Chapter 360: The Master Actually Attacked the Princess? What's Going On?
At this moment, two trembling guards hid in the corner, witnessing all this, their eyes filled with fear. They stepped back, their voices trembling, "No, don't kill us."
Lan Shenye looked at Yueyue in shock. He had never thought that she had such powerful martial arts skills.
Lan Xiyue looked at the two guards coldly, her voice as chilling as a gust of wind: "Tell me, what exactly does Lan Zhenrong want to do? Who do these men in black belong to?"
One of the guards swallowed fearfully and asked tentatively, "If we tell you, will you let us go?"
Lan Xiyue sneered, her voice full of sarcasm: "Are you qualified to bargain with this lady?" Before she finished speaking, the silver needle in her hand shot out like lightning, carrying a sharp internal force, and directly pierced the neck of a guard opposite.
The guard's eyes widened in fear, and he finally fell to the ground powerlessly, without a breath.
Seeing this, the other guard was so frightened that he trembled and almost collapsed to the ground.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I tell you!" he shouted incoherently. "We don't know who's behind these men in black, but Master has to listen to them. Also, a man in black robes has come to the mansion. He's a very powerful poison master. I heard them say that after they capture the eldest daughter, they'll have the third daughter marry into the Regent's Palace in her place."
When these words were spoken, Lan Shenye and Lan Xiyue were both shocked.
Lan Shenye's expression was particularly gloomy in the dim light. He spoke in a low voice, "Just because she's Lan Jiaoyun, she wants to marry into the Regent's Palace in Yueyue's place? Do they think the Regent is so easy to fool?"
Upon hearing this, the guards beside him waved their hands repeatedly, their faces panicking. "No, no, it was that poison master. His disguise skills are extremely advanced. It is said that he can make Third Miss Lan Jiaoyun perfectly disguise herself as the eldest Miss Lan Xiyue, so that she can marry into the Regent's Palace."
When Lan Xiyue heard this, her face turned ashen in an instant. The silver needle in her hand flashed with a cold light and was suddenly thrown out. The guard's eyes widened instantly. He covered his neck tightly with both hands and muttered incoherently: "You... didn't mean..." Before he finished speaking, he collapsed to the ground, no longer breathing.
Seeing this, Lan Shenye was extremely anxious: "Yueyue, we have to go back quickly. We can't let them succeed!"
Lan Xiyue seemed remarkably calm, "Brother, the wedding is still a few days away, we don't need to rush."
System: "Master, your man climbs through your window every night."
Upon hearing this, Lan Xiyue's body stiffened and she walked forward quickly. Lan Shenye followed closely behind her. The two walked out of the tomb and found themselves in darkness all around. Not far away, several horses stood quietly.
Lan Xiyue took a step forward, untied the knot that tied the horse rope, jumped lightly, and sat steadily on the horse's back.
Lan Shenye followed closely behind and also climbed onto the horse.
The two men rode their horses at full speed, one in front and one behind.
At this moment, the system's voice rang out in Lan Xiyue's mind: "Host, Lan Jiaoyun might be wearing your appearance right now? What if Mo Liyuan doesn't recognize her and something happens between him and that woman? What should we do?"
Lan Xiyue's face turned extremely ugly in an instant. She unconsciously increased the strength of her hands that were tightly gripping the reins, and her fingertips turned white due to the force: "If anything happens between him and her, I won't want him anymore!" Before she finished speaking, she whipped the horse hard. The horse felt pain and sped up instantly, carrying her forward at a gallop.
System: "Master, you are so hypocritical. You clearly care deeply about this, yet you pretend to be indifferent."
"Shut up!"
At this time, just as the system said, Mo Liyuan came to Lan Xiyue's room.
Lan Jiaoyun, dressed in a light and elegant gauze dress, her eyes flickering. She heard a noise coming from the window and looked over to see Mo Liyuan appear in the room. She was secretly delighted and walked over gracefully, calling out in a delicate voice, "Prince Regent..."
Mo Liyuan frowned slightly, and an inexplicable strangeness surged in his heart, "Yuer!"
Lan Jiaoyun actually pounced directly at Mo Liyuan, but Mo Liyuan dodged Lan Jiaoyun's advance.
Lan Jiaoyun staggered, steadied herself, and turned to look at Mo Liyuan, her eyes full of grievance and confusion.
"Yu'er, I didn't mean it." Mo Liyuan frowned and explained, but his eyes were moving on Lan Jiaoyun. He didn't know what happened just now, and he actually avoided Yue'er's arms. He smelled an unfamiliar fragrance, strong and pungent, completely different from Yue'er's usual freshness.
"Yuer, what fragrance did you wear today? Doesn't Yueyue usually dislike wearing perfume?"
Lan Jiaoyun's heart tightened, and she secretly thought, "Oh no!" She forced herself to remain calm and replied softly, "Oh, I sprayed some jasmine perfume today. You don't like it? I won't spray it again next time." After she finished speaking, she lowered her head, looking pitiful, but secretly regretted it. After bathing tonight, she had, on a whim, sprayed her favorite jasmine perfume.
Mo Liyuan looked at her with a deep gaze, "I heard that Yue'er went to the Marquis of Wu's Mansion today?"
Lan Jiaoyun responded shyly, her voice as thin as a mosquito: "Grandma is sick, I'm going back to see her."
Mo Liyuan narrowed his eyes, "Didn't Yue'er sever ties with the Wuguo Marquisate?"
Lan Jiaoyun's eyes flashed with panic. She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself, and slowly said, "Your Majesty, you don't know. Although I have had conflicts with the Wuguo Marquisate before, my grandmother is my closest relative after all. How could I sit idly by and watch her become seriously ill? It was just an angry remark, but your Majesty, did you take it seriously?"
Mo Liyuan's eyes were as deep as a pool, but at this moment they were terribly gloomy. His voice was very cold, "Yuer, aren't you going to earn points tonight?"
Lan Jiaoyun was confused when she heard this. "What do you mean by earning points?"
Suddenly, Mo Liyuan moved as fast as lightning and grabbed Lan Jiaoyun's neck.
His voice was as cold as ice. "Who are you?" These four words were like a basin of cold water in the dead of winter, making Lan Jiaoyun tremble all over.
"Regent, what are you doing? I am Lan Xiyue!" Lan Jiaoyun's face was pale and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.
Mo Liyuan was unmoved, his expression became even colder. If she was the real Yue'er, she would know how to earn points. Every time she earned points, Yue'er would be eager to do so, and she would not show such panic. Instead, she would hold the silver needle, lower herself, and shout at him.
"An Yi! Come in!" Mo Liyuan's voice was low, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
An Yi was stunned when he heard this. Did he hear correctly? The master actually let him into the princess's boudoir?
"Do you want me to say it again?" Mo Liyuan's voice was filled with anger.
An Yi shuddered all over, quickly slipped out from the darkness, and pushed the door open.
Tianyi watched silently from the side, secretly worried about An Yi. Just from listening to his master's voice, it was obvious that his master was in a bad mood.
As soon as he entered the room, An Yi saw Lan Jiaoyun being thrown violently by Mo Liyuan. The master actually attacked the princess? What was going on?
"Ah..." Lan Jiaoyun screamed and fell heavily to the ground, her face full of pain.
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