Chapter 361: What a waste! Discovered so quickly!
Mo Liyuan stood there with a murderous look on his face, his eyes like knives, fiercely stabbing at "Lan Xiyue" on the ground. "Damn it! How dare you pretend to be my Yue'er! Tell me, where is Yue'er?"
Lan Jiaoyun shook her head repeatedly, her voice tinged with tears, "Prince Regent, I am Lan Xiyue!"
An Yi looked at Lan Xiyue fiercely, a sense of foreboding welling up in his heart. She wasn't the princess? Then what about the real princess? He couldn't help but shudder at the thought.
At this moment, Mo Liyuan suddenly attacked and slapped the dazed An Yi.
An Yi's body hit the wall like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily to the ground. An Yi immediately knelt down with his head lowered.
Mo Liyuan's eyes were as deep and cold as a cold pond. He stared coldly at An Yi who was kneeling on the ground, and every word seemed to carry an icy blade: "Yuer was replaced by someone, and you didn't even notice it. Damn it!" As he spoke, a chilling murderous intent spread out, causing the temperature of the entire room to drop sharply.
Tianyi was startled when he heard the voice and hurried in. Seeing Mo Liyuan's face was ashen, he asked, "Master?"
Mo Liyuan said coldly, "Tear the skin off this woman's face for me."
Tian Yi was shocked when he heard this. Could it be that the person in front of him was not the real princess? He quickly stepped forward, grabbed Lan Jiaoyun's neck, and pinned her to the ground, scrutinizing her face with a sharp gaze.
After careful exploration, Tianyi's fingers finally touched a thin layer of foreign matter. He tore it off, and a human skin mask fell off, revealing Lan Jiaoyun's panic-stricken face.
"Ah!" Lan Jiaoyun screamed, her heart instantly filled with despair. Hadn't the black-robed man said he had superb disguises and wouldn't be easily discovered? Why? Why, she was discovered like this. What should she do? Her mind was blank, only fear and panic spread wantonly.
Tianyi looked at Lan Jiaoyun's face, which was twisted with fear, and couldn't help but frowned: "Lan Jiaoyun? It's you?"
An Yi also looked over upon hearing the sound, his eyes filled with shock: "What? Why is it Lan Jiaoyun? Where is the princess?"
A hint of coldness flashed in Mo Liyuan's eyes. He suddenly kicked Lan Jiaoyun in the chest, sending her flying several meters away.
Lan Jiaoyun suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, sweating profusely from the pain. She lay on the ground for a long time, unable to get up. After a long while, she suddenly laughed like crazy: "Lan Xiyue? She's dead, haha..."
Mo Liyuan's eyes were instantly filled with murderous intent, and his voice was icy cold: "Take her to the Wuguo Marquis Mansion!"
Upon hearing this, Tianyi picked up Lan Jiaoyun like a chick.
An Yi lowered his head, and he suddenly remembered that there was a guard accompanying them when they came back, so he hurriedly said, "Master, there was a guard accompanying them when they came back. Let me catch him." After that, An Yi stood up and hurried out.
Mo Liyuan strode out of the room with a terrifyingly gloomy look on his face.
Tianyi followed closely behind, carrying Lan Jiaoyun like a burden.
After a while, An Yi also hurried back, but he lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Master, I have looked around, but I can't find the guard who came back with me during the day."
Mo Liyuan's face darkened upon hearing this. "If anything happens to Yue'er, you won't have to live."
An Yi dropped to his knees with a plop. "I failed to protect my master. If anything happens to the princess, I will commit suicide to apologize!"
Mo Liyuan's figure flashed in the night and merged into the darkness.
Tianyi sighed lightly and looked at An Yi with complicated eyes, "Get up quickly, the princess is quite skilled, she should be fine." After saying that, he picked up Lan Jiaoyun and followed closely behind.
An stood up and followed.
Mo Liyuan came to the Wuguohou Mansion and suddenly swung his palm. The gate of the Wuguohou Mansion, which was newly built not long ago, shattered under Mo Liyuan's palm and turned into debris all over the sky.
This movement instantly alarmed everyone in the mansion. The sound of footsteps and exclamations broke the tranquility of the night.
Lan Zhenrong stared at the shattered door in astonishment, his expression instantly darkening. "Who? Who the hell did this?" His voice trembled, a mixture of anger and fear.
Mo Liyuan's voice was as cold as a sharp blade in the cold wind, piercing the silence of the night, "Lan Zhenrong!"
Only then did Lan Zhenrong see Mo Liyuan clearly at the gate. The god-like figure made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. His body trembled involuntarily. He hurried out and knelt on the ground. "Regent, I didn't know that you would arrive so late. I'm sorry for not welcoming you." His voice was filled with fear and uneasiness that was hard to conceal.
Lan Jiaoyun, seeing her father, seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and her voice was filled with tears, "Father, save me, save me."
When Lan Zhenrong looked up and saw Lan Jiaoyun, cold sweat poured down his forehead. He cursed inwardly, "What a loser! He was discovered so quickly!"
Mo Liyuan's gaze was like a knife, stabbing coldly at Lan Zhenrong, "Lan Zhenrong, how dare you? Where is Yue'er?" His voice was low and dangerous, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, making people shudder.
Lan Zhenrong knelt on the ground, his body trembling, and he prostrated himself on the ground, his voice filled with tears, "Regent, I don't know what you are talking about?" His eyes flickered, trying to hide his inner panic and fear.
Mo Liyuan's patience had run out. He suddenly drew out the soft sword from his waist. The sword light was like lightning and instantly pierced Lan Jiaoyun's chest.
Lan Jiaoyun screamed miserably, her voice shrill.
Mo Liyuan slowly pulled back the soft sword, and the blood on the tip of the sword dripped onto the ground. He picked up the handkerchief in his hand and carefully wiped the blood off the sword.
Tianyi threw Lan Jiaoyun to the ground in disgust.
Aunt Hong cried bitterly, she staggered towards Lan Jiaoyun, and supported her delicate body with trembling hands.
"Yun'er, my Yun'er, don't scare your aunt!"
Lan Jiaoyun's face was pale, with bloodstains at the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were full of pain and helplessness. "Aunt, it hurts so much, it hurts so much..." Her voice was weak and trembling, and the wound on her chest continued to bleed, staining her clothes bright red.
Aunt Hong frantically picked up a handkerchief, trying to stop the gushing blood. She turned to look at Lan Zhenrong, her eyes full of pleading: "Master, please save Yun'er, her chest is bleeding..."
Lan Zhenrong's face turned ashen, with cold sweat on his forehead, and he was filled with both fear and anger.
"Regent, what do you mean? You came to my mansion late at night, first smashed the door of my mansion, and now you even killed my daughter. I will definitely file a complaint with the emperor tomorrow morning!" There was a little trembling in Lan Zhenrong's voice, but more of it was unwillingness and anger.
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