come to me in broad daylight. Don't you have anything to do?" There was a hint of teasing in Lan Xiyue's tone.
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