Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

Chapter 600: Substitution with Deceit



The elegantly dressed new concubine smiled faintly at Lu Yuan: "I've grown accustomed; if you hadn't come, I would have been too happy to return to Shu."

Lu Fengyin, who had been immobilized, stared at the scene before her, unable to believe her eyes.

Meng Qianqian stepped in front of her and unlocked her mute acupoint.

Although she still couldn't move, at least she could finally speak.

She looked shockingly at the concubine with whom she had shared days and nights for more than a month, biting her teeth as she asked, "You deceived me? You're in league with them?!"

Luo Shan turned back and laughed indifferently, "Indeed, Your Highness the Eldest Princess, I'm an old acquaintance of theirs."

"You..."

He spoke lightly, with no trace of affection left in his eyes for Lu Fengyin.

Lu Fengyin suddenly felt something stuck in her throat, overwhelmed by a heartache she'd never felt before.

"What you said to me, were those lies as well?"

"Yes."

Luo Shan admitted frankly.

Lu Fengyin unwillingly exclaimed, "I treated you sincerely, yet you toy with me like this! Zhu Huan, you have no conscience!"

Luo Shan shrugged, "The princess was never sincere, so why trouble with a fleeting dream? You're simply unwilling to accept it; why the pretense of deep love?"

During his days in the Princess Mansion, he collected plenty of information on this female marquis of Great Liang.

Her habit of keeping concubines was just one of her less concerning behaviors, targeting sons of families and stealing them regardless of the potential harm to their households.

Therefore, in deceiving her, Luo Shan felt no guilt whatsoever.

As for Luo Shan returning to his old ways and infiltrating the Princess, Meng Qianqian only learned of it after meeting the Miao King.

Back then, the Miao King delayed entering the Imperial City, hiding in the Princess Mansion, waiting for an opportunity to gather useful information.

Naturally, there was also concern for Luo Shan.

Later, seeing Luo Shan manage effortlessly, the Miao King felt assured and sought Lu Yuan and her out.

"Where's your sister?"

Lu Yuan asked.

"Your sister!"

Luo Shan cursed, then realizing it was a question, he responded, "Ah," and shook the bell on the table.

This was their signal.

Soon enough, Luo Shan's sister entered through the door.

"Grand Commander, Young Madam."

She paused.

Lu Yuan nodded slightly.

Meng Qianqian smiled, "Qing Shuang."

Qing Shuang clasped her hands and performed a salute.

"Are you well?"

Meng Qianqian asked her.

Qing Shuang replied, "Yes."

Pausing briefly, she added, "The Goddess and Miss Changle are also well; they asked me to tell Young Madam not to worry, they're waiting on Witch Mountain for both Grand Commander and Young Madam to return."

Meng Qianqian's lips curved slightly, "Alright."

Luo Shan sat down on a chair, crossed one leg over the other and asked nonchalantly, "Hey, do you want to save the pleasantries for later?"

Lu Yuan responded, "You shut up. Also, stop imitating my grandfather."

"None of your business!"

Luo Shan switched from his right leg to his left, crossing them in a manner identical to the Miao King's impudent posture.

Meng Qianqian held a dagger to Lu Fengyin's throat, "If you want to live, do as I say."

Lu Fengyin coldly glared at her, "Keep dreaming!"

Meng Qianqian's dagger mercilessly sliced through her skin, a sharp pain followed as crimson blood trickled down her snowy white neck.

Lu Fengyin instinctively looked towards Luo Shan.

Unfortunately, Luo Shan didn't even spare her a glance.

Lu Fengyin glared indignantly.

Meng Qianqian said, "The next cut will be across your face."

Half an hour later.

Lu Fengyin was given mute medicine, exchanged clothes with Qing Shuang, and put on the face Qing Shuang used in the Princess Mansion.

Qing Shuang then donned her rich, gorgeous attire and wore her human skin mask.

Luo Shan nodded approvingly, "Say something to hear."

Qing Shuang imitated Lu Fengyin's tone and voice, "Where is my late dinner? It's so late, do you want me to starve?"

Meng Qianqian took a cold breath.

Similar, so similar!

Qing Shuang was already adept at mimicry, and with Luo Shan's tutelage along the way, her voice imitation technique had advanced rapidly.

Her purpose in entering the Princess Mansion was to someday impersonate Lu Fengyin.

As for pretending to be mute, it was "Lin Wan'er" who gave Meng Qianqian the idea.

Being mute is convenient and less likely to expose flaws.

Every night, Qing Shuang secretly mimicked Lu Fengyin in her room; heaven rewards those who strive.

Luo Shan glanced at Meng Qianqian and Qing Shuang: "Actually, if you impersonate, it would be more convincing, Qing Shuang, a bit too thin."

Lu Yuan's glare was fierce, "Looking where? Do you want your eyes plucked out?"

Luo Shan clicked his tongue, "Just being honest."

He grabbed two buns from the table and handed them to Qing Shuang, "Stuff them in."

Qing Shuang said, "Oh."

She opened her collar and stuffed them inside.

Luo Shan hastily pulled the tablecloth to cover her: "As a lady..."

Qing Shuang was puzzled, "Hmm?"

Luo Shan sighed: "Forget it, nothing."

Qing Shuang led Lu Yuan to mobilize troops.

Meng Qianqian headed to the back gate of the Princess Mansion.

There stood a carriage, waiting for half a day already.

Meng Qianqian got on the carriage.

Duan Mingyue and Duan Wenliang were sipping tea.

Duan Wenliang's eyes flashed with surprise, "I haven't sent you a message yet."

Meng Qianqian said, "Someone said there's a carriage parked at the back gate, I guessed it was you."

Duan Mingyue smiled, "Please sit."

Meng Qianqian sat opposite him, getting straight to the point, "I want to make a deal with you, I want you to bring all the remaining Twelve Guards before me."

Duan Mingyue asked with a smile, "What can I get?"

Meng Qianqian said seriously, "Xun Wu's medicinal primer."

Duan Mingyue sighed, "The matter you ask is somewhat difficult."

Meng Qianqian echoed Lu Fengyin's words, "If it weren't difficult, I wouldn't ask you."

With that, she stood up, "Twelve Guards for the medicinal primer, this trade, you won't lose."

After Meng Qianqian left, Duan Wenliang asked his brother: "Fourth Brother, are you going to agree with her? Those remaining Twelve Guards are hard to find, even if found, they certainly won't obediently come to meet this inexplicable new leader of the Black Armor Army."

"Moreover, she seems very cunning to me; might she go back on her word?"

Duan Mingyue suggested, "How about you go snatch the medicinal primer?"

"I won't."

He couldn't possibly beat those few perverse Twelve Guards, especially Chen Long with the Heavy Sword; just one look from him was chilling enough.

Soon, he frowned and suspiciously asked, "But why did she ally with the Eldest Princess too? Isn't the Eldest Princess in a fierce clash with her?"

Duan Mingyue smiled profoundly: "It's just a matter of switching tactics."

"Switching tactics? She was replaced? No... It's—"

Duan Wenliang was shocked and widened his eyes, "Their courage... is too great!"

Duan Mingyue said with a smile, "More than their courage, their capability makes me more impressed."

Duan Wenliang's jaw nearly dropped, "Indeed, how did they manage? The Eldest Princess holds thirty thousand elite troops, her residence's guard is more rigorous than the Jin Prince Mansion, how did they manage to..."


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