Yi Ning gritted her teeth and thought for a moment, "Just go." He might not be able to do anything in public! With so many eyes watching, she was his adopted daughter. Lu Jiaxue wouldn't be so shameless, would he?
Several officials were still in the hall. Lu Jiaxue was conversing with Jiang Zuoyun, the Minister of War, in the inner room. Wei Ling was talking with Luo Shenyuan outside. When he saw the girl coming, he waved her over.
After not seeing her for half a month, she looked a little haggard, so Wei Ling jokingly asked her, "But your third brother treats you badly?"
Luo Shenyuan smiled when he heard this.
"Your third brother treats you very well. He is willing to sacrifice his marriage to help you. He will definitely not treat you unfairly." Wei Ling patted the girl's shoulder again.
Luo Shenyuan said, "Don't worry, father-in-law. No one in the mansion dares to treat her badly."
Yi Ning retreated behind him, feeling unhappy about playing chess and sleeping the night before. She reached out and tried to twist his arm, but the flesh on his arm stiffened again, and she couldn't twist it. She knew he had learned some physical exercises from the Master Miaofa, and her anger was useless against him.
Wei Ling spoke to Zhao Mingzhu again, then turned back to call Yining. His voice lowered, "I heard you had some issues with your adoptive father. What's going on?"
The smile on Luo Yining's face slowly disappeared. She couldn't tell anyone the truth of the matter, because if she did so, other people's suspicion and doubt would always exist.
"I accidentally offended my adoptive father," Yi Ning said, "and he got a little angry."
Wei Ling felt that his daughter was hiding a lot, but since Luo Shenyuan was there, he didn't ask too many questions and just said, "It just so happens that Mingzhu is going to pay her respects to Lu Jiaxue today, so you should go with her to apologize to him. Shenyuan, wait for me for a moment." Wei Ling asked the two girls to follow him into the inner room.
Luo Shenyuan watched several people enter and sat down outside. Some officials spoke to him flatteringly, but he paid little attention. The goldenrods planted outside the flower hall were in full bloom, and a cold wind blew in from the lake, bringing a bleak autumn atmosphere.
Zhao Mingzhu greeted first, and Luo Yining, who was standing beside her, also bowed and called him godfather.
After dismissing the others, Lu Jiaxue ignored Luo Yining and said to Zhao Mingzhu, "I know you've entered the palace. The Queen and I are good friends, but this time her distant niece is also entering the palace. She's been childless for many years and is afraid, so she wants to find an obedient man to win her favor. Have you decided to join the Queen after entering the palace?"
"My daughter knows that Consort Duan of the Dong family is quite powerful, and she's the biological mother of the eldest prince," Zhao Mingzhu said, "but think about it, the Empress is the mother of the country after all..."
Lu Jiaxue felt that Zhao Mingzhu was not smart enough and would have a hard time entering the palace. Furthermore, she still wanted to be with the empress. So, he said to Wei Ling, "Now that the imperial edict has been issued, you should choose two extremely smart maids to accompany her. Otherwise, she won't be able to handle it alone."
Zhao Mingzhu now has the Lu family and the Wei family behind her, which is better than being the daughter of a minister without any strong backing.
After discussing Zhao Mingzhu, Wei Ling asked Luo Yining to serve tea to Lu Jiaxue. "...If you've ever wronged your adoptive father, offer him a cup of tea and admit your fault, so he won't be angry with you." Confronting Lu Jiaxue head-on was irrational, and Wei Ling hoped that an acknowledgment would be enough to put the matter to rest.
Yi Ning took the teacup from the maid, gritted her teeth, and slowly knelt down in front of him: "Foster father, have some tea. Please forgive me for any offense, and don't take it personally with a little girl like me."
Lu Jiaxue looked at her with a half-smile in his eyes.
She knelt in front of him, her hand holding the tea trembling slightly. I don't know if it was from anger or fear, probably both.
He reached out and took it: "Godfather has accepted your tea. As long as you are obedient and don't disobey Godfather, I won't make things difficult for you." He then leaned over slightly and whispered in her ear, "I won't let you go."
Yining watched him drinking tea calmly, dressed in a leather belt and brocade clothes, but felt a chill in his heart.
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