Last time Bai Li took people to support too quickly, Lu Rong suspected that there was an internal thief in the house and kept a close eye on the people around him. These days, he has been living in King Cheng's house and dare not deliver news.

Fortunately, Lu Rong trusted him very much and didn't doubt him.

This mid autumn festival banquet... I can only hope Lu Sheng is careful.

At this time, Lu Sheng, who was worried by Yanqing, was sitting in a daze in the reception hall of Wenfu.

Prime Minister Wen refused to see him and could not let him wait outside the gate. He ordered someone to take him to the house and serve tea, and then... There was no more.

Lu Sheng sighed.

I had a hunch that my father-in-law would not forgive him easily, but I didn't expect to be so cruel. I almost cut him off with Shang Fang's sword before. Later, I took the order and almost ran to the palace to ask the emperor to withdraw his marriage. There's no need to say anything at the court. Whenever I express some opinions, Prime Minister Wen must refute him by citing scriptures. It's almost irreconcilable. Even my father and emperor can't cry or laugh.

But it has to be said that Prime Minister Wen's move has eliminated his father's doubts to the greatest extent.

The father wanted to be backed by his aristocratic family, but he didn't want his backing to be too strong and threaten the imperial power.

The Wen family is the head of the civil service, and they are in marriage with the Jiang family, the head of the military attache. Their influence is too huge. If Prime Minister Wen really obediently accepts the order and shows satisfaction, his father and Emperor will be really dissatisfied.

Your daughter was so badly hurt. You don't know you love your children, but you are happy to marry the royal family... How can an emperor like such a snobbish Minister?

Lu Sheng thought again and again. The tea was cold and cold. He and a servant girl who poured tea were still the only ones in the reception hall. They looked particularly desolate.

... well, his father-in-law really doesn't want to see him.

After another cup of tea, little Chiang appeared in the reception hall.

"Your Highness, you'd better go back. My master is busy on business and can't come out to see guests." although little Chiang has entered middle age, she is still half old and charming. "Please don't mind, your highness."

"Nothing's wrong. I can wait a little longer," Lu Sheng got up and saluted Xiao Jiang. "Aunt Xie came to tell me."

Little Chiang looked at the young man facing the wind and sighed in his heart.

If she had been biased against him before, she would have nothing to say now.

Except for the unexpected actions of the assassin, he almost did it perfectly.

Wen Xiao can marry into King Xuan's residence with incomparable scenery, and then take root in the royal family with the help of life-saving grace.

Persuade a wife who has saved her husband's life to take a concubine for her husband?

Will be scolded as a dog by Dajue people.



"Caifu, are you going out again?"

"Well, I'll go shopping," said Zifu, looking away and trying to keep calm. "I'll be back later."

"You're on duty tonight," the little servant girl yawned and didn't notice Caifu's abnormality. "I'll go to bed first. You remember to come back early. Sister Yun Xiang will be angry if she delays her errand."

Caifu nodded casually, and a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes.

She hates Yunxiang.

She hates Yunxiang's shouting and drinking, her caution in front of Wen Xiao, and especially her eyes when she looks at herself.

Despised and transparent, it seems to see the bottom of people's heart.

The sun was about to set and it was getting dark.

Caifu hurried down the street and looked behind her from time to time.