Lu Lin stared at the person inside who was resting with their eyes closed, and hesitated outside the door for a long time before finally going in.
He always loved and respected his father. They were very close when he was a child, but as he grew up, they drifted further and further apart.
The more the other person forbids him from doing something, the more he wants to do it, as if he is fighting against him or trying to attract his attention.
I want him to pamper me like he used to, and not to share that love with anyone else.
But somehow, he gradually seemed to get used to it, and only by teasing cats and dogs, going to various brothels, gambling and drinking every day did he feel happy.
There's nothing wrong with being a playboy, but now that Lu Cijian has returned to the capital and not only entered the Censorate but also became the Right Vice Censor-in-Chief, he suddenly feels a sense of crisis, fearing that his father will abandon him.
After hesitating for a while, he said, "Father, Mother must have been wronged. As long as the servants in the mansion don't tell anyone, Mother can just stay in her own courtyard. Why do you have to lock Mother in the ancestral hall?"
That place was not only cold and damp, but also filled with a chilling aura; it was absolutely uninhabitable.
Moreover, his mother's condition was all because of Lu Cijian. That man was truly a menace; it would have been better if he had died on the estate long ago.
His mother shouldn't have shown mercy back then; she should have killed him while he was still young.
Lu Chengyuan sighed, pinched his brow, and after a while said, "This has nothing to do with you. Just stay home and wait for the wedding. Don't go out and cause trouble these next few days."
Don't go looking for Lu Cijian either; he's very cunning, and you're no match for him.
He actually doted on his youngest son, having poured almost all his heart and soul into him. But for some reason, the boy gradually went astray, and whenever he heard about the things the boy had done, he felt a headache coming on.
These are turbulent times, and he really doesn't want anything to happen to his son.
Lu Lin was somewhat dissatisfied and said coldly, "You're afraid I'll harm Lu Cijian, aren't you? He's clearly bullying Mother, yet you're still protecting him like that."
Even my marriage was something he didn't want.
Mother was right after all; you just can't bear to part with that dead woman.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Chengyuan picked up the teacup on the table and threw it at him. With a "thud," the teacup hit the ground, and the room fell silent for a moment.
Lu Chengyuan's bloodshot eyes were filled with rage. "You wretched child, what nonsense are you spouting? What did that bitch Chen Shuyu tell you?"
Anyone can say that, but you can't.
That bitch Chen Shuyu, he shouldn't have married her in the first place. If the timing hadn't been wrong, and if things hadn't been exposed, he would never have married that bitch.
She's just someone who slept with him; how could she be worthy of being the Lady of the Marquis?
Now, he has raised his son to be this way.
Lu Lin was clearly frightened by Lu Chengyuan's appearance. His gaze fell on the broken teacup at his feet, and he remained silent for a long time.
This was the first time he had ever seen his father so angry. It wasn't the usual kind of anger that came from disappointment; it was as if he had touched on something that had hurt his father.
Lu Chengyuan quickly calmed down, staring at Lu Lin's face as if searching for something, and finally said only, "Go down."
Lu Lin paused for a moment, his gaze falling on Lu Chengyuan's tired face. In the end, he didn't say anything more, just responded and left.
However, once outside the front hall...
His expression instantly darkened, and he coldly asked the servant beside him, "Have you done everything I told you to do?"
The servant quickly replied, "Young master, rest assured, everything has been arranged properly, and they will not have a chance to escape."
Lu Lin was finally satisfied, a flash of ruthlessness crossing his eyes. Since he couldn't touch Lu Cijian now, he would definitely not let go of the people around that guy.
His mother had never suffered like this before. Now she was locked up in the ancestral hall, all because of Lu Cijian and that woman. He would never let them get away with it.
The servant hesitated, "Young master, what about the master's reminder just now..."
Lu Lin snorted coldly and said irritably, "He must be worried about his eldest son. What he said just now was just a warning."
I'm not that stupid. Lu Cijian must be quite capable to have become the Right Vice Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate.
Just do as I say, and nothing will happen.
The servant then responded.
*
The next day.
Jiang Yimian was woken up by Zhao Xiaonian and the two little ones.
After a quick wash, he came out of the house looking exhausted and was immediately surrounded by the three men.
She sat on the chair, propping her chin up with her hand, and said helplessly, "What's wrong? Don't you need to go to the academy so early in the morning? Don't you need to be a master?"
Last night I was working on the Beijing Times until midnight, and I didn't go to sleep until dawn. But these people woke me up early this morning.
Zhao Xiaonian stood with his hands on his hips, staring at the person in the chair with an unfriendly look, and said with some dissatisfaction, "Why didn't you tell us about your arranged marriage with Brother Cijian?"
I'm practically family to you, yet I'm the last one to find out.
If he hadn't overheard people discussing this matter in various restaurants and teahouses when he went out earlier, he would have had no idea that the two had been betrothed.
Jiang Yimian glanced at him sideways and said indifferently, "Aren't you good at fortune telling? You didn't even predict this?"
Zhao Xiaonian was taken aback, then his eyes widened and he said with dissatisfaction, "How could I possibly calculate every little thing? This, of course, is something I can't calculate."
Don't change the subject.
If he could predict everything, he'd be a prophet; why bother with fortune telling? He could just go to the Imperial Observatory.
It's a pity that he overheard the news of their arranged marriage this morning and excitedly returned to share it, only to find out that he was the last to know.
That's so unfair! He shouldn't have taken the two little ones out to play yesterday.
The excitement is gone.
Hearing this, Liu'er just smiled and hugged Xiao Nuan'er in her arms before saying, "The academy is closed today, and the two little ones kept asking to see you. I couldn't stop them."
They let him in too.
Zhao Xiaonian was somewhat dissatisfied, "So what? I'm just annoyed that I was the last to know, you clearly didn't tell me..."
Meeting Jiang Yimian's cold gaze, he quickly changed his words at the end, "Next time I know you're sleeping, I definitely won't disturb you."
Jiang Yimian ignored him, took a sip of the tea that Xiao Ye handed her, and felt much better.
Xiao Nuan'er reached out and scratched her little tuft of hair, her face full of curiosity, "Does the bestowed marriage mean that Brother Cijian will really be a family with us from now on?"
The little guy blinked his big eyes and stared at Jiang Yimian, his face full of curiosity. If he hadn't been held in Liu'er's arms, he would have definitely snuggled up next to Jiang Yimian.
Ono nodded calmly from the side, her tone tinged with dissatisfaction, "Although Cijian is nice, can't he live at the Jiang family's house from now on? That way, my sister won't have to be separated from us."
He still couldn't bear to see his sister leave home and wanted to stay with her forever.
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