Yining was going to say goodbye to Lin Hairu, and she kowtowed to her respectfully.
Aunt Qiao looked up at Luo Yining with mixed emotions.
This was the jewel of the Luo family, the daughter of the Duke of Ying. Yet, she had always thought she was the child of a lowly servant. She had believed Luo Yining was unworthy of the Luo family's legitimate daughter. True, she was unworthy, but it was the Luo family that was unworthy of her, Luo Yining, not Luo Yining unworthy of the Luo family.
Yining saw Aunt Qiao and whispered, "Aunt Qiao, you came a little late today, but didn't you get enough rest last night?"
How could Aunt Qiao dare to offend her at this time? She smiled and said, "It's better for Miss Seven to sleep peacefully."
Seeing her slightly swollen cheeks, Yi Ning continued calmly, "That's because Auntie is overworked. You should worry less in the future, otherwise you won't be able to sleep well again." She smiled and said, "Auntie understands what I mean best, right?"
After saying this, Yi Ning and Aunt Qiao looked at each other for a moment, and Aunt Qiao lowered her head first. Yi Ning took Lin Hairu's hand and went to the screen wall.
Yining saw Wei Ling from afar. He was sitting on a tall horse, surrounded by guards and a carriage.
Wei Ling smiled slightly, dismounted, walked to Yining, lowered his head, held out his hand to her, and said, "Meimei, Daddy is here to take you back."
His smile was extremely handsome, and the morning sunlight shone on the concave and convex screen wall and on his tall figure. His handsome profile was even radiant.
Yi Ning looked at his gentle face and suddenly felt a little curious. How did he know her nickname? She shook the Duke of Yingguo's hand for a moment, then let go. She walked over to Luo Chengzhang and bowed to him, saying, "I will repay you for your kindness in raising me. From now on, we will say goodbye. I hope you take care of yourself." She didn't like Luo Chengzhang, but he had raised Yi Ning for so many years and was grateful to him. So she returned the favor and said they would have nothing to do with each other from now on.
Luo Chengzhang's smile faltered. Seeing the throng of guards and maids surrounding the carriage, he suddenly remembered Aunt Qiao's words about Luo Yining being "a fake, a sham." He had even said something like, "A guard's daughter is unworthy of his legitimate daughter." Now it seemed a bit ridiculous. How could he compare to Wei Ling's status? Even Yining's was not comparable to his.
He gave Luo Yining a few words of advice and sent her off. Luo Yining naturally didn't want to be dragged along, and was then helped into the carriage by a maid. Before lowering the curtain, Yining looked back again... She wasn't mistaken; Luo Shenyuan had indeed not come.
Yining took a deep breath and lowered the curtain. There was no time to waste.
From then on, she was no longer the seventh daughter of the Luo family. She didn't know what awaited her in the capital. People, familiar and unfamiliar, were about to enter her life. Perhaps the one she couldn't escape the most was Lu Jiaxue. Wei Ling had been through life and death with Lu Jiaxue many times, and the two of them actually had a close personal relationship. They had frequent interactions.
In fact, Wei Ling, who was riding on his horse, was also thinking about this. He was taking his biological daughter back. The old lady would probably be happy to see her granddaughter. She loved girls the most. Zhao Mingzhu raised her so well, let alone her biological daughter. She had been feeling a little unwell recently. If she knew that she had a granddaughter who was wandering around and was found, she would feel better. Of course, she also had to thank Lu Jiaxue for this. It was thanks to him that he told her about Yi Ning. She would invite him to dinner at the mansion when she got back, but she didn't know if he was busy recently.
The carriage drove away like this.
Only then did Luo Shenyuan come out from behind the screen wall and calmly watched the carriage go away.
When Qiao Yuechan walked past Luo Shenyuan, she suddenly heard Luo Shenyuan call her in a low voice: "Aunt Qiao."
Luo Shenyuan rarely spoke to her. He was the eldest son of the second wife, so naturally he wouldn't talk to her much. So when Qiao Yuechan heard his gentle voice, she was actually startled.
She paused and looked at Luo Shenyuan. She found that Luo Shenyuan was looking straight ahead, his expression calm and composed, his voice still low: "You better be careful next time. I'm afraid I won't let you go."
After saying this, he walked towards the front yard without even looking at her.
Aunt Qiao took a deep breath. For some reason, she suddenly remembered the bloody girl who died at the hands of a vicious dog when Luo Shenyuan was young.
She had always known about the bastard's cruelty, and she had always been wary of him. But now... it seemed like she had really provoked him.
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