Chapter 210: Chapter 210

"Yan’er, this is not a big deal. You are to be the Crown Princess Consort in the future, you must learn to stay calm and keep your composure even when faced with mounting challenges."

Upon hearing the words ’Crown Princess Consort,’ Lin Yanran’s expression eased slightly, but she still frowned deeply, "Mother, how can this not be a big deal?"

"Those people took so much silver from us, swore that Lin Wanyue would surely die! And what happened?"

"Now the entire capital is abuzz with rumors that Lin Wanyue is recuperating at the Prince Qin Mansion, with none other than Elder Mo from Huayi Hall personally attending to her."

"Ha! She sure has some nerve! To have Elder Mo personally come out of seclusion? How is she worthy?!"

"And those lowly outlaws! They extorted so much silver from us. I was thinking of wiping them out with soldiers once my brother returned and reclaiming our silver with interest, but what happened?"

"They were completely wiped out! Not a word about the silver, even the camp was leveled to the ground, and all the people we sent to secretly monitor them were lost there too."

"The key is we still don’t know who did it!"

"Lost the silver, lost the men, and still haven’t killed that little wench Lin Wanyue! Tell me, how can anyone not be furious?"

As Lin Yanran spoke, she became more and more angry. Mrs. Qin gently patted her back, soothing her agitated mood, "Who said that cursed one must still be alive?"

Lin Yanran gritted her teeth at these words, "Of course, I hope she’s dead, completely dead! But everyone in the capital says she’s recuperating in the mansion, even Elder Mo has tacitly admitted it, how can that be false?"

"Then let me ask you, have you seen her with your own eyes?"

At this point, Lin Yanran was very angry.

In fact, she had visited once, claiming that she missed Yun Ran since they hadn’t seen each other for a long time, wanting to visit under the guise of family, but was mercilessly turned away at the gate of the Prince Qin Mansion!

Because of this, she had been resentful and depressed for several days.

Unexpectedly, that cripple showed no consideration at all and embarrassed her in such a manner!

Mrs. Qin understood but didn’t expose it.

"Aside from Elder Mo and Mr. Baili from Huayi Hall, has anyone in this vast capital seen her with their own eyes?"

"Not to mention others, has even Shen Weixi, who is closest to her, seen her?"

"Shen Weixi did barge into the Prince Qin Mansion several times, but when wasn’t he chased away like a dog? Even if Lin Wanyue didn’t wish to see anyone else, would she avoid even Shen Weixi?"

Mrs. Qin’s continuous questioning caused Lin Yanran’s expression to slightly change, her eyes flickered, shifting from initial anger and resentment to hopeful anticipation.

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"Mother, are you saying it’s all a guise? Lin Wanyue isn’t at the Prince Qin Mansion at all?"

"Is it the Prince Qin Mansion intentionally putting on a show for the world? To cover up the truth that Lin Wanyue is already dead?"

Mrs. Qin smiled enigmatically, lightly patting her hand.

"In my view, Nangong Mo must have wanted to first stabilize the rumors in the capital, protect her reputation, and then secretly search for the whereabouts of that cursed one."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yanran’s previously smiling face darkened instantly, unable to help but clench her palms and said angrily: "He truly cares about her reputation that much!"

"Even brought out Elder Mo! Ha! He really went to great lengths!"

Seeing this, Mrs. Qin slightly furrowed her brows, almost imperceptibly, "Yan’er, he’s probably just considering the reputation of the Prince Qin Mansion."

"After all, with that little wench being splashed with so much filth, Nangong Mo would also become the laughingstock of the world."

"Tell me, which man in the world can endure such great humiliation?"

"So, Nangong Mo going to such lengths in his arrangements doesn’t necessarily mean he values that little wench highly."

Lin Yanran also understood that Mrs. Qin was subtly reminding her not to harbor any more obsessions with that man.

She should be as calm as still water, indifferent and unconcerned about him entirely.

However, she just couldn’t let it go!

"Mother, what do we do now? Even if Lin Wanyue is not at the Prince Qin Mansion, that doesn’t prove she is dead."

"Now, only seeing her corpse with my own eyes can give me peace, otherwise I, I..."

"Yan’er, do not worry excessively, with Mother here, I have already sent someone to search in secret, to see the person alive or see the corpse dead."

"It’s just that your recent behavior is too volatile, especially in front of the Crown Prince, you must be particularly careful, never let him see any clues."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yanran was suddenly alarmed.

Given the importance placed on Lin Wanyue by the Crown Prince over the years, if he ever learned of her clandestine actions, perhaps...

Lin Yanran’s face turned pale, she clutched onto Mrs. Qin’s hand tightly, "Mother, you must remind me frequently, I always get involuntarily disturbed by Lin Wanyue and Nangong Mo..."

At night, Yun Ran lay on the soft bed in Tingxue Pavilion, but tossing and turning, she was sleepless.

After a separation of more than ten days, returning here, an indescribable feeling surged within her heart.

Upon closing her eyes, images of life in the valley and that person’s figure involuntarily appeared in her mind.

Even his words, his laughter, resonated and echoed in her ears.

"Ah! I can’t stand it!"

Feeling rather agitated, Yun Ran tossed off the quilt and sat up, like a resurrected corpse.

And then, she saw Nangong Mo sitting directly in front of her, in a wheelchair, staring at her with a pair of beautiful eyes like black obsidian, unblinking...

Yun Ran twitched her mouth, rolled her eyes at him, "What are you looking at? If you keep staring, I’ll poke your eyes blind!"

Nangong Mo blinked his eyes innocently, "Lin Wanyue, do you have something on your mind?"

Seeing her remain silent, he wheeled himself slightly closer to the soft bed, then a throw pillow was hurled at him.

"Stay away from this girl’s bed! Otherwise, I’ll beat you to death!"

The man grasped the throw pillow, looking at her, with a supremely handsome face full of grievance, "Lin Wanyue, it’s been so many days since I’ve seen you."

[I don’t believe it even a little bit!]

Yet in the wind came that enchanting melody:

"These days, the nights are long and sleepless, thinking of the beloved, in distress and fear, lovesickness becomes an illness, clothes loosen from weight loss... Lin Wanyue, don’t you miss me at all?"

Yun Ran stared at the canopy above her silently rolling her eyes, "Sorry! I don’t miss you at all!"

"Then who do you miss? Are you thinking about him?"