The gloomy mood faded away, and my mood became refreshed and full of vitality, just like a rainbow appearing in the clear sky after the rain.

Lu Huan slowly approached, gently kissed her between the eyebrows, then slid down to the bridge of her nose, and then to her eyes.

His breath sprayed on her face, bringing a sense of itch. Su Qian's eyelashes trembled slightly, startling Lu Huan who was immersed in tenderness. He moved a little further away, wanting to see her appearance clearly.

Su Qian still had her eyes closed under the candlelight, but she could feel the candlelight flickering with his movements. Knowing that he was looking at her, Su Qian silently turned her face away.

Lu Huan chuckled softly, reached out and pulled her cheek back, then used some force to kiss her lips, grabbing every inch of her sweetness. His rationality gradually disappeared under the touch and entanglement of his lips and tongues...

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In the dark yellow and hazy light, Lu Huan opened his eyes and looked at Su Qian.

Su Zhao, no matter how mysterious you are, no matter whether you are a god or a monster.

You were the one who approached me first, you were the one who pestered me first, and you did all this of your own free will. Since that's the case... you must never leave me again, and stay by my side forever!

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There were several maids sweeping outside the ancestral hall. When they saw them coming, they bowed quietly without saying a word.

There are four big characters written on the plaque in the center of the courtyard - Lu's Ancestral Hall.

Su Qian felt that such a solemn scene was more terrifying than meeting the parents.

After all... this wasn't just meeting one person, this was meeting a whole family...

Lu Huan held Su Qian's hand and walked into the ancestral hall together. When they entered the threshold, the maid who was placing fruits and vegetables as offerings inside looked back. When she saw them, she silently bowed and then retreated.

Su Qian was a little curious, but considering that they were in his family's clan ancestral hall, she didn't ask him.

Lu Huan skillfully took the candles and incense, lit them and inserted them into the incense burner. After doing all this, he knelt on the cushion and bowed three times devoutly.

Su Qian had never worshipped her ancestors. She and her grandmother were both abandoned orphans, so they had no ancestors to worship.

After being taken in by her adoptive parents, they never let her go to worship their ancestors, not even on Qingming Festival. Her adoptive father once said that girls were not worthy of worshipping their ancestors, not to mention that Su Qian was not even their biological daughter.

"How can she be worthy? Don't bring an outsider to our ancestors and let them laugh at us."

Although Lu Huan brought her to see his mother, he did not force her to kneel down and worship his mother. Su Qian stood aside and watched his movements, then followed his example and knelt down on the mat and worshipped three times.

Lu Huan watched her movements. She did not have that kind of worldly and messy aura. At this moment, she abandoned everything and worshipped his mother devoutly.

Lu Huanxin was confused for a moment, his mind went blank, only his heart, which had been lonely for twenty-five years, was beating violently.

He said he was taking her to visit her mother, and it really was just a visit.

His mother's tablet was placed there, offering incense. He believed that her spirit in heaven could see that with Su Qian by his side, he was no longer alone.

After his mother passed away, although Lu Guang was there, he only had demands on him, no love or compassion. With parents who didn't love each other, a child was just a tool. He felt that he had been alone for many years.

Over the years, his personality has become increasingly silent and gloomy. Everyone thinks he is gentle, but they don't know that it is just a disguise he created.

But Su Qian had seen his darkness and coldness, and was still willing to approach him. She bypassed his disguise and touched the softest part of his heart.

He lowered his head and smiled suddenly, a very faint smile. He thought, this is indeed something only she can do.

She is so special.

After laughing, he slowly raised his head and looked at the very familiar tablet. On the black gold tablet was written in gold: the tablet of Lu Guang’s wife Fang Sulan.

He slowly spoke in his heart, "Mother, this is the wife I chose myself, the woman I love. I will not let her be sacrificed in the political whirlpool like you. Now that your son has come to this, you can rest assured."

He believed that she would hear these words in heaven.

Lu Huan took Su Qian's hand and helped her to stand up, his eyes soft, "Since you have paid homage to my mother, you are her daughter-in-law."

This time, compared to previous times when he came to pay homage, there was less sorrow and sadness in his eyes, and more gratitude.

Because her actions were like silent comfort, soothing his broken heart.

Su Qian looked at him blankly. His words carried a lot of weight, and she didn't know how to respond.

Like Yan Xuanye, his feelings were becoming increasingly heavy, so heavy that Su Qian simply didn't dare to accept them.

She couldn't bear it, and was afraid that she would let them down in the end.

Fortunately, Lu Huan was of such a personality that he didn't need her to answer anything. He just spoke his thoughts to her without asking her to respond enthusiastically.

After saying this, he took her hand and led her out of the ancestral hall.

As they passed by the maids sweeping the floor, Su Qian asked curiously, "Why don't these maids say hello to you when they see you?"

Lu Huan held her hand and walked forward, "They are all mute girls."

Su Qian thought this was a rule set by Lu Huan, but she didn't expect that they were mute girls. No wonder it was so quiet along the way and no sound of conversation could be heard.

"I don't like talkative maids. After I came back this time, I asked Madam Liao to replace all the maids in the ancestral hall."

Su Qian asked, "Did you only replace the maids in the ancestral hall?"

Lu Huan: "Well, I don't like people whispering in front of my mother's tablet and saying things she doesn't like to hear."

In the past, the maids who swept the ancestral hall were all arranged by Gao Jiarong. In order to please Gao Jiarong, they would even treat a dead person harshly.

They would not clean her memorial tablet, offer her fresh fruits, burn paper money or offerings for her, and would even speak ill of her and slander her life and past.

At that time, Lu Guang was still alive, and the power of the family was in his hands. The affairs of the rear house were under the sole jurisdiction of the mistress, and Gao Jiarong was a princess, so who would dare to offend her?

Lu Guang didn't care about these things, and Lu Huan couldn't say anything openly. He could only kill those gossipy maids in secret or poison their throats to make them mute.

But as one group died and another group became mute, Gao Jiarong would replace them with a new group.

She just wanted to do evil like this to make him unhappy.

Later, Lu Huan realized that this was not a long-term solution. The most important thing was to be able to control the power of life and death in the mansion, making people fear him and obey him.

The poison of human heart will not even spare the dead.

He hated them, and after coming to power, the first thing he did was naturally to replace those talkative maids.