Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

Chapter 794: Chapter 652: Where Is Father?

Lan Yeyue’s eyes glistened with tears, a self-mocking yet cold smile playing on her lips.

"Tell you? Why should I? I just won’t tell you! I want you to spend your whole life in an unsolvable mystery!"

"I won’t."

Meng Qianqian spoke calmly.

Lan Yeyue was taken aback, "You..."

Meng Qianqian said seriously, "I will unravel it, or liberate myself."

Lan Yeyue was stunned.

Meng Qianqian put down her teacup, gently arranged her wide sleeves, and stood up to Lan Yeyue, "Tell him for me, live well, live for himself."

She stood, walking out into the cold moonlight.

Lan Yeyue’s tears burst forth, filled with anger yet unsure of why she was angry.

She stamped her foot hard, wanting to sweep a table of pastries to the ground, but inadvertently saw a box of red bean pastries.

She carefully packed the red bean pastries, wiped away the unbidden tears with her hand, glared at the disappearing shadow in the night, and left the courtyard with gritted teeth.

Just at the door, she unexpectedly met Lu Yuan and Shangguan Ling, returning from a mission.

At the sight of a figure rushing towards him, Shangguan Ling was startled and dodged to the side: "Who is it?"

When he looked closely, "It’s you? Strange, you’re in You State too?"

Lan Yeyue ignored Shangguan Ling, instead giving Lu Yuan a fierce glare, filled with a desire to skin him alive.

Yet she ultimately did nothing, simply carrying the box of red bean pastries into the darkness.

Shangguan Ling was puzzled: "What happened to her? So inexplicable."

Lu Yuan glanced back at Lan Yeyue, then looked elsewhere.

Shangguan Ling asked curiously, "Grand Commander, who are you looking for?"

"No one."

He withdrew his gaze.

While Shangguan Ling and Yu Zichuan were jointly capturing Amushan’s strategist, his left shoulder was inadvertently strained.

He instinctively rubbed it.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past, and two small cannons crashed straight into him.

His robust body trembled, and he leaped into the air.

Crack.

His right shoulder was also strained.

He landed in pain, gritting his teeth as he looked at Tan’er and Meng Lang fighting fiercely in the Meng Family: "What are you two doing!!!"

Meng Lang, trying his best to escape, answered distractedly, "I didn’t do anything, she’s chasing me! She’s been chasing me half the night! Please stop her!"

Shangguan Ling replied, "Oh, she’s chasing you, then it’s fine."

Tan’er’s weapon had changed from the Cloud-piercing Dart to a butcher’s knife.

"Nigee, stand still!"

Meng Lang held his head in despair: "Isn’t it over yet? Can no one stop her?"

"Grand Commander."

Shangguan Ling spoke.

Lu Yuan responded with an affirmative sound.

Shangguan Ling got the hint and turned to continue the next task.

Lu Yuan went to the back courtyard.

Meng Qianqian was sitting on the swing, quiet as a goddess frozen by time.

His heart stirred, his sharp gaze softened into tenderness.

"What are you thinking?"

He walked over and asked.

Meng Qianqian patted the spot beside her.

Lu Yuan sat down next to her.

"I just saw Mao Tu, she didn’t do anything to you, did she?"

"No, just an old acquaintance chatting briefly."

"She followed you all the way to You State just for a chat?"

Meng Qianqian paused, lowered her gaze, and said, "She brought up..."

"We’ve caught the strategist behind Amushan."

Lu Yuan suddenly interrupted her, calmly asking, "Still breathing, do you want to see him?"

Meng Qianqian said, "Okay."

When the two arrived at the woodshed, Shangguan Ling had just pulled a person out of a sack.

He had already been beaten beyond recognition by Yu Zichuan and Shangguan Ling, his appearance and age unclear, though judging by his hands and neck, he seemed to be a man in his thirties.

Meng Qianqian said, "Is it him?"

Lu Yuan said, "His surname is Li, he’s a protector of the Loulan royal family."

Meng Qianqian walked up to him.

Shangguan Ling forced him to kneel on the ground, grabbing his hair at the back of his head and forcing him to look up at Meng Qianqian.

Through swollen eyes, he saw a blurry silhouette, "You are..."

Meng Qianqian grabbed his right hand, discovering a dove’s blood tattoo on the back.

"So, you’re all in this together."

Three factions had destroyed the Shang Family—the Prime Minister’s Mansion, Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, and the Ten Great Feudal Lords.

She had eliminated two, leaving only the Loulan-led Ten Great Feudal Lords.

Protector Li couldn’t see her appearance, but her tone and the aura she emitted gave him a sense of familiarity, as if evoking dust-laden memories.

"Miss... Miss A-Yuan..."

Meng Qianqian’s expression paused.

Lu Yuan frowned.

Shangguan Ling was dumbfounded and whispered to Lu Yuan, "What did this Loulan person call the Young Madam, Miss A-Yuan?"

He didn’t know who A-Yuan was.

But Lu Yuan understood.

The Miss A-Yuan he mentioned was likely Shang Jiu’s mother, Zhongli Yuan.

But it was strange, why would he call her Miss A-Yuan?

It seemed he had known Zhongli Yuan for a long time, and he was Zhongli Yuan’s servant.

"It’s me."

Meng Qianqian said.

Protector Li’s emotions suddenly turned agitated, "Is it really you... Miss A-Yuan..."

"It’s me, I have returned."

Meng Qianqian said without changing her expression.

She had been with Chen Long’s brother and sister for many years and knew the customs of the Loulan people.

She tapped Protector Li’s forehead and shoulders.

Shangguan Ling was baffled, "What is this supposed to mean?"

Protector Li suddenly cried with regret, "Miss A-Yuan... I’m sorry... I’m sorry... I didn’t do it intentionally... I’m sorry..."

Meng Qianqian imitated her mother’s tone, "That night... what exactly happened... I can’t remember... Li, can you tell me..."

Protector Li was already hovering between life and death.

As the saying goes, a dying man’s words are kind.

What’s more, the person he saw at the end was his Miss A-Yuan.

He looked at the solitary bright moon in the sky, "That night, by the Loulan King’s order, we collaborated with Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, to steal the Shang Family’s military book and Miss A-Yuan..."

Meng Qianqian tightened her fingers, "So my mother was also a target of the Loulan people. What about my father? Where is my father?"

Protector Li weakly said, "Miss A-Yuan..."

Meng Qianqian’s fingertips touched his pulse.

His breath was rapidly weakening.

He couldn’t hold on.

She hurriedly took out the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles.

Protector Li shook his head, "Miss A-Yuan... it’s useless... don’t waste your power on me..."

Shangguan Ling, seeing this, coughed lightly to defend himself, "I didn’t do it intentionally, how was I to know he could be half an ally?"

Protector Li spat blood, "Amushan... is dead... I... am going back... to accompany him in death... If I don’t die... my family will... die... don’t... save me..."

Meng Qianqian couldn’t save him.

"Miss A-Yuan..."

He had something to say.

Meng Qianqian leaned in to listen.

His breath was like silk, drifting: "Go... go to a place... there I... left you a letter..."