Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback-Chapter 304: Wasn’t it Supposed to be a Fake Fight?

Chapter 304: Chapter 304: Wasn’t it Supposed to be a Fake Fight?

Zhan Xincheng was basking in the sun in the courtyard when he saw Lady Wang approaching. He stood up to pay respects and said, "Mother."

Lady Wang inquired, "Xincheng, have you taken your medicine today?"

With a pale, sallow complexion, Zhan Xincheng looked towards Lady Wang and said, "Mother, I’ve taken too much medicine, and yet there’s still no sign of movement in the concubine’s belly. Let’s just stop!"

Lady Wang consoled him, "My dear son, don’t be anxious. In Nanjin, there are plenty of cases where old men have children. You’re simply too preoccupied. If you lighten your heart and be more joyful, perhaps things will turn out well."

Zhan Xincheng laughed at himself with self-mockery, "Your son now feels like he’s utterly useless, good for nothing."

Lady Wang reassured with a smile, "Never speak like that. Look at Zhan Lan; isn’t she good to you, her second uncle? She found physicians to heal your illness, and although you can’t practice martial arts now, you have enough for a normal life. You could approach Zhan Lan and see if she could secure you a government position in the court."

Zhan Xincheng sneered, "Mother, I know that Zhan Lan is my dear niece now and her status is not the same as before, but I can’t bring myself to speak of these matters."

He resented that Zhan Xinzhang was so upright that he was unwilling to ask favors or find something for him to do.

Now he would have to beg a junior.

Lady Wang patted Zhan Xincheng’s arm and said, "You may not know this, but Zhan Lan has renounced her military authority. His Majesty has now granted her the title of Prince Zhenbei!"

Zhan Xincheng sat up a bit, "Is what mother says really true?"

"Why would I deceive you? I’ve just returned from the main street; the news has been announced to the whole world. Moreover, Zhan Lan is bound to have her grand wedding soon. She is to marry the Regent King Mu Yan. Just think, with Zhan Lan and her husband’s connections, you’ll certainly be able to secure an official post."

Zhan Xincheng’s eyes brightened. He had once considered siding with the Crown Prince or Si Jun during the struggle for the crown, but neither of them had paid attention to him.

If he could return to court and secure an official position through Zhan Lan, it might not be impossible.

After all, he had never treated Zhan Lan poorly in any overt way, and she had even cured his illness.

"Indeed, I am Zhan Lan’s close second uncle. She would likely help with something that’s easy for her," Zhan Xincheng said with a hint of smugness in his smile.

Lady Wang lowered her voice, "I’ve heard that memorials first pass through Mu Yan’s hands, and frankly, he is the one in control of court affairs right now. Your nephew-in-law is indeed formidable."

Zhan Xincheng nodded, "Good, they are not yet married. Once they are, I will talk to them about this."

Lady Wang, seeing her son who’s usually downcast suddenly spirited, felt joy herself.

Who would have thought that the foster daughter of the General Mansion, whom she least regarded, would transform into the legitimate daughter and achieve such status as the Prince Zhenbei?

Zhan Lan truly has great fortune. She will have a commendable marriage, unlike Zhan Liluo who married such a good-for-nothing!

Zhan Xincheng’s wife, Lady Zhang, from afar watched the conversing mother and son with contempt in her heart, thinking Zhan Xincheng should just keep taking his medicine. Even if he drinks himself to death, he won’t be able to father a son!

She turned and walked towards the garden. As a concubine passed by Lady Zhang, annoyed, she snapped, "Are you blind? Did you not see the mistress here?"

The concubine feigned courtesy, "Greetings, madam. I was hurrying to check if master’s medicine is ready, I was too anxious and didn’t notice you."

Lady Zhang, gritting her teeth, scolded the flamboyantly dressed concubine, "Peacocking around all day like a vixen – even a hen can lay eggs, yet there’s still no stir in your belly!"

The concubine retorted with frustration, "Madam, don’t be angry. I am still young, there’s still a chance I’ll conceive, there’s no rush."

Lady Zhang, irate, grabbed the concubine’s hair and shouted, "Who are you calling old? You fox spirit!"

Crying out, the concubine ran towards Zhan Xincheng for help, "Master... Master save me, the madam is going crazy again!"

Lady Wang, seeing the two women scuffling, coldly remarked, "What a disgrace to be fighting every day! You, the wife, do not have the demeanor of a mistress, and you, the concubine, do not respect your role!"

Lady Zhang and the concubine ceased their struggle, and just looking at them filled Lady Wang with irritation.

Why is it that while the main branch prospers, their second branch is so unfortunate!

...

Night fell, and a carriage stopped at a secluded crossroads.

Si Jun and Zhan Xuerou shared a carriage, with Si Jun instructing: "Rou’er, you might have to endure some hardship in a moment, I’ll tell them to go easy. It’s fine as long as you have visible injuries."

Zhan Xuerou clenched her teeth, regardless, she had to play out this ruse of feigned distress.

"Your Highness, are you sure my father will pass by here?" asked Zhan Xuerou.

Si Jun replied with a smile, "Rou’er, my men have been secretly following Zhan Beicang. They will act when he’s about to arrive. He will then hear cries for help from this direction, and the men in black will retreat. You must stop his carriage."

Zhan Xuerou nodded.

In another alley at the crossroads, a carriage was parked by the roadside.

Dressed in black, Dugu Yan asked Zhan Lan beside her, "Main General, we have finally caught that wretched girl leaving the Prince Wei Mansion these past two days. Are you sure they are going to make a move today?"

Zhan Lan smiled slightly, "Even if Zhan Xuerou isn’t in a hurry, Si Jun must be feeling the pressure. Just you watch."

Dugu Yan nodded, her eyes wide and unblinking as if they were bronze bells.

Qiuyue, in the Prince Wei Mansion, couldn’t conveniently send messages, so she had someone watch what Zhan Xuerou was up to. Si Jun had even ventured out with injuries from whipping, signifying that something was bound to happen today.

Zhan Lan inquired and learned that their father, Zhan Beicang, had official duties today and he must take this route to return home. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

Zhan Lan sat quietly in the carriage by the roadside, intrigued about what Si Jun and Zhan Xuerou were up to.

It was certain that the two had plans involving using Zhan Beicang as the breakthrough to allow Zhan Xuerou to return home.

Si Jun lifted the carriage curtain and saw the signal from the Death Guard, he immediately said: "Rou’er, get out of the carriage now."

Zhan Xuerou stealthily alighted from the carriage, and in moments, several black-clad, masked men emerged from the darkness, closing in step by step on Zhan Xuerou.

Zhan Xuerou knew this was an act, but she still felt a bit of fear, retreating two steps backwards.

Si Jun glanced at the men and nodded, then he drove the carriage away.

The group swarmed and started to beat Zhan Xuerou. Their punches landed softly on her body, not with much force.

Zhan Xuerou let out a pig-like scream, "Don’t hit me, please, don’t!"

Zhan Lan heard the noise and realized it was a ploy of feigned distress, she looked at Dugu Yan, raising an eyebrow, "Let’s go, join in their game!"

Eager to engage, Dugu Yan clenched her fists and swiftly got off the carriage.

The two dashed through the shadows, quickly arriving beside Zhan Xuerou.

A group was busy beating Zhan Xuerou, with no one noticing the arrival of two additional figures in black.

Zhan Xuerou was still screaming, "Help me!"

Bang!

Zhan Lan’s foot brutally kicked Zhan Xuerou’s abdomen, followed by Dugu Yan landing a kick on her lower back.

"Ah!" Zhan Xuerou’s face turned ashen with genuine pain, her body curling up as Zhan Lan stepped on her fingers, causing Zhan Xuerou to scream in agony.

The men in black immediately realized something was amiss. One of them lowered his voice and turned to Zhan Lan, "Wasn’t it agreed to be a mock fight?"