Lan Changming's study was filled with his three sons.

"When will Fourth Brother be back?" Lan Zheng asked.

The third and fourth children are twins; the fourth child studied abroad.

"Two more years," Lan Changming said.

They started talking about housework.

The second brother, Lan Jun, spoke of the military government's official business: "Cheng Tianxun is investigating the royalists. Many division commanders who have offended him are living in fear, and everyone in the army is on edge."

Lan Changming: "..."

The third brother, Lan Xiu, secretly observed his father's expression; however, he discovered that his eldest brother, Lan Zheng, was also observing.

Lan Changming softened his expression: "There's no need for that. Cheng Tianxun is quite reasonable."

"But he's also domineering!" the second son continued. "He can't possibly share power equally with Cheng Tianrui and Cheng Tianyu, and he's not the eldest son. High-ranking military officers all have their own factions, and Cheng Tianxun will inevitably take the opportunity to form cliques and eliminate dissidents."

Silence fell over the study.

Seeing that his father and brothers didn't look too good, the second brother, Lan Jun, was slightly surprised: "What's wrong with you? Our family doesn't take sides."

Lan Changming did not get involved in the disputes between the warlord's three sons.

In the army, those like Lan Changming, who were loyal only to the military governor, made up 60% of the force, and their positions were secure. The second son, Lan Jun, also remained detached when discussing these matters.

"Father really doesn't need to be afraid of Cheng Tianxun, even though he made a move last time." The third son asked tentatively, "Father, what exactly did he do last time?"

"Arrogant and foolish, thinking he doesn't need the Lan family's help," the second son said casually, crossing his legs.

The third brother, Lanxiu, said, "It seems that this thorough investigation of the royalists is because he and his young mistress were both assassinated."

That day, Yu Zhao and I both saw the assassin break into the military hospital to kill his young mistress. To be able to infiltrate a military hospital, there must be an inside man. If we don't investigate thoroughly, we're all probably not safe.”

Several people looked at him.

The second brother, Lan Jun, was slightly surprised: "You saw it?"

"Yes, his young mistress is quite skilled; she could kill the assassin. But she also took a knife wound," Lan Xiu said.

Lan Zheng stared intently at Lan Changming as his younger brother addressed him as "Young Mistress".

Lan Changming's lip line is taut.

The third daughter, Lanxiu, couldn't help but ask, "Father, is there anything you want to tell us?"

Lan Zheng: "..."

The second son, Lan Jun, was puzzled: "What's wrong, Father?"

Lan Changming looked at this one, then at that one.

There's only one fool, the second son.

But what could he say?

His mother has a heart condition and has been admitted to a military hospital. At this point, whatever he does will be wrong. He's being fair to one person, but unfair to another.

"What's wrong? It's just these things at home," Lan Changming said, trying to keep his voice down.

The third daughter, Lanxiu, was unwilling to give up: "Father, you can trust us. We are family. You and Mother have been married for over thirty years. What can't you understand each other about?"

Lan Changming gave him a deep look: "What did you say?"

The third brother hesitated slightly: "It's nothing."

"Have you heard something?" Lan Changming asked again.

Asking a question you already know the answer to.

It is a threat.

If you hear anything, keep it to yourself and don't say it aloud.

"No." The third brother indeed lowered his head.

The eldest brother, Lan Zheng, hesitated before speaking.

Lan Changming glanced at him, and he swallowed the words he wanted to say.

Only the second brother, Lan Jun, was completely confused.

"What kind of riddles are you playing?" he asked.

"It's nothing, everyone go back to sleep." Lan Changming stood up and left first.

The second brother, Lan Jun, also went back to his room.

Lan Zheng and the third brother, Lan Xiu, sat together for a while instead.

After exchanging a few probing questions, the two brothers discovered that the other was aware of the situation.

Let's just be frank and speak openly.

"She's our sister!" Lanxiu exclaimed excitedly. "She looks like our mother, is incredibly skilled, and even started her own vernacular newspaper!"

How can someone be so outstanding?

Who wouldn't want a younger sister like that?

Lan Zheng frowned: "Third brother, if Mom finds out, she won't be able to handle it... But she really is like Mom."

On the contrary, their younger sister, Lan Muhe, doesn't resemble her much.

Lan Muhe doesn't really resemble her father, but her mother insists on saying she does.

"Third brother, there's something I don't understand: why is she called Qin Yan? Mu He was called Qin Yan when she was little," Lan Zheng said.

Lanxiu: "It's probably a coincidence. Maybe her father chose the name, and she took her birth mother's surname. Maybe her father just thought it sounded good."

"Even if it sounds good, can you name your illegitimate daughter the same as your own daughter's nickname? Dad isn't that kind of person," Lan Zheng said.

She added, "I can't even believe that my father has an illegitimate daughter but doesn't dare to acknowledge her."

His parents had a balanced relationship, and Lan Changming was not afraid of his wife; and in the current world, having an illegitimate daughter was not considered a bad thing.

However, denying having an illegitimate daughter and shirking responsibility sounds unreliable and could damage the father's reputation.

If word got out, his mother would be branded as "jealous and intolerant."

He's over fifty years old, not a young man anymore. No romantic affair can have as bad an impact as these two infamous reputations.

"Big brother, we need to find a way to get to know her," said the third brother, Lanxiu. "To be frank, Yuzhao and I want to get to know her."

He further argued, "I am filial to my mother. I did not sympathize with that young mistress's birth mother and forgot about my mother. But she is my sister."

They share blood.

Lan Zheng also wanted to.

The two brothers exchanged a glance, and they both understood what the other meant.

"We need to think about this carefully," Lan Zheng said.

Lan Xiu ignored her: "I'll have Yu Zhao go. She's a woman, so it'll be easier for her. Besides, the young mistress is at the military hospital."

Lan Zheng: "...Okay, let's give it a try."

Qin Yan stayed in the military hospital for five days, and her stitches had not yet been removed. She wanted to go back.

She felt fine.

The newspaper couldn't do without her.

Qi Sheng, the chief editor at Du Zhuojun's newspaper, has made rapid progress these days, and Qin Yan is finding it difficult to keep up.

She has to think of a way.

The warlord's wife came to visit her, and Qin Yan told her about her plans.

"You can go back if you want. This place is so cramped, the houses are small, the beds are cramped, and the security isn't good enough. You might as well go back," said the warlord's wife.

He also said, "Have the military hospital send two military doctors and two nurses to your villa to take care of you personally until your stitches are removed."

Qin Yan: "There's no need for such trouble."

"Isn't it troublesome that Tianxun and I are worried about you?" said the warlord's wife.

Qin Yan did not refuse again: "Mom is right."

When Lanxiu's young mistress, Su Yuzhao, arrived at the military hospital, intending to sneak into Qin Yan's ward, she learned that Qin Yan had already been discharged and left.

She was very disappointed.

Lan Xiu and Lan Zheng were equally disappointed.

All my expectations were dashed.

The next time they want to see Qin Yan, they must go to the newspaper office or Qin Yan's villa, which would seem deliberate. If they mess things up, they'll become criminals in front of their parents.

"Don't act rashly," Lan Zheng said. "Wait for another opportunity."

Lanxiu said hello.

He tried asking Lan Changming twice more, but each time he was stopped.

Lan Changming forbade him to mention it further.

"Grandmother is not in good health, so don't cause me any trouble," Lan Changming said.

Lanxiu really wanted to say: Why are you worried about your mother? You should be worried about my mother now.

What does it matter if Grandmother is in poor health? Does she fear having another granddaughter?

It's inexplicable.

Lanxiu complained to his wife.

"Ah Xiu, do you think there might be a mistake with the child? The young mistress is your real sister, isn't Mu He?" Su Yuzhao suddenly said.

Lan Xiu chuckled: "Nonsense."

"Her name is Qin Yan. Isn't your sister's nickname Qin Yan? She looks like your mother. Qin Yan was raised by her grandmother since she was little. Your father is worried that your grandmother won't be able to handle it, not your mother." Su Yuzhao lowered her voice. "Think about it again!"

Lanxiu's smile slowly froze on her face.

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