Chapter 356 If you are talking nonsense, don’t stay with me
Hong Yi Niang patted Lan Zhenrong's back, her tone filled with helplessness and resentment, "Master, calm down. You know the eldest lady's temper. She has no regard for our mansion at all, otherwise she wouldn't be living a happy life outside, while our mansion is now struggling to make ends meet and has no money to even pay for the old lady's medical treatment and medicine..."
Lan Zhenrong's face was as gloomy as water. He snorted, feeling extremely dissatisfied with Lan Xiyue's indifference.
Lan Jiaoyun curled her lips, her tone bitter, "Auntie, I told you, Lan Xiyue is about to marry the Prince Regent, and she no longer takes our mansion seriously."
Just as they were all thinking about their own things, Lan Xiyue's voice rang out softly, "An Yi, search immediately. Make sure you find my brother!"
An Yi responded softly. Lan Zhenrong was secretly happy when he heard that. He had finally gotten rid of the secret guards around her. "Don't look for her anymore. Ye'er came back and saw that his grandmother was seriously ill. He has gone to get medicine for her."
Upon hearing this, Lan Xiyue was half-believing and half-doubting what he said.
Just as she turned to leave, Lan Jiaoyun suddenly stepped forward and blocked her way. "Sister, now that you're here, why don't you go in and see Grandma? She's unconscious and still talking about you. Why don't you go in and see her?"
Lan Xiyue thought to herself, glanced at them, turned and walked towards the old lady's room. She wanted to see if the old lady was really as seriously ill and unconscious as they said.
Lan Xiyue stepped into the inner room. The room was completely silent, without even a maid or servant in sight. This made her even more suspicious.
The bed was tightly covered by curtains, and the scene inside could not be seen.
Lan Xiyue became alert, slowly walked to the bed, and gently pulled open the curtain with one hand.
At that moment, a cloud of powder swept toward her. Lan Xiyue was quick to dodge, but the powder still clung to the edge of her clothes. Her heart sank, and she thought, "Oh no! Softening Powder?" Its effects had already quietly penetrated her limbs and bones. She tried to hold her breath, but it was too late. Her strength was gradually draining from her body. She turned back abruptly, her gaze piercing the empty inner room.
The figure on the bed flashed before her eyes like a ghost. The figure waved his hand lightly and tapped with his fingertips. Lan Xiyue felt that the internal force in her body was stagnant, and her blood circulation was blocked, and she could not move at all.
The system yelled: "Host!!!"
Lan Zhenrong and the others strode in, looking at the restrained Lan Xiyue with a sinister grin on their faces, "You evil girl, you're finally in my hands this time."
Lan Jiaoyun followed closely behind, with a smug smile on her face, walking towards Lan Xiyue step by step.
She walked up to Lan Xiyue, her eyes filled with both resentment and satisfaction, as if she could finally hold her head high. "Lan Xiyue, let's see how you can act this time?" Her words were filled with provocation and sarcasm, and then she slapped Lan Xiyue hard in the face.
Lan Xiyue's eyes were still as cold as ice, and she stared at Lan Jiaoyun coldly. Lan Jiaoyun was frightened by the sudden cold gaze and took a few steps back involuntarily, but then she realized that Lan Xiyue was unable to move at this moment, and her fear instantly turned into a more complacent smile.
"Lan Xiyue, why are you still looking at me like this at this time? Do you believe that I will dig out your eyes?" Her voice was full of threats and malice.
Lan Xiyue's gloomy voice sounded, "Can you try to dig out my eyes?"
Seeing this, Lan Zhenrong said, "Yun'er, go get ready quickly. Take Lan Xiyue away."
Upon hearing this, the guard quickly pulled the quilt beside him and roughly wrapped Lan Xiyue in it. Then, he carried Lan Xiyue and quickly left the room.
Lan Xiyue's upside-down posture made her dizzy, and she felt a strong desire to kill.
"Host, enter the space!" The system's anxious voice sounded again in Lan Xiyue's mind.
Lan Xiyue responded calmly, "System, don't worry. My brother should be in their hands now. Let's see where this guy is carrying me."
On the other side, a dark figure was busy in the inner room where candlelight flickered. The black-robed man's deft hands were fiddling with Lan Jiaoyun's cheeks. In just a moment, Lan Jiaoyun in the bronze mirror looked exactly like Lan Xiyue, and even the charm between her eyebrows was imitated vividly.
Lan Jiaoyun looked at herself in the mirror, a gleam in her eyes.
Lan Jiaoyun walked out of the inner room and was greeted by Lan Zhenrong's hearty laughter. His eyes were as sharp as torches, fixed on Lan Jiaoyun's face which was identical to Lan Xiyue's, as if he saw the hope of the Marquis's Mansion's rapid rise.
"Yun'er, you look exactly like Xiyue right now. Remember, you must not reveal any flaws when you go back. When you marry into the Regent's Mansion and obtain the tiger talisman, it will be the day when my mansion will move to a higher level." Lan Zhenrong's words were full of calculation and ambition.
Lan Jiaoyun smiled slightly, "Don't worry, Daddy, I will live up to your expectations and complete the mission."
After saying this, she turned to look at the black-robed man beside her. He had changed into a guard's attire and pulled out an exquisite porcelain bottle from his bosom. He gently poured out a pill and spoke in a voice as cold as ice: "Take this pill, and your voice will be identical to hers. However, the effect will only last for a month. During this time, you must obtain the tiger talisman. I will disguise myself as your servant and help you."
Lan Jiaoyun took the pill without hesitation and swallowed it in one gulp.
At this moment, An Yi came over and asked, "Princess?"
Lan Zhenrong gave Lan Jiaoyun a look at the right time. Lan Jiaoyun understood, nodded, and slowly walked out of the room.
"Princess, I have not been able to find the eldest young master." An Yi reported in a low voice.
Lan Xiyue coughed lightly, "Yeah, I understand. My brother went to the Huguo Temple to burn incense for my mother and announce the good news. Let's go back."
An Yi's doubts grew even stronger: "Princess, you are getting married soon. The Huguo Temple is a long way away. What if the young master can't get back in time?"
"Lan Xiyue" glared at An Yi unhappily, turned and left. An Yi looked at the figure that was getting farther and farther away, feeling confused.
Who was the guard following behind the princess? How could he not recognize him? An Yi stepped forward quickly: "Princess, who is this guard?"
Lan Xiyue's footsteps suddenly stopped, and her cold gaze shot towards An Yi behind her like an ice blade, "If you're talking nonsense, then don't stay with me."
An Yi scratched his head, looking confused. He just asked a question out of curiosity, but he didn't expect to make the princess unhappy. It seems that he should not be so talkative in the future.
He looked back in the direction of the Marquis's residence, muttering to himself: The princess's visit seems different from usual. Could it be that she has finally reconciled with the Marquis's residence? But then he thought again, feeling that this was impossible, so he shook his head and followed.
But at this moment, Lan Jiaoyun's heart was in turmoil. She was thinking that the poison master behind her was very skilled in poisoning, and might be able to kill everyone around Lan Xiyue without anyone knowing, so as to avoid being exposed as Lan Xiyue.
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