Real Empress from a Noble Family - Chapter 180 - One More Vicious Stab
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Chapter 180 - One More Vicious Stab

Chapter 180 One More Vicious Stab

“How dare he comes?” Qiu Yelan was furious when she heard that.

Although it was unlikely that the two assassins were from Kuang Qingwu, who had just arrived in Jing City, it was absolutely provocation that he, a member of the Empress Dowager’s party who had a conflict with her not long ago, came to visit at this time.

Hearing this, Ruan Ciyi asked in astonishment, “Did he do it?”

“No.” Qiu Yelan knew that her cousin had thought too much, but she couldn’t help her. She didn’t want to put any more pressure on her, so she said, “I had a quarrel with him not long ago. This man had no contact with our family. Why is he coming now? I guess he’s up to no good!”

Ruan Ciyi sighed, “Things are changing. He should have visited us first when he came to Jing City.”

“He’s an ungrateful and vicious person. I’d rather he didn’t come.” Qiu Yelan knew that Ruan Ciyi had seen Kuang Shihan at home when she was a child. When she heard of the Kuang Family, she couldn’t help but sigh with emotion, but this was no time for emotions. Qiu Yelan urged the maids, “Send my cousin back to her room. Who is going to fetch the doctor? Why are you still here?”

Qiu Yelan sent Ruan Ciyi back to her room because she didn’t like the Kuang Family. She waited until the doctor came to diagnose and prescribed. Then she made the medicine and took care of Ruan Ciyi until she fell asleep. She asked, “Is Kuang Qingwu gone?”

Chunran answered helplessly, “No! I sent someone to check. Someone in the front hall said that the son of Marquess Zhang was a little restless at first. Then Mr. Leshan, who came with him, said something to him and he made up his mind to wait. It was dinner time just now. When he saw that there was no dinner for them, he asked whether there was a restaurant nearby. As a result, the servants had to bring them food and found an excuse to say that everyone was too busy. Nobody had the intention of neglecting them.”

Qiu Yean frowned. “Who is Mr. Leshan?”

“He looks like a middle-aged scholar. He should