But just because the Duke of Yang's mansion doesn't take action doesn't mean that others won't resort to any underhanded schemes.
Every year, the four major banquets bring fame to many and embarrass some. And which of those who embarrass themselves wasn't the result of scheming?
Everyone understands this principle, but when they actually see someone make a fool of themselves, others still can't help but laugh at them.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine," Lu Qingyan said, offering him a rare moment of comfort.
"Then you keep the imperial edict safe. I'll go back to my residence and prepare some things to send to you." Lin Yu'an leaned over and gently kissed Lu Qingyan's brow, then disappeared in a flash. Lu Qingyan remained where she was, muttering to herself, "Is this guy shy?"
"Yao'er, my Yao'er!" Mother Su ran over, sobbing, and hugged Lu Qingyan tightly, wailing, "My poor Yao'er, it's all the Lin family's fault!"
"Mother, what's wrong?" In her anxiety, Lu Qingyan stopped calling her mother and called her "Mom" instead.
“Yao’er, I saw it all just now. Lin Yu’an, that hypocritical Lin Yu’an is actually no good either. He took liberties with you.”
Lu Qingyan's face flushed red instantly; she hadn't expected that Su's mother would witness that scene.
"Yao'er, don't be afraid. No matter how useless our family is, we will still help you get justice," Su's mother said firmly.
“Mother,” Lu Qingyan said with a slight smile, her face flushed with embarrassment, “Mother, Lord Yang, he, he is actually quite a good person.”
Su's mother glared at her daughter with disapproval: "What do you know? Can you cut open someone's heart to see if it's black or red? Putting everything else aside, just look at the age difference alone. He's so much older than you. In what way is he worthy of you?"
No matter how good Lin Yu'an is, their precious daughter is truly unique.
When Lu Qingyan showed the Emperor's decree of marriage to Su's mother, Su's mother was so happy she almost twisted her mouth with laughter.
She slapped her thigh and laughed, "Good, good! With the imperial decree in place, he will definitely marry you. You can stay home and focus on embroidering your dowry. Yu An is a far-sighted child; I don't know when he'll settle down. But I'm at ease knowing you can marry him. He's different from those other men."
Knowing that her daughter wouldn't have to face those unknown strangers, Su's mother felt much relieved. With this peace of mind, her illness improved significantly; after taking a few doses of medicine, her previously pale complexion began to regain its rosy hue. But that's a story for another time.
Su's mother came here to find Lu Qingyan to talk to her about the chrysanthemum appreciation banquet.
With a troubled expression, Madam Su said, "Yao'er, the invitation from the Duke of Yang's mansion has arrived."
In the past, the Su family and the Yang family had only a casual relationship; they would greet each other briefly and then remain silent.
But now, the relationship between the Su family and the Yang family is complicated, a real mess. It's quite surprising that the Yang family would actually send the invitation back to Lu Qingyan without holding a grudge.
"Mother, are you unhappy?" Lu Qingyan asked. "If you're unhappy, then let's not go."
"Silly girl." Mother Su turned her head unconsciously and saw her daughter's vulnerable appearance. Her nose tingled and she swallowed the tears that were about to fall. "The Yang family actually has the nerve to send an invitation to our mansion. Why shouldn't we go? If we don't go, people will think that they are afraid and that's why they want to back down. In that case, it will be our family that will suffer."
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