The code name of this palace is 007: Wangye, if you have a kind, you will be singled out

Chapter 129 Waiting in the middle of the night [18]

Leng Lin's gaze never met Lan Yu's, but stopped on Lan He's face who was held hostage by her, and smiled lightly: "It seems that the conclusion of who is in power in the Lan Mansion has now been reached!"

The one who came, of course, was Mo Xuanjian!

In the whole world, he is the only one who can make no one in the powerful Lan family dare to respond by just relying on his voice.

And his arrival was indeed unexpected by Lan Yu.

"Elder Prince!"

Listening to Mo Xuanjian's cold questioning voice, Lan He didn't know whether he should breathe a sigh of relief or want to cry.

He responded in a low voice, and sneaked a sideways glance at Mo Xuanjian's frosty handsome face, trying to find out why Mo Xuanjian proposed to let Lan Yu take over the Lan family in the hall.

The next moment, Lan He was disappointed. No matter how he looked at it, he was as completely unpredictable as hearing the news from someone else.

Seeing Mo Xuanjian obviously waiting for him to answer the question just now, he could only let go of the doubts in his heart, and replied truthfully: "Yes, before the eldest prince came, the humble minister had already entrusted the authority of Lan Mansion to Lan feather!"

"Oh?"

Mo Xuanjian nodded noncommittally, and turned his head to look at Lan Yu at this moment, his dark pupils were as dark as the night, and he could not see any emotion.

The only way to express her mood was to draw a perfect arc from the corner of her mouth, and said lightly, "Congratulations!"

As soon as the three words were uttered, Lan He and everyone in the Lan family were shocked.

If before, they still had a glimmer of fantasy, Mo Xuanjian did this for another reason. These three words, which are not at all cold, have proved that the current situation is what Mo Xuanjian is happy to see.

Hearing this, Lan Yu loosened his grip on Lan He's hair, and the blood-stained dagger on Lan He's neck quickly turned outwards, and after drawing a semi-circular arc in mid-air, it left Lan He's throat.

Lan Yu took out the silk scarf in his sleeve with his backhand, slowly wiped off the blood stained by the cold blade in his hand, and smiled lightly at Mo Yuxuan: "Thank you, Eldest Prince, for your recommendation in front of the Emperor!"

Hearing what Lan Yu deliberately told the truth in front of the Lan family, Mo Xuanjian looked at her with a flash of meaning in his eyes, a little more interest and inquiry.

Quietly looked at Lan Yu for a while, smiled almost helplessly, parted her thin lips, and said calmly: "So, you are not a person who is not afraid of death at all!". .

(End of this chapter)