The Soul Returns: The Peerless Imperial Daughter Begins to Abuse the Scumbag

Meng Weilan snorted coldly: "Take the long view? How long do we have to wait? I can't wait even a moment!"

Her eyes were filled with anxiety and anger.

Shen Minglang looked at his wife in front of him, sighed helplessly, and then patiently explained:

"Ma'am, calm down and listen to me."

"The power of the Zhenguogong Mansion cannot be underestimated. We must be cautious. Revenge requires long-term planning and cannot be rash."

"If I hadn't pulled you aside to apologize in time today, you might have really offended the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion."

"If that happens, it will not only bring trouble to our Shen family, but it may also ruin the grand plan that the adults have entrusted to us."

"Once the adults blame us, our Shen family will suffer a devastating disaster."

Shen Minglang tried to comfort her earnestly, his eyes full of worry.

When Meng Weilan heard the word "Sir", her anger was suppressed at once, as if a basin of cold water was poured over her head.

She slumped down in the chair helplessly, as if all the strength in her body had been drained away.

She sobbed, her tears pouring out like a flood that broke through the dam, and rolling down like beads that had broken off the string, her heart full of grievances and unwillingness.

"Are we just going to let it go like this? Our daughter died in vain? My poor daughter..."

She choked up and spoke with endless grief and sorrow in her voice.

Shen Minglang felt bad seeing his wife so grief-stricken.

He frowned slightly, walked to Meng Weilan, patted his wife's shoulder gently, and comforted her:

"Ma'am, don't be sad. I know you feel bad, but as the saying goes, 'a little impatience can ruin a big plan.' Now we can only bear the humiliation and wait patiently for the right time to come."

"Believe me, one day, we will get justice for our daughter!"

Shen Minglang's eyes were as firm as iron, and he secretly vowed to seek justice for his daughter.

He continued to comfort her, "You want to kill Su Chenyin to avenge our daughter. If she doesn't have a strong background, with the ability of our Shen family, we can take her life at any time."

"But Su Chenyin has the support of the extremely powerful Duke Zhenguo Mansion."

"The Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion possesses enormous power and influence, which is already daunting. It's enough to make us suffer."

"What's even more frightening is that the strength of their secret guards is unfathomable, and they also control the 'Dark Soul Warriors' that the entire Yunluo Continent is terrified of."

"These dark soul warriors possess mysterious and powerful strength. They can fight against thousands of enemies alone. Even adults dare not easily compete with them."

As Shen Minglang spoke, a solemn look appeared on his face and his body involuntarily tensed up.

"Moreover, the plan that the adults have given us is extremely important. Madam, we can't destroy the entire Shen family because of a momentary impulse!"

"So Madam, you can kill Su Chenyin for your daughter, but it's not the right time yet. Don't be impulsive!"

"You must stay calm now. Don't force yourself. First, endure the humiliation and then make a long-term plan."

Shen Minglang spoke earnestly, his tone full of helplessness and caution, his expression as solemn as frost.

Meng Weilan raised her head and looked at Shen Minglang with tearful eyes: "Then how long do we have to wait?"

Shen Minglang walked to the window and stared quietly at the night outside, as if looking for answers in the darkness.

He replied in a low voice: "Madam, you must believe me. I will definitely avenge my daughter. But now we must be patient and not act rashly."

Meng Weilan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, stood up, and slowly walked to Shen Minglang.

She grabbed Shen Minglang's arm, as if she had grabbed the last straw, and asked anxiously:

"Husband, then tell me, what should we do next?"

Shen Minglang pondered for a moment, and a cunning smile like a fox flashed in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and said slowly: "After we arrive in Luoyang City, we must do everything we can to repair the relationship with the Zhenguogong Mansion."

"We have established a good relationship with them, and then we will slowly get the thing that the Lord needs from the old Duke of Zhen."

As Shen Minglang spoke, he tapped the windowsill lightly with his fingers, a calculating gleam in his eyes.

He paused, then continued, "We can secretly contact the allies that the adults have given us and have them support us."

"In addition, we must also quietly get in touch with some forces that harbor hatred towards the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, and strive to gain more support and help."

Having said that, Shen Minglang snorted coldly, with a hint of pride in his tone.

"Hmph, when the time is right, we can work together and fight against the Zhenguogong Mansion together."

"As long as we can successfully defeat the Zhenguogong Mansion, we will not only be able to successfully complete the task assigned to us by the adults, but Su Chenyin will also lose this powerful backer."

“By that time, without Su Chenyin, who has the support of the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion, she will no longer be able to compete with us.”

"Madam, you can decide how to deal with her. Her life or death will be decided by you, right, Madam?"

A sinister smile appeared on Shen Minglang's lips.

He looked at Meng Weilan, his eyes flashing with pride and confidence.

After hearing what Shen Minglang said, Meng Weilan was silent for a moment, with an uncertain expression on her face.

Although her heart was still filled with anger and resentment, she also understood that what Shen Minglang said did make sense.

She gritted her teeth, and a hint of determination flashed in her eyes.

"Okay, let's do as you say." Meng Weilan nodded vigorously to show her agreement.

"Humph, when the time comes, I won't let this bitch Su Chenyin go, no matter if she's the murderer of Yan'er or not."

There was a hint of viciousness in Meng Weilan's eyes, as if she wanted to tear Su Chenyin into pieces.

Shen Minglang nodded and comforted her, "Don't worry, Madam. We will definitely avenge our daughter."

Meng Weilan gritted her teeth, the anger in her eyes seemed ready to erupt at any time.

She clenched her fists tightly, digging her nails into her palms, trying to control her impulse.

"But you'd better not make me wait too long, otherwise I won't be able to help but do it myself." Meng Weilan said viciously.

She couldn't wait to see the bitch Su Chenyin who made her apologize humbly be punished and to get justice for her daughter.

Shen Minglang frowned. He didn't want Meng Weilan to ruin their plans because of impulse.

So he warned her seriously: "Madam, please behave yourself and don't ruin things. If you continue to act rashly like this, we will lose more than we gain."

Meng Weilan was frightened by Shen Minglang's words. She immediately shut her mouth and dared not say another word.

She knew that Shen Minglang was right. If she continued to be impulsive, she would probably get herself into even greater trouble.

Shen Minglang gave her a warning look, then sat back in his chair and continued to study the scroll in his hand.

Meng Weilan sat aside angrily, the anger in her heart still burning.

The hatred in her heart for Su Chenyin grew like weeds and was difficult to suppress.

The Shen family's spirit boat sped through the night, carrying the two people's resentment and conspiracy, heading towards Luoyang City.

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The next day, the morning light was dim and the morning glow was beautiful.

The soft light of morning sun sprinkled on the vast territory of Yunluo Continent, and the spirit boat that Su Chenyin and others were riding on broke through the air amidst the rays of light.

The spirit boat cut through the sky, leaving behind a brilliant wake, like a gorgeous ribbon, like a dream.

(There is still one chapter under review. Why is it under review? You all know it! But it’s just a normal conversation.)