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Chapter 240: Di Zian Sends a Son
It was all this damned evil spirit’s fault.
She regretted it.
How could she have thought of teaming up with a tiger to dig out Luo Zifeng’s Anomalous Eyes, only to end up in this mess?
She’d rather not have the Anomalous Eyes than be afflicted with bad luck.
…
Di Zian happily went to the Right Prime Minister’s residence.
Before dawn, he climbed in over the wall.
Originally worried about being discovered, he was fortunate to find a ladder conveniently placed by the wall.
Wow!
Di Zian rubbed his hands together. In his entire life, he had never been so lucky.
In the past, climbing walls from the palace often resulted in broken legs or being mistaken for an assassin and beaten. He had been extremely unlucky.
“Little Sister, you’re truly amazing. I’m absolutely in love with you.” Di Zian murmured to himself. His sister had brought him good luck. Hahaha, little Ah Bao, you’re truly my treasure.
“Who’s there?” A woman’s voice called out.
Oh no!
Discovered!
Di Zian often faced such situations, and the result was usually just a beating.
His status as a prince didn’t offer him any protection; in fact, frequent visits to and from the palace meant he was beaten up quite a lot.
Di Zian remained calm, as if used to it.
A woman in her thirties appeared, which surprised Di Zian. She had bruises on her face.
Uh, it looked like she had been beaten.
Who… was this?
“So it’s His Highness the Seventh Prince.” Lan Meiniang seemed to have completely forgotten her injuries. Under the moonlight, she gave a light laugh.
“You know me?”
“We’ve met before.”
“Uh??”
“I am Lan Meiniang, the younger sister of Lan Xiang.”
“The wife of the Deputy Minister of the Imperial Secretariat!” Di Zian remembered.
The Deputy Minister of the Imperial Secretariat held a fourth-rank position.
“Indeed. Since His Highness is visiting so late at night, you must have something important. My elder brother is waiting for you in the front hall.”
Di Zian: …
The Right Prime Minister was indeed still awake and had prepared food and wine.
Di Zian widened his eyes. After climbing walls for over a decade, this was the first time he had been treated as a guest when caught. He was a bit flattered.
In the past, he was often beaten until his eyes were swollen like a panda or his face like a pig’s head.
As he entered, Lan Meiniang almost tripped. Di Zian quickly helped her up. “Aunt Lan, be careful.”
Lan Meiniang thanked him and then was led to sit down by the Right Prime Minister.
“Aunt Lan, what happened to your face…”
Lan Meiniang nonchalantly said, “I had a little scuffle with my mother-in-law.”
Di Zian: …
He had heard that the mother of the Deputy Minister of the Imperial Secretariat was notoriously difficult.
“Don’t misunderstand, Seventh Prince. Our Lan family doesn’t have anyone who causes trouble for no reason. It’s just that I’ve been unable to conceive for years, which led to some conflicts with my mother-in-law. So, I came back to my parents’ house to stay.” Lan Meiniang was cheerful, worried that Di Zian might misunderstand the Lan family’s daughter.
She didn’t mind personal embarrassment, but if it affected Xuan’er’s happiness, that would be a serious matter.
Di Zian smiled, “Aunt Lan has great fortune and destiny. You will surely have a child soon.”
“Thank you for your kind words, Seventh Prince.” Lan Meiniang touched her belly. “It’s strange. I was just feeling upset about this, but now that you’re here, my mood has improved a lot. I won’t delay you and my elder brother any longer. I’ll go find my husband now.”
Lan Meiniang’s return to her parents’ house had brought the Deputy Minister of the Imperial Secretariat along.
The two had not had a pleasant time with the old lady. While the Deputy Minister cared deeply for Lan Meiniang, it was difficult to confront his mother openly, so they moved to Lan Xiang’s residence.
The Deputy Minister would have preferred to move in with the Lan family, but Lan Xiang refused.
Lan Meiniang was suddenly very happy. “Husband, husband…”
Although she didn’t get along with her mother-in-law, her husband loved her dearly and was devoted to her.
“I have a premonition that we’re going to have a child soon.”
At this moment, the Deputy Minister of the Imperial Secretariat, lying on the bed, said, “Huh?”
…
“Right Prime Minister, you really know how to entertain guests. You’re the first person to host me so well at night.”
Di Zian, who had always been unlucky, was well aware of Lan Xiang’s reputation.
“If this old man were to say that he couldn’t sleep tonight and happened to run into His Highness the Seventh Prince, would His Highness believe it?”
Di Zian, who had been preparing to enjoy a drink, felt a bit embarrassed. So it wasn’t actually a reception for him.
“Hahaha, Your Highness needn’t stand on ceremony. Once you’re here, you’re a guest.”
Di Zian felt a bit awkward. How should he explain that he was here to secretly see Lan Yixuan?
“Are you here to see Xuan’er?”
“Please don’t misunderstand, Right Prime Minister. I just wanted to see her. I’m not here to spy.” He knew he was afflicted with bad luck and didn’t dare get too close to Lan Yixuan for fear of affecting her fortune and bringing her bad luck.
He had come only after hearing his sister’s heartfelt wishes and knowing his bad luck had lifted.
“I know the character of the Seventh Prince. You’re not a lecher. However, Xuan’er is not at home.”
“Not at home?”
“If the Seventh Prince wishes to see her, you may find her at the underground martial arts gym.” Although the girl sneaked out at night, as her father, he certainly cared about her whereabouts.
By the time Di Zian reached the martial arts gym, it was getting light.
Before he even entered the gym, he heard crying outside.
An elderly woman was holding Lan Yixuan.
Di Zian recognized the woman as the gym’s owner.
“Miss Yue, what’s wrong?” Lan Yixuan, who frequently came to the gym, was already familiar with the owner.
“Pain, my stomach hurts…” The owner, more than seven months pregnant, was sitting on the ground, clearly in discomfort. Lan Yixuan was anxiously trying to help.
“Xuan’er, what happened?” Di Zian strode over.
“Di Zian?” Lan Yixuan was stunned. Why was he here?
“Bleeding, bleeding! Di Zian, the owner is bleeding!” Lan Yixuan saw a pool of blood forming underneath the owner and panicked. “Is she going to have the baby early?”
Di Zian had never seen such a situation. He stepped forward to support the owner. “We need to find a midwife. Let’s help her inside…”
In recent days, the martial arts gym’s owner had been out of business, and Lan Yixuan had been keeping her company daily.
“No need to find one.” The owner frowned and waved her hand.
Di Zian: “This can’t be ignored.”
It was not like other illnesses where one could just wait and hope it would pass.
“I’m fine now, the pain is gone.” In an instant, the owner’s complexion returned to normal, the bleeding stopped, and she looked as if the previous discomfort had been a mere illusion.
Di Zian looked at Lan Yixuan and then at the owner, feeling stunned and speechless for a long time.
Xuan’er’s luck was so strong?
Lan Yixuan was also puzzled. The owner suddenly looked as vigorous as if she was not about to give birth.
“This must be… Young Master Di?” The owner of the martial arts gym had a keen eye and recognized Di Zian as someone of high status. “Please wait a moment, wait for me.”
The owner covered her mouth, smiling secretly as she went into the martial arts gym.
After taking a few steps, she stopped and said, “Oh, right. Xuan’er, you two should avoid contact for now.”
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