The heavy snow cut off the news from Ping'an Town and Lizhou.
Luo Jiang was not in a hurry. He was currently sketching bamboo in his study.
The butler stood in the hall and reported everything.
"Master, if we can't buy this food, I'm afraid there will be problems in the city."
Upon hearing this, Luo Jiang simply put down the pen in his hand.
"Humph, why are you panicking? If you just give these people some food, they won't make trouble."
"Go get someone to cook some porridge, and they'll be grateful to me when the time comes."
This is Luo Jiang's usual method, and it always works.
Upon hearing this, the butler responded.
"yes."
"Everyone has been sent to Ping'an Town. With Prime Minister Lu there, we should be able to deal with the Seventh Prince."
Luo Jiang said this, picked up the painting and looked at it carefully.
"Then Luo Shengan let the tiger return to the mountain, so naturally we have to deal with it."
The butler lowered his head and said, "Master, don't worry. We are all experts. How can the Seventh Prince be defeated?"
Luo Jiang became more and more satisfied: "Alright, don't delay my master's great cause."
"My lord's bloodline is with Prime Minister Lu, please be careful and don't get hurt."
The housekeeper nodded: "Don't worry, sir, everything has been arranged."
"But that person has suffered so much, when are we going to pick him up?"
"Let's talk about it when we get to Qingcheng."
The butler responded and slowly retreated.
Luo Jiang casually threw the painting in his hand onto the table.
"My Lord's bloodline is just a woman...if the time comes, I will let Jun'er marry her."
"Then... wouldn't that also help me accomplish my great cause?"
Luo Jiang felt happier.
He stroked his beard and looked at the painting in front of him, feeling more and more that his painting skills were superb.
But Luo Jiang's beautiful dream was obviously just a dream.
Prime Minister Lu stood in the house. He slept intermittently that night.
Mrs. Lu held Lu Lang in her arms, and she looked completely listless.
Lu Qingqing curled up into a ball, shaking from time to time.
The guard at the door informed us early in the morning that we would set off for Lizhou today.
They didn't know yet that Ping'an Town would become a dead town overnight.
Prime Minister Lu lowered his eyes and his hands moved unconsciously twice.
The window was knocked again, and a man in black climbed in.
The man had a cloth covering his face. He suddenly appeared, scaring Mrs. Lu and others beside him so much that they took two steps back.
Lu Qingqing was about to scream when the man glanced at her and she immediately shut her mouth.
"Prime Minister Lu."
Prime Minister Lu nodded: "Are you all ready?"
The man nodded and looked at Lu Qingqing.
"That person... is my Lord's bloodline?"
Prime Minister Lu looked in the direction of the voice and it was obvious that the man was talking about Lu Qingqing.
He was about to retort when Madam Lu spoke up: "Master, you..."
Prime Minister Lu frowned and said, "Don't ask about things that are not your business."
Lu Qingqing was even more confused: "Dad...what do you mean by our Lord's bloodline?"
The man took a step forward, walked in front of Lu Qingqing, and lowered his head.
"What's your name?"
Lu Qingqing was frightened for a moment and muttered: "Lu... Lu Qingqing."
The man stood up and said, "Prime Minister Lu is concerned, but he doesn't see any trace of my master in her."
Prime Minister Lu had a cold face and did not refute.
Madam Lu hugged Lu Lang even tighter: "We've raised her for so long, there must be something good about her."
"Give me five hundred taels."
She was still obsessed with the five hundred taels. The man was stunned for a moment, but then he felt relieved.
He took out a silver bag from his pocket and threw it to Mrs. Lu.
Mrs. Lu quickly opened it and immediately picked up Lu Lang and was about to walk out.
Lu Qingqing felt uneasy and originally wanted to follow Mrs. Lu, but Mrs. Lu pushed her away.
"Go away!"
She shouted sharply, startling Lu Qingqing.
She had no idea what was going on, and Prime Minister Lu just went along with it.
For him, this misunderstanding was actually a good thing.
Thinking that Lu Anan didn't die, Prime Minister Lu felt even more unhappy.
But soon... she would have to die here along with Chu Jinshen.
"Prime Minister Lu, you are so cruel, marrying your own daughter to the Seventh Prince."
"I'm afraid that by now, my life will be gone."
The man made a few sarcastic remarks, but Prime Minister Lu remained calm.
Lu Qingqing was even more bewildered. Could it be that... she wasn't Prime Minister Lu's biological daughter?
Lu Anan is the biological child? !
Outside the inn, Lu Anan looked at Chu Jinshen who was reading a letter and sighed softly.
I didn't know where to start, and I felt that this wasn't going to go well.
She subconsciously looked at her tightly clenched hand. Chu Jinshen was holding it tightly and refused to let go until now.
Lu Anan was just about to move her sitting position when Chu Jinshen looked over.
He put the letter in his hand away.
It was snowing heavily outside the car, but it was actually much warmer inside because of the heater.
"An An, I didn't believe in gods and Buddhas before, but now I have to believe in them."
He brought up this matter suddenly, and Lu Anan was a little confused.
"A Shen?"
Lu Anan had made her choice long ago, otherwise, with her abilities, why would she hide in the cave?
She is probably waiting too, and also giving herself a chance.
It's a gamble whether Chu Jinshen will find her, but the ending is already decided.
She didn't understand. The beating of her heart came so suddenly and unexpectedly, yet it was like a flood, overflowing her entire chest and mind.
Chu Jinshen wanted to tell his dream honestly, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he could not make any sound.
He had no choice but to remain silent for a moment and tapped Lu Anan's nose.
His eyes were full of tenderness.
"I'm very happy, An An."
His words didn't make sense, but Lu Anan understood what he meant.
She seemed to be ill in some way.
The name of the disease is probably - needing to be close to Chu Jinshen.
So she threw herself into Chu Jinshen's arms without hesitation.
Lu Anan reached out, turned on the live broadcast system screen, and patted Chu Jinshen on the shoulder.
"What should I do? You're already mine without Shen knowing."
"I have always belonged to An An."
Chu Jinshen looked at the screen that suddenly appeared, but he didn't feel panicked.
In that dream that was given to him, he often saw it.
Zhang San stood outside the car, watching Yuehuan, Qingzhu and the nanny packing up their things.
Mammy braved the wind and snow and came to his side.
"Where is His Highness?"
Zhang San yawned and raised his chin to indicate.
A smile appeared on Mammy's face.
"If the queen knew, she would definitely not worry anymore."
Zhang San was silent for a moment after hearing this.
"I haven't seen Your Highness so happy in a long time."
The sound was not loud, but Lu Anan heard it clearly and her face immediately turned red.
When there were only two of them, they could do whatever they wanted, but now there were obviously Mammy and the others outside the car.
Lu Anan carefully tried to withdraw from Chu Jinshen's arms.
But someone grabbed his wrist.
In an absolute, hard-hitting way.
Take her into your arms.
The next second, the breath got closer.
The candlelight in the carriage flickered twice, and only the curtains reflected the two figures that were very close to each other.
As for what happened, I'm afraid only Qingfeng Mingyue knows.
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