Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

Chapter 805: Chapter 661

Ever since Meng Lang was packaged into the capital like a local specialty, he has been sharing the same courtyard with Yu Zichuan.

He neither took the initiative to find Meng Qianqian, nor did Meng Qianqian come to see him.

If it weren’t for his surname being Meng, people in the mansion might not believe they were siblings.

Even Yu Li, the young master from the maternal side, holds a higher status in the mansion than he does.

This day, Meng Lang planned to muddle through it again, but unexpectedly, his room door was slammed open with a bang, and Tan’er stormed in with a fierce look.

As Meng Lang gnawed on a peach, he glanced at her, "What are you doing? You don’t intend to catch me again, do you? Haven’t you had enough?"

Tan’er crossed her arms, "Is ’you’ some kind of delicacy? Beating ’you’ every day? Do I have that much free time?"

Meng Lang was startled and incredulously retorted, "You don’t? Then who is the one chasing me all day with cries to hit and kill?"

Tan’er pouted.

She refused to admit it; she simply wouldn’t.

She got to the point, "Change your clothes."

"No."

Meng Lang refused without a second thought.

Tan’er put her hands on her hips, "Aren’t you going to ask what’s it for?"

"No."

Meng Lang replied simply.

Tan’er was momentarily choked, "You—"

She frowned her valiant brows and walked forward to pinch Meng Lang’s ear, "Change or not?"

Meng Lang winced in pain, "Hey! I’m warning you, don’t go overboard! It hurts a lot, okay? And as a young lady, can’t you stop handling men roughly?"

"Men?"

Tan’er looked him up and down, scornfully commenting, "A kid who hasn’t even grown any hair, pretending to be all tough?"

Meng Lang: "..."

"Change clothes."

Chen Long appeared at the doorway at some point.

Tan’er tilted her head, "Brother Chen Long!"

"Hmm."

Chen Long responded.

Meng Lang protested, "Why are you being so gentle with her? I’m your disciple, aren’t I?"

Tan’er confidently said, "That’s because ’you’ aren’t well behaved?"

Meng Lang took the chance to yank his ear out of her grasp, stepping back by seven paces.

Tan’er stamped her foot, with her hands on her hips, "Hmph!"

Meng Lang rubbed his aching ear, glared resentfully at Tan’er, and asked Chen Long, "Where are we going?"

"To the palace."

Chen Long said.

Meng Lang’s eyes brightened, clearly energized, "To deal with the Loulan people?"

Chen Long’s gaze swept over Tan’er’s youthful face and then back to Meng Lang’s, "Come out with me."

"Alright!"

Meng Lang complied, following Chen Long out of the room.

A moment later, Meng Lang’s pitiful wails echoed through the courtyard.

"Ah—Come on—What did I say wrong again—Why is it always me getting beaten—"

Chen Long escorted the newly dressed Meng Lang to the gates of the Governor Mansion.

Whether in You State or the Governor Mansion, Meng Lang always dressed in a laid-back manner. But now, in brocade attire, he looked majestic and elegant, a man of extraordinary charm.

A servant brought a horse to a stop by his side.

An old saying unwittingly flashed through everyone’s mind—young men in resplendent clothes astride fiery steeds.

At this moment, the servants finally believed he was indeed the Young Madam’s real brother.

A tiger father has no dog-like daughters, and the Young Madam’s brother should also be a distinguished young man.

"Got beaten?"

Meng Qianqian asked as she looked at Meng Lang, who wore a face of grievance.

Chen Long said, "Don’t worry, we didn’t touch the face."

Meng Qianqian: "Oh."

"Get on the horse."

Chen Long instructed Meng Lang.

Meng Lang unwillingly stepped on the stirrup and in a swift move mounted the horse.

Even with a deliberate air of defeat, he couldn’t hide his dazzling presence.

Chen Long cautioned, "In the palace, listen to your sister. If you don’t, I’ll break your legs."

Meng Lang grumbled, "Got it, got it."

Tan’er also mounted her horse, making a face at Meng Lang.

Meng Lang snorted and turned his head away.

Chen Long: "Do you want a beating again?"

Meng Lang turned back with a dark expression and offered Tan’er a very fake smile.

Tan’er haughtily raised her chin.

She and Treasure Piggy, it was hard to tell who was mimicking whom.

"Be careful in the palace."

Chen Long admonished Meng Qianqian.

He hadn’t been this nagging before.

But the words naturally spilled out when they were on the tip of his tongue.

He suddenly remembered that this was something the old matriarch frequently reminded him of.

After speaking, he pursed his lips, as if not quite accustomed to his own change.

Meng Qianqian curved her lips, "I know, Brother. I will be careful."

Choosing not to point out his change, but to accept it gladly.

The surge of embarrassment in Chen Long’s heart subsided instantly.

He then looked towards Lu Yuan, "If my sister loses a single hair, I’ll raze your Governor Mansion to the ground."

Lu Yuan was about to snort dismissively when he turned and met Meng Qianqian’s innocent almond eyes.

Knowing full well the girl was just trying to butter him up, he nevertheless fell for it.

He mumbled a response, "Got it."

Shame!