Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback-Chapter 444: Complete Break

Zhan Xuerou knew that among all the people present, the one with the softest heart was Zhan Beicang, who felt indebted to her father, Xue Wei. She changed her tune and cried, pleading, "Godfather, I was driven mad by Zhan Lan, I lost my mind..."

"Stop acting. Take your matters to the officials!" Zhan Beicang cracked the knuckles in his hand, suppressing the anger in his heart.

Zhan Xuerou realized that even Zhan Beicang wouldn’t fall for her act anymore. She intentionally laughed crazily, "Haha, Zhan Lan is better than me in everything. She married well, fights well, writes poems well. I’m just a pitiful person with no parents. Father, why did you have to die..."

While crying and laughing, she messed up her hair, tilting her head, staring blankly at Qin Shuang and Zhan Beicang. They had completely abandoned her and could no longer forgive her!

Zhan Lan’s means were formidable; she couldn’t compete!

Zhan Xuerou gritted her teeth and decided to feign madness and stupidity, using her father’s death to garner sympathy.

Suddenly, she received a heavy kick on her back, sending her flying and crashing into the wall.

"Ah!"

Zhan Xuerou screamed miserably as blood flowed from her forehead. She looked up from the ground to see Mu Yan’s icy gaze fixed on her.

Mu Yan walked to Zhan Lan’s side, looking at her with deep concern.

He finally understood why Zhan Lan, in her childhood, practiced archery not within the General Mansion, but ran to the secluded woods.

It turned out that the children bullying Zhan Lan were also instigated by Zhan Xuerou.

The first time he passed by, he saw the little Zhan Lan with blood on her forehead, gritting her teeth while practicing archery.

Mu Yan initially thought she was just an orphan without a home. Seeing her stubbornly practicing despite her injuries, he intended to take her in as a Hidden Guard.

Several of the few female Hidden Guards like Moye came to be in this way.

When he walked behind Zhan Lan, little Zhan Lan turned vigilantly towards him, stepping back a few paces, ready to run.

Only when he said he came to compete in archery with Zhan Lan did little Zhan Lan stop.

Her eyes, clear as black and white, reflected a stubbornness, like a bright flower blooming in the mud.

Mu Yan remembered asking her, "Was your forehead hurt by someone? Why don’t you fight back?"

The little Zhan Lan clenched her bow and arrow in her small hand and said, "That’s why I must practice hard. When I grow up and become more capable, I won’t be bullied!"

Mu Yan looked at her thin self and suddenly felt reluctant to bring her to the Dark Guard Camp.

Little Zhan Lan asked the fifteen-year-old him, "Big Brother, why do you wear a mask?"

Mu Yan casually replied, "I don’t want to be bullied either, so I deliberately hide myself."

Little Zhan Lan thoughtfully realized that even grown-ups could still be bullied.

"Big Brother, you should also work hard to become strong and not be bullied, then you won’t need to wear a mask!" Little Zhan Lan’s eyes blinked.

Mu Yan curled his lips and nodded impulsively.

He tilted his chin slightly, "Kid, do you dare to compete with me in archery?"

Little Zhan Lan proudly puffed up her small chest, "Of course, I dare!"

Her eyes rolled, "Big Brother, don’t call me kid, call me Lan’er, like in Orchid!"

Little Zhan Lan drew her bow and arrow and, with a swoosh, shot the arrow onto the dead tree.

Mu Yan took an arrow from behind him, aimed at Zhan Lan’s arrow, and with a thud, split her arrow into two.

Little Zhan Lan was stunned. She stared for a long time before running over, tiptoeing to take several looks.

"Wow! Big Brother, your archery skills are amazing!" Little Zhan Lan ran with bright black eyes full of eagerness.

Mu Yan’s sleeve was suddenly grabbed by Zhan Lan’s small hand. She smiled and said, "Master, please teach your disciple!"

Mu Yan gently pushed her hand away and arrogantly walked off.

Little Zhan Lan persistently chased behind him, "Master, please teach me. When I grow up, I’ll be as filial to you as I would be to my real father!"

Mu Yan curled his lips; the little girl was quite persistent. To learn archery, her words were as sweet as honey.

Mu Yan remained unmoved, heading towards his black horse.

"Oh!" Suddenly, there was a thud behind him.

Mu Yan looked back to see Zhan Lan had fallen to the ground, her small face covered in dirt. She shook her head, revealing a bright smile and said, "Master, I never had a father growing up, which is probably why I always got bullied. Is that why you’re bullied, too, because you don’t have a father?"

Mu Yan was stunned, having never seen his father, let alone felt paternal love.

It turned out the little girl was the same.

Zhan Lan got up from the ground, with her pants torn, showing a radiant smile, "Master, let me be your disciple. When I grow up, I’ll be filial to you, and no one will dare to bully you!"

The eighteen-year-old Mu Yan quietly watched the little figure under the banyan tree. The wary gaze she had when they first met was gone.

Now she sought a chance for herself, an opportunity to acknowledge a mentor and grow stronger.

This reminded him of his own self ever since he was ten.

No matter what, he had to seize every opportunity to make himself stronger!

He believed that the child before him would pursue him relentlessly, stopping at nothing until she achieved her goal.

As Mu Yan’s thoughts whirled, little Zhan Lan had already run over and kneeled in front of him, kowtowing, "Master, please accept your disciple’s bow!"

Mu Yan looked at her wounded forehead covered in dirt, her knees scraped, yet kneeling on the ground without a word of pain.

He seemed to see himself and, for the first time, helped a stranger up.

Little Zhan Lan was helped up by Mu Yan, her face blossoming with a happy smile, sweetly calling, "Master, Master!" ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Mu Yan went straight to the boulder under the tree, patted the spot next to him, and said, "Come here!"

Little Zhan Lan eagerly ran over, climbed up, and sat beside Mu Yan, looking at him expectantly.

Mu Yan took a canteen from his waist, then some gauze, to wash the wound on her head.

Little Zhan Lan was stunned. It was the first time a stranger had helped her treat a wound. Looking at Mu Yan, she asked, "Master, what is your name? I’ll definitely repay you in the future!"

Mu Yan looked into her deer-like pure eyes and coldly said, "Don’t ask what shouldn’t be asked."

"Oh!" Zhan Lan closed her mouth, while Mu Yan’s fingers gently applied cool ointment on her forehead.

Zhan Lan smiled and said, "Master, you’re a good person!"

Mu Yan frowned, harshly saying, "Never trust anyone easily!"

"Oh!" At that time, little Zhan Lan surely didn’t understand the meaning behind Mu Yan’s words.

Mu Yan stood up, "From today, whenever I have time and pass through these woods, I’ll teach you archery, but you must not mention me to anyone."

"Yes, Master!" Zhan Lan excitedly clutched her clothes with her small hands.

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Mu Yan retracted his thoughts, looking at Zhan Xuerou, realizing that his Lan’er had such a tragic past all because of this damned woman!

Zhan Xuerou met Mu Yan’s murderous gaze and was terrified, coughing up blood. She had thought that with Wu Qing acting in the temple, without needing to show herself, she wouldn’t be discovered by Mu Yan. She never expected Mu Yan would be here.

Mu Yan was the most ruthless among everyone and would undoubtedly go to great lengths to torment her.

Pretending madness and acting foolish wouldn’t work on Mu Yan. Zhan Xuerou shivered, panicked, kneeling to plead, "Prince, sister Lan, please spare this humble girl, I will never dare again!"