Chapter 28 - 26: Lord, Do You Have Any Thoughts?

As Yun Ran walked away, Zhen Fantong was completely exposed to everyone’s view, allowing them to see the slowly spreading bloodstain on his clothes. The location of that bloodstain... Everyone’s heart suddenly skipped a beat, and a cold sweat involuntarily appeared on their foreheads. For a moment, their gaze towards Yun Ran was filled with a bit more fear. My God! This is terrifying! This is even crueler and more frightening than directly killing someone! "Tong’er... Tong’er..." Lady Zhen looked at Zhen Fantong’s miserable state, her heart about to break, wanting to reach out to touch him, but her hand was shaking violently. Seeing the continuous flow of blood from a certain part of his body, Lady Zhen, overwhelmed by grief, suddenly blacked out and fainted on the spot. Lin Qianqiu steadied his mind, barely suppressing the turmoil within, hastily ordering the guards to quickly call for a doctor and instructing the servants to prepare hot water, a medicine box, and other necessary items. Finally, he turned his head towards Yun Ran and angrily whispered, "Lin Wanyue! You wretched child! What have you done!" This audacious, unfilial daughter! She actually crippled someone?! The incident happened in his mansion, and it was his daughter who personally did it. How could he now calm the anger of the Ding’an Marquis Mansion? "Unfilial daughter! You must immediately come with me to the Ding’an Marquis Mansion to apologize!" Yun Ran glanced at him lightly, her eyebrows raised slightly with some mockery, "Are you kidding?" "Who’s kidding with you? Now! Immediately! Obediently come with me to the Marquis Mansion to apologize! Don’t make me tie you up and bring you there!" "I dare you." Two words, spoken lightly, full of disdain and contempt. Lin Qianqiu’s neck stiffened as he was about to get angry when he suddenly met Yun Ran’s gaze. His breath caught, and a chill surged in his heart. "You... you, you unfilial daughter! What kind of look is that? Do you intend to kill your own father too?! Aren’t you afraid of the heavens’ wrath?" Yun Ran suddenly laughed, bright and chilling, "Afraid! Of course, I’m afraid! But, when I’m angry, I can’t control myself. When I go crazy, I might even kill myself." "!!!" "..." Lin Qianqiu felt as if a demonic sound drifted into his ears, ghostly and chilling, poisoning all living things, and in an instant, he felt completely overwhelmed! He had never carefully looked at this daughter before; she was always meek, timid, and silent, with almost no sense of presence. Who would have thought she had such a mad and terrifying side? For a moment, Lin Qianqiu looked at Yun Ran and forgot what he wanted to say. "What? Anything else?" Yun Ran glanced at him coolly, and Lin Qianqiu shivered, suddenly coming back to his senses. He opened his mouth but said nothing, gave a heavy cold snort, and swept away his sleeves, leaving. This unfilial daughter! How could he dare to let her go to apologize? Who knows what trouble she might stir up if she went crazy again! The feng shui in the Prince Qin Mansion really is strange. How did a good girl turn out like this after going there? Yun Ran didn’t care what he thought and walked over to Nangong Mo, naturally placing her hands on his wheelchair. "My lord, shall we head back home?" Nangong Mo turned his head to look at her, raising an eyebrow, half-smiling, "Beloved consort, what did you just do?" Yun Ran blinked slightly, somewhat conflicted. How should she reply? Would telling the truth scare him? Would lying make him feel she was taking advantage of his inability to see? "Well... it’s just... that... got rid of a scourge for the people..." Nangong Mo found Yun Ran’s current reaction a bit amusing, even a little cute, and couldn’t help but feel a bit more playful. With feigned confusion, he frowned, "Hmm? Killed?" "...No." "Knocked unconscious?" "...Not that either." "Then what?" Yun Ran: "..." [This dog man! Are you going to keep probing?] [I was thinking of sparing your ’fragile little heart’ but now, hmph!] "I just gave him a move with the Descendant-breaking Sword, and now, he is a eunuch." "Yes, that’s it." "My lord, do you have any thoughts?" Nangong Mo: "..."