Mo Lan was hit by this blow and his blood surged. He lay on the ground unable to stand up and allowed Qin Jixiang to pull his hair.
"stop!"
Mo Lan raised her head and saw Gong Shaoqian standing at the door with Qian Shuyu in his arms, looking at her condescendingly, with undisguised contempt and disgust in his eyes.
Qian Shuyu immediately came over and helped her up. I don't know if it was intentional. Her sleeves hooked Mo Lan's hairpin, and all her hair fell apart in an instant.
"Ah, I was not careful. Fifth Prince, can I take Mo Lan to the carriage to clean up?"
Gong Shaoqian looked at her tenderly, and when he looked at Mo Lan, his eyes were full of disgust, and he waved his hand impatiently, "Go ahead."
Mo Lan sat in the carriage and let Qian Shuyu comb her hair.
"Why is my sister ignoring me today, but is she angry with me?"
Mo Lan looked straight ahead and said without any emotion: "Miss Qian will be the fifth prince's concubine in one month. How dare I be angry."
Qian Shuyu put down the comb, took out a jade hairpin from the drawer of the carriage and inserted it into her hair.
"My sister is talking nonsense again. She is a concubine. Didn't my sister not care before? Didn't you bring up the idea of me becoming a concubine? If my sister minded, Shuyu would not marry me."
Qian Shuyu took out a handkerchief, wiped the injured area on her face, and smiled calmly.
Mo Lan sighed, "If you don't get married, I'm afraid the fifth prince will skin me. You know I don't care about this, but why did you get married on the same day as Mo Ran?"
Qian Shuyu covered her mouth and snickered, "Sister, are you angry about this? The day is monitored by the Qintian Supervisor, and that day is the most auspicious day recently. I thought that if I entered the Fifth Prince's Mansion earlier, I could persuade him to treat you like this as soon as possible. My wife, take it home! As for the day of my wedding, my sister and Mr. Mo don’t need to come, they can just arrange sister Ran’er’s wedding at home.”
Seeing her frank face, Mo Lan dispelled her doubts. She knew that Qian Shuyu was not simple, but Mo Ran and she had no worries in the past and no enmity in the recent days, and they didn't even cross paths. Maybe she was overthinking it.
"Don't you blame me in your heart? I am standing between you and the fifth prince."
Qian Shuyu took her hand and said, "You and I both know that this marriage is not what you want. I am very grateful to you for allowing me to be friends with the fifth prince. When I give birth to a child in the future, he will bear your name." Next, we are still good sisters."
"Mo Lan, come down as soon as you've finished packing. I want to go to burn incense with Shuyu, so I don't have time to take you with me."
Gong Shaoqian's voice came from outside the window. Mo Lan immediately stood up and pushed open the carriage door. Seeing that he still had a look of disgust on his face, she didn't give him a good look.
He turned around and gave Qian Shuyu a few words, jumped out of the carriage, and left without saluting.
Gong Shaoqian snorted coldly, got on the carriage and hugged Qian Shuyu, "What did she tell you? What child should I give her?"
Qian Shuyu looked at him innocently, and then smiled helplessly as if he had come to his senses.
"I said that I would give my first child to her. She can't have children and can't practice. She is already very pitiful. You should treat her better in the future."
Gong Shaoqian hugged her tighter, "How can you be so pitiful as you said? What's pitiful is that you can only be my concubine and have to give up your child to others. How can you be so stupid? She will come in the future , so we designated a secluded yard for her to prevent her from disturbing us."
Qian Shuyu smiled and lightly hammered his chest, then leaned forward with a smile. The moment he lowered his head, his eyes were filled with viciousness.
When Mo Lan came home with a bruised nose and face, she noticed a flash of red following behind her, and she stopped helplessly.
"Mr. Qin, you have been following me all day. What are you doing? Do you want to hit me to vent your sister's anger?"
Mo Lan pointed at his bruised face, indicating that he had been beaten badly.
Unexpectedly, Qin Jiyan apologized to her, "Sorry, I couldn't show up when you were beaten today."
Mo Lan waved her hand nonchalantly, "It's okay, it's okay, you are cousins, I understand."
"No, it's not what you think."
When Mo Lan saw that he looked serious and had something on his mind hidden in his eyes, he immediately became jealous again.
"Come on, I'll take you to dinner. I won't go home to eat today!"
In the private room, Mo Lan held a wine bottle and poured it into his mouth without any image. Qin Jiyan snatched the wine bottle and said, "We agreed to treat me to dinner, but why did we start drinking first?"
Mo Lan sat up straight, picked up the chopsticks and turned over the braised pork in front of her. She was tired of eating these when she went out and fooled around every day.
"Are you really homeless?"
Qin Jiyan poured the wine into the glass and handed it to her. Mo Lan took it and accidentally touched his finger. Her heart was pounding and she was busy thinking silently in her heart, don't let her original emotions come out again.
"Do you know why I was injured yesterday?"
Mo Lan drank the wine in one gulp and smacked his mouth with satisfaction, "You are a child of the Qin family. Isn't it common for someone to assassinate you?"
"What if I said it was the Qin family who killed me."
Mo Lan's hand holding the wine glass paused, "Your father is just the eldest son of the eldest son. There is no special reason. They don't need to except you. What did you find?"
Qin Jiyan smiled and said, "You didn't ask me what I did, but what I discovered. It's really interesting!"
"Young master Qin has always been cautious. Even if you are the most talented person in the Qin family, you still know how to restrain your sharpness and hide at home like a playboy. Naturally, you will not do anything earth-shattering to make the Qin family insist on killing you. No, it can only be that you know what you shouldn’t know.”
Qin Jiyan picked up the wine glass, filled it up again, drank it all in one gulp, and said with red eyes, "You want to know? But your life will be at risk!"
Mo Lan shrugged, "It doesn't matter. It's up to you whether you tell me or not, but I will keep it secret."
"Do you know Qin Jixi's brother, Qin Jiru."
Mo Lan searched around in his mind before reluctantly remembering this person, "The Confucian scholar respected by the world's Confucian scholars, who can predict the world's talents in three steps."
Qin Jiyan leaned on the chair and stared at Mo Lan without saying anything. Mo Lan suddenly covered his mouth, "This is actually you, Qin Jiru pretended to be you!"
"Smart, when Northern Xinjiang attacked, I came up with a three-step plan. When I signed the name, I wanted to protect myself, and I didn't want to be unknown in the future. I signed the name as Ruya Gongzi. Who is the King of Qi? I quickly found out the Qin family. I was less than ten years old at that time, so they thought that the elegant young master should be my long-lost fourth grandfather, Qin Yanfu, so they planned to lure the snake out of the hole and ask Qin Jiru, who was the same age as me, to replace him and pretend to be the elegant young master."
"So, the Qin family has discovered your identity and wants to kill you and silence you!"
Qin Jiyan shook his head, "I only show my sharpness, which will only lead to my death, so they still don't know that I am the elegant young master."
Mo Lan dropped a peanut in his mouth. Seeing him lingering, he poured him another glass of wine, "Go on."
