The useless second daughter of the Hua family

Ling Lan pondered for a long time, until the sky gradually darkened.

The Regent did not disturb her and continued reading.

"Brother Royal."

"Have you made a decision?"

"I want to divorce my husband."

"Is this the decision you've been thinking about all afternoon?"

"I thought about pretending I knew nothing and continuing my life as before. But I couldn't do it. When I thought about how he could kill people for fame and fortune, even his own daughter, I felt chilled."

"Maybe he's sincere to you?"

"How can it possibly bear the fruit of sincerity if it starts with falsehood? Even if it is true, I dare not accept it."

There was determination in Ling Lan's eyes, and the Regent was a little dazed for a moment, as if the person in front of him was the sweetheart he had been caring about for many years.

"Xiao Zheng, you used my sincerity to gain power, and now you ask me for my sincerity again. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"..."

"Brother Emperor!"

"what?"

"Are you thinking about her again? You'll only show that expression if you think about her."

"I failed her back then, but it doesn't matter. Soon our family of three will be reunited."

Ling Lan hesitated to speak, remembering what Hua Miaomiao had said before, that her aunt and her father had a very harmonious relationship.

"Brother, it's been so many years, and there's still no mistress in your palace. Have you ever thought about letting go of the past and starting over?"

"Okay, Miaomiao should be back soon. You haven't seen her in a few days, right? Go have dinner with her. I'll take care of Qian Ning's matter."

As soon as Ling Lan came out of the room, he saw Hua Miaomiao squatting outside.

Hua Miaomiao smiled at her awkwardly. She had been squatting for too long, her legs were numb, and she couldn't get up.

Ling Lan said nothing, helped her up, and they left quietly.

"Miaomiao, do you really not know the whereabouts of your father and others?"

Hua Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, and asked instead of answering: "Do you want me to know or not?"

Ling Lan knew that Hua Miaomiao was wary of her. She didn't want any rift between them, so she changed the topic and said, "It seems that you like your aunt very much."

"After my mother passed away, I became blind. It was my aunt who brought me up and taught me with great care."

Even though Hua Miaomiao denied it, she treated Wu as her other mother in her heart.

"She is indeed a very good person, which is why my brother has been worried about her for so many years."

Ling Lan spoke thoughtfully, and the image of the woman who was as gentle as water and as strong as ice emerged in his mind.

Back then, when the late emperor was still alive, Regent Xiao Zheng was still the crown prince.

The emperor was a cold-hearted man. His harem was lonely and his offspring were few and far between. He was a good emperor, but not a good husband.

In his later years, the emperor began to age and become increasingly frail. Like all those in power, he began to become obsessed with the pursuit of immortality.

At that time, there were rumors in the martial arts world that the witches and shamans were blessed by heaven and earth, and had precious blood that made them immune to all poisons and immortal.

The emperor issued a decree that whichever prince could find a member of the Wushu tribe would be crowned as the crown prince. Thus, the first large-scale cleanup of the Nine Caves and Eighteen Villages took place.

Not all the mountain people were descendants of witches and shamans. Only the tribe leader's branch had the purest bloodline. Under the desperate protection of the mountain people, a dozen people led by the saint escaped. This was the last bloodline of the witch clan.

They fled all the way until they met a brother and sister named Lin who were doing business, and then they settled down under an assumed name.

The brother and sister are the Crown Prince and Princess Linglan, who go by the pseudonyms Lin Zheng and Lin Lan. Saint Wu Chaner has lived in the mountains for a long time and has not experienced much of the world. When she was in danger, she was rescued by a handsome and tall man. As expected, the girl soon fell for him.

While Wu Chan'er was looking forward to her beloved leading her people to a new life, Xiao Zheng was secretly planning how to capture them all in one fell swoop.

In the new house specially prepared for the witch clan, at the celebration banquet for Xiao Zheng's successful proposal, the clan members drank the wine with added ingredients and all fell down.

Wu Chaner was held in Xiao Zheng's arms and struggled weakly.

"Why are you doing this?"

"I am the crown prince Xiao Zheng, and I have been ordered to persuade you to surrender. Your witch clan is too stubborn and would rather break than bend. This is the only method I can use."

"Xiao Zheng? So you even lied to me about your name." There was no light in Wu Chan'er's eyes anymore. It was her ignorance that destroyed the last hope of their clan.

"Don't worry, Chan'er, I will never break my promise to you. Chan'er will be my beloved for the rest of my life."

Xiao Zheng kissed her forehead gently, hoping to evoke some good memories in her. But Wu Chan'er was unmoved, she numbly let him hold her, no longer struggling or resisting.

"It doesn't matter anymore."

It took Xiao Zheng a long time to understand what she said. His heart skipped a beat. At this moment, he felt that Wu Chan'er had shut him out of her heart.

When Wu Chaner woke up again, she found herself wearing wedding clothes and locked in a room decorated as a wedding room. She had a chain on her ankle, and the length of the chain was enough for her to reach any place in the room except the door. The other end of the chain was nailed to the wall, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move it at all.

She sat on the ground in annoyance, and a pair of large hands passed through her waist and gently lifted her up.

Xiao Zheng was wearing wedding clothes and smelled of alcohol. He buried his face in her neck lovingly.

"Chan'er, we are married. I am very happy."

Wu Chan'er was a little dazed for a moment. If it weren't for the cold touch on her ankle that reminded her, she would have almost thought that everything that had happened before was just a nightmare.

"I heard that your custom is three teas and six ceremonies. What we are doing is at most unmatched adultery."

Xiao Zheng raised his head and glared at her in dissatisfaction. Then he put his chin on her shoulder and rubbed it with some emotion.

"I know I have wronged you, but I promise that I will give you a grand wedding in the future, and you will be the most noble woman in the world."

As he spoke, he gently bit her earlobe. Wu Chan'er was unable to break free and could only turn her anger into words.

"I think you are mistaken. The reason why I can still talk to you calmly is only because my people are in your hands, not because I still have feelings for you."

"Chan'er, don't say that. I'll be sad."

"Haha, what do you expect me to say to an emotional liar? Xiao Zheng, I won't marry you. Forget about it for the rest of your life!"

Xiao Zheng was completely enraged by her words. He was sincere to Wu Chan'er, and he knew that Wu Chan'er needed time to accept it now. He could wait, but the premise was that she must be his!

Wu Chan'er's hands were raised high and tied to the carved wooden railing at the head of the bed. Her originally fair and delicate body was gradually covered with glaring red marks. Her eyes were filled with tears and she bit her lips as she endured Xiao Zheng's invasion.

Xiao Zheng's mind was in a mess and he was restless. He knew Wu Chan'er would hate him, but he couldn't stop. He couldn't stand the possibility that this woman didn't belong to him.

Wu Chaner turned her face away, tears silently falling and wetting the mattress beneath her.

In the following days, Xiao Zheng was even busier. He needed to deal with the matter of Wu Chan'er being hidden by him, and he needed to supervise the research on the mystery of the immortality of the witch clan. He came occasionally and spent the time with Wu Chan'er in bed.

Wu Chan'er became more and more numb, and she allowed Xiao Zheng to do whatever he wanted. After they made love on the bed, Xiao Zheng always held her tightly in his arms. Her silent resistance made him anxious, and he always felt that she was getting away from him little by little.

Until one day, Wu Chan'er became pregnant, and Xiao Zheng thought he had finally caught her. However, Wu Chan'er disappeared in the heavily guarded courtyard.

In the years that followed, Xiao Zheng never gave up looking for her, but Wu Chan'er seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth, leaving no trace at all.