Looking at the somewhat familiar face, Lu Yulan seemed to remember who it was—the one who stubbornly believed that public opinion could overcome everything.
Sui Yi, he's still here so early, but even with this huge crowd, no one opened the gates of the Censorate for him.
The flowing crowds bore witness to Lu Yuanhong's popularity; he was like a pillar of the empire's spirit, but now, that pillar is gone.
How many of them are genuinely crying for Lu Yuanhong, or are they worried about their own dangerous future, as they continue to make a scene here?
Lu Yulan suddenly became somewhat gloomy, probably because knowing about the conspiracy had greatly diminished her love and tolerance for interstellar life.
Like an indifferent passerby.
"Let's go, we should go find Grandpa Lu."
The Lu family's residence is located in the southeast of the capital star, in a secluded corner. It is mostly guarded by soldiers in all four directions, while the rest of the army is also located around the capital star.
With its lead-gray walls and classic, grand Chinese-style architecture, it stands out in this science fiction-filled capital city, firmly adhering to its own principles.
The courtyard is planted with various non-aggressive plants that Grandpa Lu transplanted from different planets. The almost dark green bamboo hangs low over the wall. When the wind blows, it creates a rustling sound like a gentle east wind and a light drizzle, giving it a misty, rainy feel like the Jiangnan region.
However, the current owner no longer has time to appreciate the beautiful scenery, and the old house is as quiet as an old man in his twilight years.
Lu Yulan had just stood at the door and hadn't even had a chance to speak when the motion sensor automatically recognized her and opened the door.
Welcome home!
The voice is sweet and cute, probably Lu's voice when he was a child.
Lu Yulan listened, blinked, and walked step by step inside, following the bald man around the quiet courtyard towards the inner house.
There wasn't a soul in sight along the way.
After passing the screen wall painted with ink and wash colors, we entered the inner courtyard.
"Yulan, you've arrived?"
Grandpa Lu seemed unsurprised, sitting in a semi-open tea room on one side of the hall. On the tea table, sandalwood incense burned, and the curling smoke dispelled the commotion from the outside world.
"Yes, I saw the news from StarNet and rushed back."
"My Yulan is so thoughtful. Here, this is some restored tea that a teacher from the Imperial Military University specially gave me. Try the tea I brewed, is it good?"
"good."
Grandpa Lu didn't mention Lu Yuanhong at all, so Lu Yulan didn't bring it up either.
The bald man next to her wanted to speak, but seeing the atmosphere, he silently shut his mouth and stood behind Lu Yulan.
Lu Yulan wasn't very good at such refined things as tea tasting; the only tea she had ever been exposed to was flower tea.
However, when you pick it up, the fragrance that enters your nose is delicate yet substantial. Taking a small sip, it is bland and tasteless, but after a few moments, a subtle aroma emerges.
Even if it exists on Earth, it should be considered top-quality tea.
"Is it good?"
"It tastes good."
As Grandpa Lu spoke, he poured Lu Yulan another cup. "If you like it, drink more. Your personality is starting to resemble that brat's. It's really good that you got divorced. Otherwise, you would have been a widow for three years. Now it's much better. Once Grandpa Lu finishes his business here, he'll arrange blind dates for you."
Grandpa Lu must be too heartbroken, because she has no mood for blind dates. She obediently accompanies him and carefully considers what to say.
"Grandpa Lu, I don't want to go on blind dates. If you're upset, just say so. It's not good to keep it to yourself. If you're worried that I'll lose face if I see you like this, then I'll leave."
Seeing this, Grandpa Lu glanced at Lu Yulan a few more times and sighed deeply, "I told him not to get involved, and now look what's happened, his body is gone. It's enough to make this old man so angry."
“I’m not sad. Why should I be sad? He’s the one who’s unlucky. Grandpa will definitely find you a handsome young man to marry.”
These words made Lu Yulan and the bald man even more worried.
"I'm sorry, Marshal Lu, it's all my fault."
As he spoke, the bald man knelt down and kowtowed to Grandpa Lu.
"This is... isn't this your bodyguard?"
"No, it was one of his subordinates whom I met by chance on the road."
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