Chapter 52 Father-Kill

Yuan took over those thin pages of paper, and his mood was completely different from when he peeped at Lan Shu's old private affairs. At that time, he was completely independent of the incident and planned with a scrutiny look. Now, his heart is pounding so much that he actually has some fear similar to the fear of being close to home. He rubs the edge of the paper and dares not open it.

The room is very quiet, with only the trembling sound of paper pages and Yuan's suppressed breathing. He summoned up his courage, took a deep breath, took the paper in front of him, opened it and looked at it carefully.

The more he looked at it, the more serious his expression became, and he showed a little unbelievable surprise. In the end, he stood up.

He never thought that the female apprentice in a small medical center in the small city of Liyi turned out to be the direct sister of Shen Xuanji, the queen of the Dayun dynasty.

She is not a duckweed ling around with the waves of fate. There is an extremely strong backer behind her, but her side is completely hostile to him.

Yuan fell into a conflict. Can he marry an enemy woman? Will her family, especially her sister and brother-in-law, be willing to marry her to him? He shook his head. No matter what they think, he must get what he likes!

He got up from his chair and strode out. The palace people didn't know what he wanted to do and didn't dare to chase him, so they had to line up to follow him, at a certain distance to ensure their safety to a certain extent.

Yuan's direction is "Mo Shang Hall". A decision he made in an instant was to marry Yingluo, and now he knows that she is surnamed Shen. He still has an impression of her parents. Although the mighty general Shen Mingyuan is not as famous as his brother-in-law Wei Ye, he is also a strong veteran on the battlefield. In Beijin, many elite soldiers and strong generals will die under his horseshoe. Yuan Li still remembers the war in which Beijin attacked Dayun a few years ago. If it hadn't been for Lan Shu's trick, the state lord would have sent someone to buy the officials who transmitted the military newspaper, Shen Mingyuan and his wife stationed in Wanping would not have died in the country. In that case, maybe the whole situation would have been reversed.

Yuan pinched and calculated that when Shen Mingyuan and his wife died, Yingluo should be less than 15 years old. He thought of her at that time, although he had never seen her, but he could roughly estimate that she must have been so cold and arrogant since childhood, but there was a fire in his eyes that could warm your cold and hard people.

Lan Shu listened to the return of the palace people and heard that it was Yuan Li who came, and his mind quickly turned around. He hasn't come to his "Mo Shang Hall" for more than half a month, and he almost mercilessly avoided his goodwill at the night banquet on August 15. What is he here for now?

She racked her brains and couldn't figure out Yuan's thoughts, so she had to say, "Let him in."

When Yuan Li came in, he saw a doctor kneeling beside Lan Shu's couch and massaged the top of her head. Thinking of Milo's life, he almost wanted to laugh. But he had something more important, so he waved his head at the imperial doctor, "I have something important to talk about with my daughter-in-law. You go down first."

The doctor took a peek at Lan Shu and saw that she was not dissatisfied, so he quickly stood up and bowed back out. Lan Shu's close maid would look and take a group of palace people out, leaving only the nominal mother and son in the bedroom.

"Your Highness is busy. What wind blew you today?" Lan Shu didn't open his eyes and lay on the couch and asked leisurely.

Yuan didn't care about her sarcasm, but just smiled and said, "My son is here to deal with those useless slaves after his mother. He can't cut grass and eradicate it well. It's also a waste of money to keep it. It's better to cut off all his head and hands to make fertilizer."

Lan Shu listened to his strange words and opened his eyes slightly. "If you have anything to say, just say it directly. I don't want to listen to it in such a roundabout way."

Yuan smiled more happily and handed those pages to Lan Shu, "It doesn't matter if the mother can't understand what the minister said. After reading this, you should understand."

Lan Shu took the letter suspiciously and only looked at a few lines, and his face changed greatly. Yuan Li stood aside and appreciated her angry and self-restraint look, and was in a good mood.

After a long time, Lansu straightened his mood and reluctantly smiled at Yuan Li, "Even if my people are incompetent, what does it have to do with you to let go of the emperor's sister-in-law?"

Yuan shrugged his shoulders, "It's very simple. I want to marry her."

Lan Shou was shocked and subconsciously threw those pages of paper at Yuan Yu, "You are delusional!"

The paper has no weight and floats in the air and falls to the ground.

Yuan was not angry at all. He picked it up and put it in his arms. "The mother couldn't figure it out for a moment. The son didn't blame his mother, but the son had made up his mind. No matter who was unwilling or obstructed him, I wanted to marry her."

Lan Shu pointed to him angrily and cursed, "You ungrateful beast! Why was I confused and good to you at that time? Think about your mother, what kind of bitch is on the table? It's just a thing-like girl, and you are just a bitch! I took you as a person and brought you up by my side. Without me, I don't know where your bones are beating drums, and you still want to be the prince of the dynasty?

She didn't breathe at all like a series of cannons. "If it hadn't been for my all kinds of plans, when would it be your turn to be the prince and the future leader of the country? Now that your wings are hard, you want to throw me away! Let me tell you, it's not that easy!"

"When you used me at that time, you didn't have this face. Now that I look at the noble girl of Dayun, I want to kick me aside. Don't be delusional, provoke me, and let your wishful thinking fail!"

She gritted her teeth and said, with a faint cold light in her eyes, "I don't care who she is. At worst, no one can deceive me and betray me anymore!"

Yuanqi saw that her whole body was hysterical, and her originally dignified and beautiful face was also ferociously twisted. He shook his head with great regret, took out another thing from his arms, and raised it to Lan Su. "The mother doesn't have to be so angry. It's better to calm down and take a good look at such a thing before making a decision. "

Lan Shu's reaction did not disappoint him. She looked at the swinging red rope chain in his hand and opened her eyes wide. "Where did you get such a thing?"

Yuan made a "sh" gesture with his fingers between his lips. He came forward, sat on Lan Su's couch, stretched out his hand and touched her cheeks, "My son and my mother have always depended on each other in this palace. Why does my mother seem to be separated with my son today?"

The sadness on his face does not seem to be fake, but it is indeed fake. Lan Xi looked at him in a frenze, as if he didn't understand why the man he raised with his own hands was completely different overnight and he couldn't recognize him at all.

"As long as the mother is willing to follow her son's wishes and let me write a letter to ask Da Yun for marriage," Yuan Wei looked at Lan Su's eyes affectionately, but the words he said were gloomyly full of threats. "My son will definitely keep his mouth shut about my sister."

Lan Su was coerced by him like this. She only felt that half of her heart was soaked in the snow water and half burned in the flames. The heat and cold made her very uncomfortable. She frowned slightly, held her heart, and lowered her head without saying a word.

Yuan waited patiently. After a long time, Lan Xu nodded weakly, "Well, you have grown up, just do what you want."

"It's just," she seems to want to fight against trapped beasts. "Your father may not promise you to marry Da Yun." The woman's emperor's brother-in-law may not marry his direct sister to an sworn enemy. She didn't believe that Yuan Li didn't think of this. She looked at him like a madman.

Yuan's mental state at this time is indeed similar to that of a madman who is excited at all times. He held his head happily and patted Lan Su on the chest, "It doesn't matter, father, I'll say it myself!"