Chapter 357: Come to me if you have anything to say, don’t hurt Yueyue!
Lan Jiaoyun got off the carriage and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar gate of the Lan Mansion, feeling proud and happy.
She thought to herself, "Lan Xiyue, ah Lan Xiyue, you used to be so arrogant that you wouldn't even let anyone from the Marquis' Mansion set foot in your mansion. Now, I've replaced you, and everything you have will belong to me."
Lan Jiaoyun held her head high and walked into the Lan Mansion.
Chuchun and Chuxia were surprised to see Lan Xiyue and said, "Miss, you're back."
Before he finished speaking, Lan Jiaoyun snorted coldly and walked in with big strides.
The two looked at each other, both puzzled: What happened to the young lady today? Why is she so cold?
What puzzled them even more was that the strange guard actually followed the young lady into the house.
The two walked in. Chu Xia frowned and stared at the guard: "Miss, who is he?"
Lan Jiaoyun glanced at Chu Xia, walked forward, and slapped her hard on the cheek with such force that she staggered a few steps and almost fell.
"I have something to tell him. You guys go out. You are not allowed to come in without my order."
Chuxia covered her instantly swollen cheeks, and tears rolled down like beads from a broken string.
She looked up in disbelief, her eyes full of shock and grievance: Miss... actually hit her?
Seeing this, Chuchun hurried forward to support Chuxia, and the two of them walked out of the room together and closed the door.
Chuxia couldn't help sobbing softly, her shoulders shaking.
Chuchun glanced at Chuxia distressedly, then glanced back at the closed door and whispered comfortingly: "Don't cry, the young lady went boating on the lake today and encountered an assassination, so she might be in a bad mood."
Upon hearing this, Chu Xia forced herself to stop crying, wiped her tears with her sleeves, and uttered a muffled "hmm".
Chuchun took her hand and said softly, "Let's go to the kitchen and make something delicious for you. Maybe after eating it, you'll feel better."
The two walked towards the kitchen side by side.
In the room, the man looked at Lan Jiaoyun coldly, "Idiot! Don't forget, you are now Lan Xiyue's identity. Lan Xiyue dotes on these two girls. You actually hit her girl as soon as you arrived. Are you afraid that others won't get suspicious?"
Upon hearing this, Lan Jiaoyun's body trembled violently and her face turned pale as paper in an instant.
She said in a trembling voice, "Sir, can you please get rid of these two girls? They have been following Lan Xiyue all the time, and I'm afraid they will find me."
The man snorted coldly, "No! If they suddenly disappear, people will suspect you. You must pretend to be Lan Xiyue now and don't reveal any flaws until you marry into the Regent's Palace and obtain the tiger talisman. If you reveal any flaws and people find out you are not Lan Xiyue, you will die."
Lan Jiaoyun's body trembled even more violently, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Well, I will definitely not reveal any flaws."
Seeing this, the man said no more, stood up, opened the door and walked out.
As soon as An saw the man coming out, he stepped out from the darkness with a vigilant look in his eyes: "Hey! Who are you?"
The man turned around flatteringly and gave An Yi a fawning smile. There was a barely perceptible tremor in his voice. "My humble name is Wang Ergou. I was once fortunate enough to receive a meal from the eldest lady. This time, when the eldest lady returned and saw me being bullied by the third lady, she stepped in to rescue me and saved me from this dire situation. The eldest lady even kindly said that from now on, I would serve her in this attic as a servant."
Upon hearing this, An Yi looked closely at the man in front of him who called himself Wang Ergou with a sharp gaze. He did not detect any fluctuations in martial arts or internal energy from this man. Since he was the person brought back by the princess, An Yi was too lazy to say anything more. He just waved his hand lightly, and disappeared in a flash.
At this time, Lan Xiyue was thrown roughly onto the carriage, and the quilt covering her head almost suffocated her.
Lan Xiyue was furious, secretly complaining: "We're already in the carriage, can't we just pull the blanket off our heads?" She was almost breathless.
As the carriage continued to shake, Lan Xiyue's consciousness began to blur. Just as she was about to slip into the space she carried with her to escape the suffocating feeling, the quilt covering her head finally slipped off, exposing her head and allowing her to breathe in fresh air in big gulps.
Where was this man taking her? What was Lan Zhenrong planning? Why didn't he just kill her?
Night fell until the stars twinkled and the carriage finally stopped.
The guard entered the carriage, and Lan Xiyue glared at him, "Hey! What on earth do you want, Lan Zhenrong? Where have you brought me to?"
The guard just sneered without any response. He pulled the quilt over her again and carried her out of the carriage.
Lan Xiyue cursed in her heart and could only call out to the system in her mind, "System, where is this place?"
The system was silent for a moment, and finally gave an answer: "Host, this place... is full of graves."
"Oh my god, are you planning to kill me and bury me?"
System: "Host, quickly enter the space."
"System, don't panic yet. Let's wait and see. If they really want to attack me, it won't be too late to enter the space later."
The guards carried her with steady steps, and soon they arrived at a tomb.
The guard stepped forward and lightly touched a seemingly ordinary stone with his fingers. The next moment, a narrow door in the tomb slowly opened, only wide enough for one person to pass through.
The guard threw Lan Xiyue to the ground without mercy, bent his waist, dragged her, and went deeper step by step.
System: "Why is it like dragging a dead dog?"
"Bah! System, who are you calling a dead dog?"
System: "Haha, this system was wrong, wrong, host. I didn't expect this tomb to have hidden traps."
Lan Xiyue's thoughts raced: "Could it be that my brother is also imprisoned here? What on earth does Lan Zhenrong want to do?"
As the tunnel went deeper, the space gradually became more spacious, and the guards could straighten their backs, carry Lan Xiyue on their backs again, and walk quickly forward.
Soon, Lan Xiyue was thrown to the ground again. This time, even through the quilt, she could feel the pain brought by the impact.
The quilt was roughly lifted up, and Lan Xiyue finally saw the scene in front of her clearly - this was a dark and damp dungeon.
On the rack nearby, her brother Lan Shenye was tied up tightly, his body covered with shocking whip marks.
Lan Xiyue's eyes narrowed suddenly, and her voice was filled with grief and heartache that was difficult to conceal: "Brother!"
Lan Shenye forced himself to open his eyes. When he saw Lan Xiyue lying on the ground, his pupils suddenly shrank and his voice was full of anxiety: "Yueyue!" He struggled, trying to break free from the restraints, but to no avail.
He turned to the indifferent man beside him and said, "If you have anything to say, come to me. Don't hurt Yueyue!"
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