Chapter 296: Do I need a reason to beat someone up?
Mo Liyuan was dressed in black, his face stern, yet with a touch of tenderness, he pulled Lan Xiyue to sit on his lap, his fingers gently playing with her soft hair. His voice was low and magnetic, "If you have anything to do, just tell your subordinates to do it. Why should I do it myself?"
Lan Xiyue heard this and a helpless smile appeared on her lips, rolling her eyes slightly. Indeed, if he had to do everything himself, wouldn't he really be overwhelmed by the tedious government affairs?
Mo Liyuan suddenly spoke in a low voice, with a barely perceptible chill in it: "Yuer, did you go to the Chu Pavilion yesterday?"
Lan Xiyue's body suddenly stiffened, and she was secretly annoyed in her heart that this guy knew it so quickly.
She was about to open her mouth to explain, but she heard the system's teasing voice in her mind: "Haha, my dear host, Mo Liyuan is here to settle accounts with you."
Lan Xiyue was furious and growled at the system, "Damn it, system, stop gloating over my misfortune and shut up!"
The system shut up tactfully.
Mo Liyuan's eyes deepened upon seeing this. He lifted Lan Xiyue's chin, forcing her to look him in the eye. "Hmm? What excuse are you thinking of to fool me, Yue'er?"
Lan Xiyue's heart tightened and a trace of grievance flashed in her eyes.
She pursed her lips and finally spoke, "Duoduo was curious and insisted on dragging me in to take a look. Really, we just went to take a look and didn't do anything. Then, by bad luck, we met Princess Wenshu. Princess Wenshu wanted me to serve her in the princess's mansion, but of course I refused, because I'm not really a man. Then Princess Wenshu sent a lot of palace soldiers to arrest me. For my own safety, I took Princess Wenshu hostage and escaped. Really, everything I said is true."
Lan Xiyue sold Qian Duoduo without hesitation. Qian Duoduo was in the mansion when he suddenly felt a chill on his back. He couldn't help but shiver and muttered, "What's going on? It's summer, why do I suddenly feel a chill on my back?"
Mo Liyuan sat in a chair, his face stern and his eyes as sharp as a torch, staring intently at Lan Xiyue. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, but without a trace of a smile. He released her chin and spoke in a low, magnetic voice, "So, you're feeling wronged? If Princess Wenshu hadn't come in and interrupted your music, what else would you have done?"
Lan Xiyue blinked, and she opened her red lips slightly, her voice filled with helplessness and ridicule: "What are you saying? I just went to take a look, what can I do?"
Mo Liyuan's eyes instantly turned cold. He reached out and stroked Lan Xiyue's cheek with gentle force but with unquestionable majesty: "Didn't I tell you not to go to those places, but you still went there? How do you think I should punish you? Huh?" His voice was low and dangerous, as if it would turn into a storm at any time.
Lan Xiyue grabbed his hand, a look of displeasure on her face. "Mo Liyuan, that's enough! I told you I was just taking a look and didn't do anything. Don't be so overbearing."
After saying that, Lan Xiyue pushed him away and stood up.
Mo Liyuan stood up and approached Lan Xiyue step by step, "Am I domineering? Is that the kind of place you, a girl, can go to?" There was a hint of questioning and blaming in his tone, as if Lan Xiyue's behavior had touched his bottom line.
Lan Xiyue was forced to retreat repeatedly, finally retreating to the table. She grabbed the teacup on the table, poured a cup of tea, glared at Mo Liyuan fiercely, then ignored him, walked straight to the bed, lay down, and turned her back. This man was too domineering. He told her not to go here and not to go there. She hadn't even married him yet, and he was already controlling her. How annoying!
The system rang in her mind: "Host, good job! You just have to give him a cold shoulder. Otherwise, after you get married, he'll control you like a ton of shit."
Seeing this, Mo Liyuan sighed helplessly and walked to the bedside to sit down. He looked at Lan Xiyue's back and called softly, "Yuer, it's not that I don't allow you to go to those places, but those places are filthy and I'm afraid you'll dirty your eyes."
Lan Xiyue closed her eyes gently, her long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings. She still ignored him. It was obvious that this man was too narrow-minded.
Lan Xiyue fell asleep unknowingly, and her breathing gradually became even and sweet.
Mo Liyuan listened to her steady breathing, anger and helplessness intertwined in his heart. He was angry at her filthy behavior, and now, he had to coax her back. What made him even more angry was that she didn't appreciate it and fell asleep directly.
Mo Liyuan was sulking and sat there without moving. He sighed, but in the end he couldn't bear to wake her up. He could only leave the room silently with a heart full of anger and unwillingness.
After leaving, Mo Liyuan's anger grew stronger and stronger.
He rode his horse at full speed and unknowingly arrived at the Wuguo Marquis Mansion.
Lan Zhenrong was startled to see Mo Liyuan arrive so suddenly, and he quickly knelt to greet him. "I didn't know the Regent had arrived, and I'm sorry for not welcoming you. What brings you to the Marquis' Mansion? I wonder what brings you here?"
Lan Zhenrong muttered to himself, "Could the Prince Regent be here to look for Lan Xiyue?" But Lan Xiyue no longer lived in the Marquis's residence. He couldn't help but smile bitterly at the thought. The Prince Regent was his future son-in-law, a position that should have given him immense glory. But in reality, the Emperor had always been wary of him, even forcing him to kill Lan Xiyue. Who could understand this kind of helplessness and pain?
Mo Liyuan walked straight to a chair nearby and sat down, then ordered coldly, "Tianyi, beat him up!"
Tianyi stretched his muscles upon hearing this and strode over to Lan Zhenrong. Lan Zhenrong suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with fear and confusion: "Regent, I wonder how I have offended you?"
Mo Liyuan sneered, his tone icy: "Does this king need a reason to beat someone up?"
Lan Zhenrong trembled and almost collapsed to the ground. He begged, "Prince Regent, please spare my life! My wounds haven't healed yet, and I can't take a beating!"
Mo Liyuan's voice was icy. "Whether you can withstand a beating or not, what does that have to do with me?"
Before he could finish his words, Tianyi had already taken action. Lan Zhenrong screamed in agony, but no one dared to step forward to stop him. The regent's sudden and violent attack on Lan Zhenrong plunged the entire Wuguo Marquisate into panic.
The old lady and Aunt Hong were in the garden outside listening to Lan Zhenrong's miserable cries, and they felt very uncomfortable, but who was the person inside? It was the Regent, and none of them dared to go in and plead for mercy.
Lan Jiaoyun said: "Grandmother, it must be Lan Xiyue who ordered the Regent to beat Daddy. Poor Daddy's old injuries haven't healed yet, and he has new injuries."
The old lady choked up and said, "What sin has our mansion committed..."
Before she could finish her words, the old lady fainted.
"Old Madam..." Aunt Hong exclaimed, "Quick, help the old madam back and call a doctor."
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