Chapter 194 - 194 194 Mengmeng Ill Be Careful Next Time

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Chapter 194: Chapter 194 Mengmeng, I’ll Be Careful Next Time! Chapter 194: Chapter 194 Mengmeng, I’ll Be Careful Next Time! Madam Zhang went out to buy some tonics, only to return to find a coffin in the courtyard. Not a single servant dared to tell her what had happened. Madam Zhang slowly approached the coffin and saw her son’s emaciated corpse. She was struck with grief and after being dazed for a long while, she hoarsely dragged at Zhan Feng’s body. “Quick, restrain her!” Madam Wang, trembling, hobbled out of the house with a cane, commanding the servants to stop her. Housekeeper Wang by her side held back Madam Zhang, and several Protectors also surrounded her and grabbed hold of her. Madam Zhang collapsed onto the cold ground with a hollow look in her eyes, murmuring to herself, “This isn’t my Feng’er, he was still so young, he shouldn’t be dead...” Madam Zhang, in her madness, saw Zhan Lan step out of the house. Ignoring the Protectors’ intervention, her expression twisted with rage as she got up and ran over, grabbing Zhan Lan by the collar and roaring, “Give me back my son, it’s all this jinx’s fault for cursing Feng’er!” Zhan Lan, with an expressionless face, allowed her to vent her emotions, for she saw that her grandfather, father, mother, brother, and Zhan Xuerou had all arrived. Madam Wang scolded Madam Zhang with a cold voice, “Stop it, for the second wife of the General Mansion to behave like a shrew, what dignity does that show!” Madam Zhang helplessly wept and released Zhan Lan’s collar. Zhan Beicang quickly stepped forward, first glancing at Zhan Feng’s body, then approaching Madam Wang. “Mother, I’ve come to see my younger brother.” Madam Wang looked haggard and let Zhan Beicang inside. After everyone had paid their respects to Zhan Xincheng, they all gathered around the coffin. Madam Wang recounted what had just happened. Madam Zhang stared intently at Zhan Lan, disbelieving that Zhan Lan could be so kind. However, Zhan Xincheng’s complexion did indeed look much better than when she had left. Zhan Lan stood silent, while Zhan Xinzhang listened to the recent events with furrowed brows. Zhan Beicang turned to Madam Zhang, “Sister-in-law, do not blame Lan’er. She handed the evidence over to me; I was the one who presented it! Zhan Feng committed treason, and this is his deserved punishment. As part of the Zhan Family, anyone who commits such acts will be treated the same by me!” He watched Zhan Feng grow up and naturally had feelings for him, but Zhan Beicang was a man of integrity; a wrong must be faced with punishment, even if it were his own son. What must be done, must be done! Zhan Xinzhang remained silent; he knew that Madam Wang also resented him, but what had happened could not be undone. There’s no cure for regret in this world, and Zhan Feng’s mistake was his own. He would not shield him from blame. Zhan Xuerou, her cheeks aching from the cold wind, clutched the hand warmer in her arms. Standing behind Qin Shuang, she was nauseated by the stench of Zhan Feng’s corpse. Qin Shuang squeezed her hand, and Zhan Xuerou looked to Qin Shuang, “Mother, I’m fine.” Madam Zhang choked up, knowing that this matter could not be fully blamed on others; if there was blame to assign, it was to her son who was bewitched and chose to become the Prince’s pawn in rebellion. Zhan Xinzhang’s eyes reddened as tears streamed down his face against the wind, making a difficult decision, “Bury Zhan Feng’s body at West Mountain Cemetery, and as for his spirit tablet, it cannot enter the ancestral hall!” Madam Wang’s throat tightened, and Madam Zhang wept silently. After all, Zhan Feng was an accessory to treason, and thus could not be accepted back into the family lineage. Zhan Xinzhang ordered people to handle Zhan Feng’s funeral, and several left together. Zhan Lan and Doctor Qi prepared to leave, but Madam Wang chased after them, handing Zhan Lan a box of dry fruits; she hadn’t had the mind to prepare in advance due to the haste. “Fourth daughter, visit your grandmother when you have the time,” said Madam Wang, affectionately patting Zhan Lan’s hand. Madam Wang was still in time to ingratiate herself with Zhan Lan, hoping that Zhan Lan would bring Doctor Qi to treat her son more often, naturally speaking more affectionately than before. “Alright,” Zhan Lan said, accepting it with a smile. Zhan Lan returned home and opened the food box to take a look. The dried fruits inside had grown moldy, and some even had clusters of insect eggs. With a silent shake of her head, Zhan Lan thought to herself that Lady Wang was still the same, treating people as casually as one would beggars. Zhan Lan coldly dumped all the dried fruits. She didn’t harbor any feelings for Lady Wang, nor could she be bothered to get angry, considering all these family members would sooner or later die by her hand. In her previous life, her grandfather was literally angered to death. Lady Wang, despite being a doctor, ignored her grandfather for her own son Zhan Xincheng, looking on as he died. In the end, Lady Wang and Zhan Xincheng’s family basked in Si Jun’s imperial favor, and she even became a First-rank Imperial Decree. Such a vicious woman, probably all those years of affection with her grandfather were fake. Or perhaps, in her heart, her husband was not as important as her son! Xiao Chen entered Zhan Lan’s room that evening, reporting to her about Huang Gun’s whereabouts. “I saw him forging iron; he seemed in good spirits.” Zhan Lan gave a small, mocking smile: “Huang Gun is nothing but a weed, extremely tenacious. Since Ouyang Qingming caused trouble, according to the rules, the newly advanced scholars who make mistakes can be re-ranked within a month. Huang Gun has a good chance of going to Heifeng Pass with us!” Xiao Chen sat down, taking the wine Zhan Lan had poured. The liquor warmed him as it went down. “What are you doing, making winter clothes?” Xiao Chen noticed Zhan Lan’s hands threading a needle, clumsily sewing a piece of clothing that vaguely resembled a man’s attire. Zhan Lan pursed her lips, “I owe someone a favor, so I need to finish it quickly.” A touch of acidity surged in Xiao Chen’s heart; in both his lives combined, he had never seen Zhan Lan make clothes for any man. She couldn’t even embroider a purse well; he wondered which man had such good fortune... Xiao Chen stroked Little Black’s head when the dog suddenly started barking furiously toward the window. “Woof woof woof!” Xiao Chen and Zhan Lan simultaneously turned to look outside. A man with a cold expression stood there, as if it were his own house, pushing the door open and walking in. As he entered, a chill seemed to blow in, hitting Zhan Lan in the face. Seeing the visitor, Little Black retreated behind Zhan Lan, tucked its tail, and let out a series of muffled whines. Zhan Lan lifted her gaze, seeing Mu Yan’s icy face; he didn’t look pleased. “Lord Mu, you’ve frightened Little Black!” Zhan Lan stroked the dog’s head; it seemed to be very afraid of Mu Yan, as if it had been so since it was young. Did Mu Yan do something to it that caused a lasting trauma? Mu Yan’s cold eyes glanced at Xiao Chen, before he naturally sat down next to Zhan Lan, grabbing the scruff of Little Black’s neck. Little Black, a dog nearly human height, was pulled over by Mu Yan as if it were a small chick, its neck shrunk, pupils dilated, eyes roundly wide. Under Mu Yan’s grip, Little Black didn’t dare to move a muscle, as if it were bewitched, its fur standing on end. Mu Yan comfortably hugged Little Black, smoothing its sleek fur: “Mengmeng, I’ll be more careful next time!” Zhan Lan: “...” Mu Yan looked at Zhan Lan with a half-smile, an infuriating expression on his face. Zhan Lan’s mouth twitched; why was Mu Yan calling her by her childhood nickname again! Hadn’t they agreed not to call her that thoughtlessly?!

Chapter 194 - 194 194 Mengmeng Ill Be Careful Next Time

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