And if Lan Qingchuan, the established heir, unfortunately dies, the queen reins in her emotions, and Zhengse asks him to choose the next heir immediately, and the royal family will also cultivate him.

Lan Zongrong's face was silent, but his heart was turbulent. After returning from the palace, he called himself sick and stayed at home.

The fact that Lan Qingchuan is missing and his whereabouts are unknown was heard by Ou Yanzhe at the banquet of Princess Centwa. He has been out of the country lately, and is maneuvering among the cunning bigwigs of the American business community, opening the way for the Langlak chaebol and managing his connections. As soon as he returned to China, the eldest princess found him. Ou Yanzhe stayed after the banquet, and in the huge living room, Centwa was half-lying on the chaise longue, and she looked quite tired.

Ou Yanzhe drank tea silently, waiting for her to speak. As soon as she opened her mouth, she naturally mentioned the Lan family, she had a headache, and Lan Zongrong closed the door to thank the guests, and I don't know if she was really sick. Lan Qingchuan's disappearance was really sudden, and such a pass was really inappropriate. Ou Yanzhe was shocked when he first heard about it, but only for a moment. He thought for a moment, and his tone was calm, "The person hasn't been found yet, and it's not yet a certainty." Centwa glanced at him, "In case." We need to be prepared. The young man was not shocked, and said casually, "Then choose another heir, there is always a choice for obedient and smart." Sentwa felt that he really had no interest in this matter, and his expression was faint, and he leaned on the sofa for a long time, during which he spoke very little.

She supported her forehead, and the maid added a cup of tea for her, and in the sound of the water, she sighed, "People are easy to find, but bloodlines are hard to find." The Lan family's lineage is scarce, where to find a justifiable one. ”

Ou Yanzhe smiled, "This is not a matter for the royal family, leave it to the Lan family to worry about." ”

Centwa took the teacup and blew away the curling white steam, and she said, "Bad boy." Listening but not reproaching, Ou Yanzhe retracted his gaze, the curvature of his mouth was extremely shallow, he lowered his head to taste tea, the slight white tea gas smoked his face handsome, and his lips were ruddy like blooming roses.

Lan Zongrong was exhausted, and at first he closed the door to relieve his breath and suppress his emotions, but later, yes, he really couldn't afford to be sick. Because at the beginning of May, the investigation team sent to salvage the body of a young woman in a shallow sea area in the south, which had been soaked and festered in the seawater, and because of the high concentration of radioactive materials in this area, the DNA was so damaged that it was difficult to identify her. Interpol came to the humanitarian side, and the blood type detected was the same. Lan Zongrong vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot. He didn't look at the information they came with, he didn't believe it, and invited those people out, "Just the same blood type can say something!" In fact, he also knew in his heart that the possibility of Lan Qingchuan's life being safe was very low, after all, after so many days, if he could find it, it would not have developed into what it is now.

And the domestic Fang Yu Zhong is also very tricky here. Due to insufficient evidence, Zhou Ke refused to admit that it was his hand. However, compared to Fang Yuzhong, a person who has seen a lot of wind and waves, he is still too tender, and it is only a matter of time before he overthrows Zhou Ke.

By mid-May, the dust had pretty much settled. Not only the Lan family, but Fang Yuzhong's heart was also cut into a big hole. Even though the father and daughter are strangers, he loves this daughter very much, but the way he uses is inappropriate, which can easily arouse Lan Qingchuan's disgust.