Chapter 46 I'll go back, you guys continue!
Eunuch Xi's face turned serious. "My Lord, the Crown Prince's affairs have nothing to do with Miss Lan. The Queen Mother even ordered our family to send something to Miss Lan. Miss Lan helped the Queen Mother at Xiangguo Temple, and the Queen Mother likes Miss Lan very much."
Lan Zhenrong was stunned when these words came out, and the whip in his hand unconsciously slipped to the ground. He looked at Lan Xiyue in disbelief, his eyes full of confusion and puzzlement: "Yueyue, why haven't I heard you say that you helped the Queen Mother?"
Lan Xiyue stood there, her eyes full of grievance, her voice as thin as a mosquito: "My daughter didn't know the identity of the Queen Mother at that time."
Lan Zhenrong smiled awkwardly when he heard this, "Eunuch Xi, please come in and have a cup of tea and some snacks."
Eunuch Xi, however, did not give Lan Zhenrong much face. He flicked his whisk and said with a distant tone, "No, I still have to return to the palace to report. Come, take the gifts given by the Queen Mother to Miss Lan."
Following Eunuch Xi's order, the young eunuch immediately stepped forward.
Lan Xiyue gave Chuxia a look, and Chuxia walked forward, took the cloth and a box with a smile, and held them carefully in her arms.
Seeing the other two eunuchs carrying a box, Lan Xiyue walked over, bent down, and took it. "Just give it to me."
Lan Xiyue said as she held the box. "Damn! It's so heavy!" Her eyes lit up. Could it be gold?
The two young eunuchs were stunned and couldn't help but look back at Eunuch Xi.
The corner of Eunuch Xi's mouth twitched, and he waved his hand to the two young eunuchs. "Miss Lan is really strong!" He showed a warm smile on his face: "Miss Lan, I will return to the palace to report."
Lan Xiyue nodded slightly, "Take care, Eunuch Xi. Go back and tell the Queen Mother that I thank her for the reward."
"I will definitely tell the Empress Dowager." Eunuch Xi waved his whisk again and turned to leave.
Lan Zhenrong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as he watched Eunuch Xi's back gradually disappear into the distance.
He turned to look at Lan Xiyue, "Ahem... Yueyue, I just thought that the Crown Prince's accident had something to do with you, so... since you're alright, let's go in and talk first."
Lan Xiyue followed Lan Zhenrong inside, carrying the box with difficulty.
In the hall, Lan Lingrou looked worried: "Mom, Father is going out in a rage. He won't beat my eldest sister, right? Otherwise, how about we go out and try to persuade him?"
Lan Jiaoyun laughed out loud upon hearing this, her tone tinged with sarcasm, "Second sister, you're probably hoping that father will beat you, right? Why are you being so hypocritical?"
Lan Lingrou's face turned pale at Lan Jiaoyun's words, feeling very aggrieved. "Third sister, we are all sisters, why do you have to be so harsh with your words? I'm just worried about my eldest sister, how could I wish for my father to beat her?"
Lan Lingrou clutched her handkerchief tightly. Damn it! She was clearly a concubine's daughter, yet she relied on her grandmother's love and repeatedly went against her.
Yun Qing glanced at Lan Jiaoyun and said, "A concubine's daughter should behave like a concubine's daughter. Look at what you are saying. How can you talk to your second sister like that?"
Aunt Hong was not happy with this. "Madam, Yun'er is just telling the truth. Why? As a concubine, can't Yun'er even tell the truth?"
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The old lady tapped her cane and spoke slowly, "Alright, Yunqing, as the mistress of the Marquis's mansion, you should act like a mistress. How can you be so fussy about arguing with a junior?"
When Yun Qing heard this, the anger in her heart was like being poured with a basin of cold water, but it was still difficult to calm down. She suppressed her anger and her eyes stabbed at the complacent Hong Yi Niang beside her like a knife.
This vixen, relying on the old lady's favor, opposed her everywhere. Yun Qing hated her so much. This old woman, just when she was feeling better, was protecting this bitch and her daughter again.
If Rou'er had not reached the age of marriage, she would have wanted to kill the old woman for fear of delaying her marriage and the master's career in officialdom. She should not have been so soft-hearted in the first place.
At this moment, Lan Zhenrong and Lan Xiyue appeared at the door.
Lan Jiaoyun saw Lan Xiyue was safe and sound at a glance, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth: "It seems that the second sister does not need to worry, the eldest sister was not beaten by father!"
Lan Zhenrong frowned when he heard this, walked in, and glared at Lan Jiaoyun: "Why are you fighting? The prince's affairs have nothing to do with Yueyue. Yueyue is even appreciated by the Queen Mother and has been rewarded with many things."
Lan Lingrou's eyes were attracted by what was in Chu Xia's arms, and her eyes lit up: "Oh, Chu Xia is holding Yun Lingjin?"
She walked up quickly and said affectionately, "Big sister, what's in this box you're holding? Open it and let me see it."
"What are you looking at? This is a gift from the Queen Mother. If anyone wants to open it, I'll open it when I get back."
The old lady said in a deep voice: "Yue girl, we are all family, why not open it and take a look?"
"No, Grandmother. After all, it's a gift from the Queen Mother. If I open it, some people will inevitably get jealous."
The old lady's face darkened and she didn't say anything.
"Big sister, the tenth day of next lunar month is grandma's birthday. Rou'er hasn't made a new dress yet, so I want to ask my sister Yun Lingjin to take one of her pieces to make a new dress. What do you think, big sister?"
Lan Xiyue's smile was a little distant: "Nothing."
Yun Qing stepped forward, forcing a smile. "Yueyue, you and Rou'er are sisters. Why be so formal? Besides, we have three bolts of Yunling brocade. Mei'er, why don't you take the cloth down and have the embroiderer make new clothes for them?"
Upon hearing this, Mei'er immediately stepped forward and was about to reach out to take the Yun Lingjin in Chu Xia's arms.
However, Lan Xiyue kicked her away, her tone filled with dissatisfaction: "What? Auntie, are you trying to steal the cloth that the Queen Mother gave me as a reward?"
"Ah..." Mei'er was kicked to the ground.
Yun Qing's expression instantly turned ugly. She suppressed her anger and tried to sound calm. "Child, how many times have I told you to call me mother? I raised you since you were a child, why are you so distant from me now? I'm not trying to steal you away. I'm letting Mei'er take you away so that the embroiderer can make new clothes for you two sisters."
Lan Xiyue heard this and a cold smile appeared on her lips, which was filled with a bit of sarcasm and disdain. "My biological mother is gone, so I think it's better to call her aunt. As for this Yun Lingjin, it was given to me by the Empress Dowager. It has nothing to do with you."
Aunt Hong was dressed in gorgeous brocade, a smug smile on her lips, her voice tinged with sarcasm: "Ah, ah, they're not my biological children, they're just different. No matter how hard I try to raise them, they just won't become acquainted. For some people, all these years of hard work have been wasted."
Her words were like sharp blades, gently cutting through the air and piercing Yun Qing who was standing beside her.
Yun Qing, with a cold expression and a glint of anger in her eyes, glared at Aunt Hong and said in a cold tone, "Stop trying to sow discord here. You're just a concubine, so how can you butt in?"
Hong Yi Niang didn't care at all. She curled her lips, twisted her waist in a charming manner, and slowly walked towards Lan Zhenrong, "Master~"
Lan Zhenrong patted Hong Yi Niang's shoulder gently and said, "Alright, we are all family. There's no need to talk too much about whether I am a concubine or not."
Lan Xiyue's gaze shifted between Yun Qing and Aunt Hong. Seeing Yun Qing's angry expression, she secretly complained in her heart. It seemed that Yun Qing had suffered a lot from Aunt Hong over the years.
Lan Xiyue curled up the corner of her mouth into a sneer, Serves you right!
"Grandma, Dad, I'm going back now. You guys continue!" The box she was holding was really heavy, so she didn't want to waste time talking to them.
"Wait." Lan Zhenrong's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Lan Xiyue's steps.
She paused slightly, turned around, and asked inquiringly, "Father, is there anything else?"
Lan Zhenrong coughed lightly, his expression slightly solemn. "Um, Yueyue, what happened after you entered the palace? And is the Crown Prince okay now?"
Lan Xiyue heard this and a look of indifference appeared on her face: "My daughter didn't see the prince, she just asked questions. After she clarified it, it was none of my business, so I returned."
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