CHAPTER 294: CHAPTER 288: LET HER FEND FOR HERSELF

Lin Haoran’s expression didn’t seem like he was rambling, and Yun Ran also knew Jin Garden was where Bai Ruoxi lived once.

The current Minister Mansion was transformed from the former Bai Mansion.

Back then, the Bai Family was at its peak, and the courtyards and mansions were designed and built by skilled craftsmen, so having a secret chamber wasn’t surprising at all.

Although she had people investigate the Bai Family’s matters from back then, it had been eighteen years, and many insiders were no longer around, with many items destroyed as well.

Many things were already untraceable, making the investigation quite difficult.

If there indeed was such a secret chamber...

Settling her thoughts, Yun Ran casually raised an eyebrow, "Alright, for the sake of his remaining conscience, I’ll go take a look!"

Upon hearing these words, Lin Yanran wanted to rush over and tear her mouth apart.

The little brat! Getting benefits and still pretending to be modest! Look at her being so cocky!

"Sister, hurry and get in the carriage, don’t keep Father and Mother waiting too long!"

Yun Ran glanced at her with a face full of false smiles, "Better pull your head back in, lest the chill wind mess up your brain."

Lin Yanran’s smile stiffened, biting back the raging anger surging in her heart: Cursed star! Little brat! I’ll let you revel for a few more days!

Lin Haoran turned back, giving Yun Ran a cold look but saying nothing, clamping his horse’s flank and riding his Ferghana Horse in front of the carriage.

This Lin Wanyue really revealed her true nature after getting married, just as his sister said: outrageous, unruly, and brazen!

Previously, her timid and spineless demeanor was repulsive to him, even a dog looked better than her. Now her arrogant appearance was still annoying!

She was naturally an eyesore! Unlike his sister, who was noble and beautiful, pleasing to the eye!

Did she actually take Nangong Mo as her support? How foolish!

What kind of storm could Nangong Mo, a prince who had lost power, possibly stir up? When the Crown Prince ascends the throne in the future, it might even be hard to say whether he could keep his life! Still expecting him to protect her?

Ha! Fool! A fish eye is a fish eye! How could it be compared to a pearl?

...

In the inner courtyard, Nangong Mo paused his page-turning slightly upon learning that Yun Ran boarded the carriage, pursed his lips, and furrowed his brows.

Feng Xuan glanced at his expression, tentatively asking, "Master, how about I follow and protect the Princess in secret?"

Sunlight sifted through the branches onto the man’s otherworldly beautiful face, creating a play of light and shadow, adding a few degrees of cold allure.

The man resumed turning the pages, his voice carrying a somewhat chilly tone, "Since she’s gotten on someone else’s thief carriage, let her live or perish on her own."

"When the time comes, limbs broken and thrown into a dog pit, feeding on dried rats for three days."

Feng Xuan: "........."

He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, silently looking at his master, wanting to ask:

Master, are you serious? How about placing your hand over your heart and saying it again?

But dared not ask... afraid of being thrown out again...

Feng Xuan frowned, struggling to find the right words, "Master, that..."

However, when he looked up, he found no one in front of him!

The master who was sitting there reading had vanished!

Feng Xuan: "......"

Master, just saying, are you sure you’re not going to find the Princess with that speed?

Where’s the "let her live or perish on her own" you talked about?!

At least hold on for a while! We’re not in a hurry for a slap in the face!

...

In the carriage, Lin Yanran brought up her marriage with the Crown Prince again.

With a shy and bashful look, her eyes were filled with deep affection for the Crown Prince, how could one describe such a maiden’s heart!

Apart from the lingering affection, there was undisguised boasting and pride, a hint of haughtiness at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

"Sister, when I marry the Crown Prince, you must come and witness the ceremony!"

"Speaking of which, it’s been several months since you married King Qin; time flies!"

Hmph! Even if the Crown Prince once treated you differently from others, so what? I am destined to be the Crown Princess Consort!

And you, Lin Wanyue, will forever kneel in the dust looking up to me! Watching me adorn in splendor, radiant as ever!

No, you won’t even have the chance to look up to me!

The people sent to find the Wangsheng Sect haven’t returned yet, but they will eventually be found. By then, when they act, you’ll have no way out!

Nangong Mo... whether truly or falsely, showed in front of others, and before me, that he was entirely smitten by you, showering you with endless affection!

Even if I, Lin Yanran, don’t want him, you won’t get him! Because you’re not worthy!

When Yun Ran arrived at the Minister Mansion

"Hey! How dare you speak like that? What’s wrong with me mentioning him? King Qin is my god no matter what he becomes!"

"God? Just a cripple! Don’t blaspheme... Ah! Damn you dare to hit me!"

"Bang—"

"Bang bang bang—"

The few of them started brawling directly, while Yun Ran stood by the window watching the commotion below, her thoughts a bit adrift.

Nangong Mo’s leg had healed, yet he was still pretending to be crippled, surely for a good reason.

He must be harboring many secrets in his heart; could someone once so radiant and untamed really resign to sullenness, trapped in this confined Capital City?

Could he be planning something?

Shen Weixi looked at Yun Ran worriedly, thinking she was upset by those rumors, and gently comforted her, "Yue’er, don’t listen to those bastards’ nonsense."

"King Qin is a great hero! His accomplishments are timeless and will be recorded in history books! How could those ignorant fools casually defame and obliterate it?"

Yun Ran came back to her senses and smiled at her, "Don’t worry! I won’t pay attention to those fools! Tell me more about General Yun Luo’s heroic tales."

Early the next morning, a luxurious carriage stopped outside Prince Qin Mansion, with a majestic Ferghana Horse beside it.

Lin Haoran stood by the carriage window, talking to Lin Yanran inside, occasionally laughing softly, with warmth and affection in his eyes.

His attendants were knocking on the door.

Moments later, the porter came to invite him inside, but he said, "I’ll not go in, just inform your Princess that Yan’er and I are waiting here, and she should get ready to return to the Minister Mansion with me."

"Today, the family reunites for a reunion dinner, that’s also Father’s wish."

Yun Ran quickly got the news while tidying up items for today’s stall, glanced at Nangong Mo and said, "Would they really be kind enough to invite me for a meal? Could it be a Hongmen Banquet?"

Nangong Mo gave Yun Ran a look mixed with amusement and derision, "If you’re scared, you can bring me along."

"To ward off evil spirits with you?"

"..."

Nangong Mo: Do I look like a door god?

Yun Ran’s eyes drifted to his leg with a cold glint, her tone sinister, "Bringing you along, if a fight breaks out, you can’t even run, and you’ll end up dragging me down."

Nangong Mo: Ha! You want me to admit I’m not crippled! I won’t!

"No matter, you can run your own race, don’t worry about me at that time."