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“Father, Miss Zhu, can you tell me what exactly happened?” Bai Feiyang felt that something was off, and his tone became much more serious.
“Wait a moment, I’ll tell you later,” Qing Luan said in a tone that resembled coaxing a child, causing Bai Feiyang to blush, which made the stern Bai Song smile slightly.
“Miss Zhu, we need to discuss this matter carefully…” Bai Song knew that they couldn't rush this issue; otherwise, they would be taken advantage of. If that happened, not only would the Bai Family suffer, but many innocent people would also become victims.
“Hmm!” Seeing Bai Song agree, Qing Luan felt a lot more at ease. At least the Bu Family was doomed, and Yun Nishang's marriage was ruined. She had managed to explain herself somewhat regarding Xuanyuan Rui.
What does it mean for facts to be unpredictable? Even Qing Luan herself had not anticipated it.
The Eldest Son of the Huang Family was killed on his way back home, shocking the capital.
“It must be her, it must be her,” Prime Minister Huang could not accept the news when he heard it. This eldest son was his lifelong hope and successor. Now that he was dead, it was a case of a white-haired person sending off a black-haired one—who could bear such a loss? He gritted his teeth and roared in anger, but no one could understand the meaning behind his words.
“Grandfather, you must avenge my father; he cannot die without reason,” Huang Pinyan, the Changsun, had always been fiercely protected by Prime Minister Huang. Now that he learned about his father's incident, his restraint vanished. His expression turned fierce, filled with murderous intent.
“He won’t die in vain, Yan. Don’t worry; Grandfather will definitely avenge your father,” tears welled up in his eyes as he spoke with unwavering determination.
Having climbed to his current position, he didn’t mind sacrificing a few more lives for his son’s revenge.
“Grandfather, who were you referring to just now?” Huang Pinyan was the truly wise one in the Huang Family. He understood that his grandfather's actions would lead to extreme consequences. Thus, he kept himself somewhat detached; even if the Huang Family faced disaster in the end, their bloodline could still be preserved. But now that his father was dead, he could no longer remain calm.
The Huang Family would either stand at the pinnacle or fall into oblivion.
“It’s your aunt’s fourth daughter,” Prime Minister Huang did not hide anything. Upon learning of his son’s incident and realizing that his grandson could not remain oblivious any longer, he revealed everything.
“Her?” Huang Pinyan was puzzled. “How could she kill my father?” A fifteen-year-old girl couldn’t possibly cause such chaos!
It must be said that Young Master Huang was indeed insightful; not long after, Zhu Qingluan truly turned the world upside down.
“Yan, don’t be fooled by her young age; her methods are quite formidable... Your grandfather and Uncle Bu’s plans were all seen through by her. She even captured those soldiers who killed the villagers, and now they’re imprisoned in the Princess Mansion, just waiting for a chance to be brought before the Emperor. I suspect she’s behind what happened to your father; there’s no one else but her.” He had always been low-key and reserved, except for that incident, so it had to be Zhu Qingluan.
“Zhu Qingluan, I won’t let you off!” The words spilled from his lips with a venomous edge, his eyes cold and filled with murderous intent.
“How did he die?” Qing Luan was taken aback by the news.
“Not sure, just heard he was killed on the way back. I don’t know what Prime Minister Huang had him do to earn such hatred. But evil begets evil; it’s only fitting!” Sister Yun spat dismissively, feeling that his death was well-deserved. Ever since she learned about the heinous deeds of the Huang family, she had harbored no good feelings toward them—one less of them was a blessing.
“Alas, with the Eldest Son of the Huang Family dead, that cunning fox won’t pin this on me, will he?” Qing Luan felt a twinge of unease.
She and Prime Minister Huang were already openly at odds, but there was still a thin veil between them; they hadn’t faced each other directly yet. However, if something happened to the Huang family and that cunning fox blamed her, it would spell trouble.
“Let him blame me if he wants; I’m not afraid of him!” Sister Yun replied with confidence.
“...” Qing Luan forced a bitter smile. She sensed something was amiss; perhaps someone knew about her feud with Prime Minister Huang and was deliberately stirring up trouble to reap the benefits. But without any leads, all she could do was hope for a delay in events. “Sister Yun, take Qin'er and come with me.”
“Ah, oh, okay,” Sister Yun was excited but paused momentarily at her words before nodding and turning to find Qin'er.
“Miss, where are we going?” Qin'er asked curiously as she followed Sister Yun.
“To the Princess Mansion,” Qing Luan replied. This time, Prime Minister Huang would truly be desperate.
Qing Luan sat in the palanquin while Qin'er and Sister Yun followed closely behind as they hurried toward the Princess Mansion. However, they were stopped along the way.
“Oh, who do we have here?” A mocking voice rang out, causing Qing Luan's frown to deepen. She recognized that voice—it was Lin Ya.
“Brother Zhuang, look! This is the Fourth Miss Chen whom you dismissed; how shameless!” Lin Ya felt a surge of jealousy at the thought of Zhu Qingluan and wished nothing more than to humiliate her thoroughly. But such thoughts could only remain in her mind; they could never become reality.
“Step aside,” Qin'er shouted defiantly upon seeing several people blocking their path.
A crisp slap echoed through the air, startling Qing Luan. She pulled back the curtain of the sedan chair and heard a furious voice shout, "What do you think you are? How dare you speak to me like that! You must be tired of living!"
"Qin'er," Sister Yun said, narrowing her eyes at the proud Zhuang Youlan, who had just slapped Qin'er. With a fierce expression, she stepped forward and delivered a sharp slap to Zhuang Youlan's face, the sound even louder.
"Ah!" Zhuang Youlan was taken aback by the unexpected blow, letting out a cry of shock. After a moment of stunned silence, she finally screamed, "Brother, look! She hit me! You have to avenge me!" She clung to the young man in green beside her, crying out in grievance.
Zhuang Jianming's face darkened with anger, but when he saw the girl stepping out of the sedan chair, he froze for a moment. His heart inexplicably raced, and his gaze became entranced as he stared at her, completely motionless.
"Brother? Brother?" After calling out twice with no response, Zhuang Youlan looked up at him. Seeing him foolishly gazing at Zhu Qingluan made an uneasy feeling rise within her.
Lin Ya noticed something was off with Zhuang Jianming and felt a twinge of jealousy. Qiu Mingqi had already married someone else; she had no chance there. Now even Zhuang Youlan seemed to be losing her opportunity. Her current target was Zhuang Jianming; if she could marry him, not only would she feel vindicated, but she could also humiliate Zhu Qingluan—what could be better than that?
But seeing him stare blankly at Zhu Qingluan made her uncomfortable. She immediately raised her voice sharply and shouted, "You shameless girl! How dare you hit my Sister Zhuang!" Only by defending Zhuang Youlan could she make her own feelings known.
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There might be another update tonight... but it will be late, so it's better to check tomorrow. If you could take a moment to recommend this story, I would really appreciate it! As for anything else... well, I feel too shy to ask...
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