Chapter 355: How could my mother, such a powerful woman, marry a loser like you!
Lan Shenye frowned, his eyes wandering between his sister and Qian Duoduo for a moment, and finally sighed: "Okay, let's go back together and call off the boat trip today."
After saying that, he took Qian Duoduo's hand, and the two of them slowly walked onto the cruise ship nearby.
Seeing this, Lan Xiyue also signaled Chuchun and other maids to follow and board another cruise ship together.
After everyone was settled, she slowly said, "Go back and take the body of the man in black from the boat."
An Yi was surprised when he heard this: "Princess, you want to take these bodies of the men in black back with you? Why?"
Lan Xiyue's lips curled up into a sly smile. "Of course, we're sending them to the King of Saibei. Do we really want to throw these corpses into the lake and pollute this beautiful scenery?"
An Yi scratched his head, looking confused: "But Princess, how could the King of Saibei admit that this is his person?"
Lan Xiyue nodded slightly, with a calm tone in her voice: "It doesn't matter if he doesn't admit it. As long as these people are from Saibei, it's enough." Let's see if we can use these corpses to blackmail the King of Saibei.
The cruise ship slowly approached the shore, and Lan Xiyue and others got off the boat one after another.
She turned to look at Lan Shenye and Qian Duoduo, "Brother, please send Duoduo back first."
Lan Shenye looked at the many secret guards around his sister and felt relieved. He nodded and said, "Okay, then don't stay outside. Go back early."
"Yeah, I know." Lan Xiyue responded softly, watching them get on the carriage and drive away.
After their figures disappeared from sight, Lan Xiyue turned around and got on the carriage driven by An Yi.
The carriage shuttled through the bustling streets of the capital and finally stopped in front of a teahouse.
Lan Xiyue got off the carriage and walked into the teahouse. The hall was bustling with people.
She went straight up to the second floor and entered a private room, which was much quieter than the first floor.
Before long, the people on the street became even more lively. "Look, the team is coming. Is that person standing in front with the Third Prince the King of Saibei?"
"Yes, the clothes worn by the King of Saibei are different from those of our Dongyao Kingdom."
The people looked at the team and started talking.
Lan Xiyue stood by the window, staring at the slowly marching team below.
"An Yi, look over there, is that the one riding on the horse the King of Saibei?"
Upon hearing this, An Yi quickly turned his gaze to the window. After confirming the person Lan Xiyue was pointing at, he nodded slightly, "Princess, you are absolutely right. That is Wei Wuxian, King of Saibei."
As the two were talking, a secret guard hurried in, knelt on one knee, and said in a low voice, "Princess, it's bad, the cruise ship suddenly caught fire."
Lan Xiyue's lips curled up into a cold smile, "Huh, you're pretty quick."
The secret guard lowered his head even more, "Princess, please forgive me, it's my fault for not guarding well enough."
Lan Xiyue waved her hand gently, "Never mind. They've obviously been prepared. I don't blame you. Get up."
The secret guard looked at Lan Xiyue with gratitude, then stood up and left.
Lan Xiyue's gaze turned to the window again and fell on Mo Yifan who was in front of the team. He was smiling brightly, but his smile seemed so simple and even a little stupid in Lan Xiyue's eyes. She couldn't help but roll her eyes and turned her gaze to Wei Wuxian who was beside Mo Yifan.
Wei Wuxian was dressed in strange clothes, with a wicked smile on his lips, a smile that hid too many unknown secrets and calculations.
When his eyes met Lan Xiyue's, it was as if sparks collided in the air, silent but intense.
"Mo Liyuan, I didn't expect someone like you to fall in love with a woman? Very good, you have a soft spot too." Wei Wuxian's thoughts seemed to reach Lan Xiyue through that wicked smile, causing her to frown slightly.
Lan Xiyue frowned slightly. The glances she inadvertently exchanged with the King of Saibei were like sharp ice blades in the cold wind, carrying an aggression that could not be ignored. The King of Saibei's eyes seemed to have already regarded her as a prey. The feeling of being stared at made her very uncomfortable. How could someone with such eyes be a kind person? Thinking of Princess Linchuan who had been married to Saibei for five years, Lan Xiyue could not help but feel sympathy for the princess she had never met.
The luxurious carriage in the center of the team has low curtains. Behind the curtains is the Princess Linchuan who married far away in the northern frontier, right?
Lan Xiyue withdrew her thoughts, slowly sat down, and took a sip of the tea in her hand. If the King of Saibei really had hostility towards her, she would not be polite.
Just as she was lost in thought, a deep voice sounded from outside the door: "Princess, someone from the young master's side is here to see you."
When Lan Xiyue heard this, her eyes flashed slightly and she motioned the person outside to come in.
The man who came was You Er. After his leg healed, he stayed by his eldest brother's side to serve him. He saw that Lan Xiyue was very respectful. If it weren't for him, he would never have been able to stand up in his life. He bowed respectfully to Lan Xiyue and whispered, "Miss, someone from the Marquis' Mansion has sent news that the old lady is seriously ill. The eldest young master has rushed back and sent me to inform you."
Lan Xiyue frowned when she heard this, feeling mixed emotions. She had severed ties with the Marquis' Mansion, but her brother still couldn't bear to do it? Well, this time, she would let her brother completely give up on the Marquis' Mansion. She didn't believe that it was just that the old lady was seriously ill. She wanted to see what tricks Lan Zhenrong was playing again.
Lan Xiyue said coldly, "Let's go to the Marquis' Mansion and see what tricks they are playing next."
When they arrived at the gate of Wuguohou Mansion, a carriage slowly stopped.
The curtain was lifted slightly and Lan Xiyue got off the carriage.
Butler Old Wu had been waiting there for a long time. When he saw Lan Xiyue get off the car, he hurried forward to greet her, "Miss, you are finally back. The old lady is seriously ill, and the master and the others are all in Qingyou Courtyard. Please follow me."
Lan Xiyue's expression was indifferent. She snorted, "I'm not the eldest daughter of your family. Don't yell at me."
Butler Old Wu was stunned. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Lan Xiyue no longer paid attention to him and walked straight into the gate of the Marquis' Mansion.
After passing through the winding corridor, Lan Xiyue arrived in front of Qingyou Courtyard.
Lan Xiyue walked in. Lan Zhenrong stood in front of the hall with a solemn expression and a hint of imperceptible fatigue in his eyes.
Seeing Lan Xiyue coming in, he said lightly: "Go and see, your grandmother is very ill."
Lan Xiyue glanced around the room, but didn't see her eldest brother. "Where's my brother?"
Lan Zhenrong's expression instantly darkened, anger gathering between his brows. "Lan Xiyue, your grandmother is seriously ill. Why didn't you go see her? Instead, you came here and asked about your brother? Why did I give birth to such an unfilial daughter like you?"
Upon hearing this, Lan Xiyue curled up the corner of her mouth in a sneer, with a hint of sarcasm in her smile, "I'm also confused, how could my mother, such a powerful woman, marry a loser like you!" Although her voice was soft, every word was like a knife, piercing Lan Zhenrong's heart.
Lan Zhenrong's face instantly turned ashen, and he roared, "Lan! Xi! Yue!"
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