Chapter 362 Now, your life-saving talisman has expired
Upon hearing this, Mo Liyuan's eyes darkened, as deep as a cold pond.
"Where is Yue'er? If you don't hand Yue'er over, I will make sure that your entire mansion won't survive tonight!" His voice was as cold as ice, without a trace of emotion.
Lan Zhenrong's heart trembled. He knew that the Regent was a man of his words, but he knew even more clearly that if he handed over Lan Xiyue, he would also be doomed to death, and that person would not let him go.
"I don't know what the Regent is talking about!" Lan Zhenrong bit his lip.
Mo Liyuan's eyes flashed with anger. He had already lost his patience. "I have no patience left. I'll give you one stick of incense. If you don't tell me, I'll massacre the Wuguo Marquis' Mansion!"
Lan Zhenrong was struck by lightning when he heard this. He collapsed to the ground, his face as pale as paper. "Lord Regent, you can't do this. I'm Yueyue's father. If she knew you massacred the entire mansion, she would definitely hate you."
Mo Liyuan's eyes flickered, but he said nothing.
On the other side, Chuchun and Chuxia looked puzzled and kept looking at the wide-open door.
"Where is the young lady? She went out again so late at night?" Chu Xia muttered softly, frowning slightly.
Chuchun's expression became even more solemn. She carefully recalled the scream from earlier, and a sense of foreboding rose in her heart. "I seemed to hear the young lady screaming just now. Could something have happened to the young lady?"
Chu Xia scratched her head upon hearing this. "With An Yi and the others protecting the young lady, nothing should happen. Maybe the young lady went out for something. However, she did act a little strange today." After saying this, she shouted the secret guard's name towards the courtyard: "An Yi! An Yi!"
However, the only response she received was the whisper of the night wind and the rustling of leaves. The courtyard was deserted, and the secret guards who usually lurked in the shadows were nowhere to be seen.
Chuchun and Chuxia stood side by side, their eyes full of confusion: "That's not right. Usually, don't An Yi and the others stay in the dark? They come out when they are called. Could it be that An Yi and the others followed the young lady out?"
Just as the two were puzzled, a figure suddenly flashed out from the darkness. He glanced at Chuchun and Chuxia with a deep gaze, and said meaningfully, "Don't shout, the master and the others have gone to the Marquis' Mansion."
Upon hearing this, Chuchun and Chuxia looked at each other and asked in unison, "Miss, did you go to the Marquis' Mansion too? Why did you go there so late at night?"
The secret guard said nothing more, just looked at them deeply, then he flashed away and disappeared into the darkness again.
Chu Xia looked at the secret guard who suddenly disappeared, her heart full of doubts. She shouted to the empty yard: "Hey! Explain yourself clearly!"
At this moment, Lan Xiyue and Lan Shenye rushed back. Chuchun and Chuxia saw them returning and hurried forward, calling out, "Miss, Master, what are you doing..."
Lan Xiyue's brows knitted together as her eyes swept sharply into the depths of the room. The dark guards sensed her presence and, in a flash, half-knelt on the ground. Their voices were low and respectful: "Your subordinate greets the princess!"
Lan Xiyue's voice was as cold as ice as she asked, "Has Mo Liyuan been here before?"
The secret guard's answer was brief and powerful: "Princess, the master came and found Lan Jiaoyun pretending to be the princess. He went to the Wuguo Marquis's Mansion in anger."
Chu Xia's eyes widened when she heard this, and her shock was beyond words. She looked at the secret guard in disbelief, her voice trembling, "What did you say? Lan Jiaoyun pretending to be a lady?"
When Lan Xiyue heard this, a sharp look flashed in her eyes. She turned around and was about to leave again. Lan Shenye followed closely behind her, and the two figures once again blended into the night.
Chu Xia turned to look at the secret guard, her eyes full of confusion and puzzlement: "What exactly did you mean just now?"
The secret guard slowly stood up, his eyes swept across Chu Xia, and his tone was somewhat indifferent: "The princess who returned today was Lan Jiaoyun in disguise. And the one who just came back is the real princess." They witnessed with their own eyes that the person Tianyi took out of the princess's room was Lan Jiaoyun, not the real Lan Xiyue.
The night was as dark as ink. Lan Xiyue and Lan Shenye galloped on their horses, heading straight for the Wuguo Marquis Mansion.
Mo Liyuan was standing outside the Marquis' Mansion with a deep gaze. A burst of rapid horse hooves sounded from afar and approached. He turned around suddenly, and a dazzling light instantly bloomed in his eyes.
He leaped and landed steadily on Lan Xiyue's horseback. He hugged her tightly with his arms, rested his head on her neck, breathed in her scent deeply, and whispered, "Yue'er!"
Lan Xiyue felt Mo Liyuan's warmth, she pulled the reins suddenly, "Whoa!" The horse stopped immediately.
"Mo Liyuan, go down first."
Mo Liyuan hugged Lan Xiyue and jumped off the horse. Lan Xiyue gently patted Mo Liyuan's strong back and said, "I'm fine. Let's deal with the current situation first."
Upon hearing this, Mo Liyuan slowly loosened his hands that were tightly clasped around her waist. Lan Xiyue stood firm, her eyes as sharp as torches, staring straight at the trembling figure in front of her - Lan Zhenrong.
"Lan Zhenrong, you didn't expect that I would come back?" Lan Xiyue's voice was as cold as the wind.
Lan Zhenrong's face turned pale instantly, his eyes filled with fear and disbelief: "How did you get out?"
Before he finished speaking, Lan Shenye also rode up on horseback. He also jumped down and stood beside Lan Xiyue with a cold look.
Lan Zhenrong stared at the two of them with wide eyes, a cold light flickering in his eyes.
"You..." Lan Zhenrong's voice trembled.
Lan Xiyue sneered, and her laughter was full of sarcasm and disdain: "Lan Zhenrong, your death has come." Her words were as sharp as an ice blade, piercing Lan Zhenrong's heart.
Lan Zhenrong shook his head in fear, a hint of pleading in his voice: "You can't kill me, I raised you, you can't kill me!"
Lan Xiyue's eyes remained unchanged as she said coldly, "You are not our biological father. Now, your life-saving talisman has lost its effect."
A complicated look appeared on Lan Shenye's face, and he turned his head away without even looking at Lan Zhenrong.
Lan Xiyue slowly pulled out a long whip from her sleeve. She swung her hand violently, and the whip swung towards Lan Zhenrong like a spirit snake. Lan Zhenrong groaned, and a look of pain instantly appeared on his face. He stared at Lan Xiyue with red eyes, hatred surging: "You should have died long ago. I really regret not killing you when you were born!"
Lan Xiyue's sneer was still there, and that smile was filled with endless mockery towards Lan Zhenrong: "What a pity, it's too late for you to say anything now. Today is the day you die!"
Upon hearing this, Hong Yi Niang was so shocked that she could hardly speak. She stammered, "Master, Lan Xiyue is not your daughter? Yun Shanshan, she...she cheated on me?"
Lan Xiyue swung the whip again. This time, it hit Aunt Hong hard. Aunt Hong screamed miserably. Lan Jiaoyun looked at Lan Xiyue with contempt and said weakly: "Lan Xiyue... your mother is actually a bitch... you are just a... wild..."
Before she could finish her words, Lan Xiyue interrupted her: "Shut up! You have no right to mention my mother!"
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