She, Lu Xiaoxiao, could neither escape nor hide.
"She starved me and drove all my maids out. Only Cao Cao, Tan Er, and Xiao Hei are left to keep me company."
Jin Suting looked extremely unhappy, but she didn't mention the time when Lu sent someone to assassinate her. Without evidence, everything she said was bullshit.
This was a lesson she had learned personally from Mrs. Lu.
"I thought those servants were just spreading rumors, but I didn't expect it to be true?!"
The old general seemed very emotional, as if he could turn Lu into ashes in the next second if he appeared.
Jin Suting calmed the old general down: "Dad, don't be angry, it's all in the past."
The old general was so angry that he was incoherent. "How could she starve my Su'er! This is too much, too much. It seems that she is just like that unfilial daughter Jin Xiwen, she has gone crazy! Cough cough cough, cough cough cough..."
"Dad, Dad, don't be angry. Anger hurts your liver." Jin Suting knew that this would be the situation. If she had known earlier, she would not have said anything. At least her father's mood swings would not be so great.
Ming's mother said that the old general needed to rest.
"Child, good boy, Dad doesn't want you to be wronged, do you understand?" The old general coughed enough and said this to Jin Suting helplessly.
"Dad, I know." Jin Suting said, "But I don't want you to be angry, and I don't want you to worry. It's just a situation I can handle on my own."
The old general looked at his daughter in front of him. Half a year ago, she would not have said such words.
He stroked the ends of Jin Suting's soft hair and said, "Child, you have grown up."
Jin Suting helped the old general into the house and made a pot of tea for him.
The old general obviously had something to say, so Jin Suting took the initiative to speak: "Dad, you suddenly came to see me, is there something wrong?"
The old general opened his mouth several times, but he didn't know where to start, so he asked without thinking, "Do you like Helan Ruizhe?"
"Uh..." Jin Suting didn't know how to answer, "Dad, why are you asking this suddenly?"
The old general sighed solemnly, "Alas, the Queen Mother came to see me yesterday."
The old general gave her a meaningful look and said, "Helan Ruizhe is a good guy, but he is not the best destination for you after all."
Jin Suting found it funny. Her father rarely addressed the royal family members by their names. She smiled bitterly and said, "Dad, you said my reputation in Funing is so bad, who could be a better destination for me?"
"..." The old general was speechless for a moment. He pondered for a moment and said, "Are you ready to be the Crown Princess, or just a concubine? Are you really ready to be trapped in the deep palace for the rest of your life, Su'er?"
Jin Suting was stunned. Being trapped in the deep palace for a lifetime was the ending she least wanted. She didn't want the kind of future that could be seen at a glance to happen to her.
But she agreed to Helan Ruizhe. She was indeed attracted to him, not to the Crown Prince or the Crown Princess, but to Helan Ruizhe and her position as his wife.
"I have no better path to take."
Even if she could see the future at a glance, even if she had to compete with three thousand concubines in the harem for a man, she would be willing to do it.
Who made Helan Ruizhe the Crown Prince?
The old general thought of the Queen Mother's words, remembered Nangong Si's final fate, and thought of Jin Suting's mother...
Su'er's mother told him that if Jin Suting wanted to do something when she grew up, let her do it.
Even if you fall and make mistakes, it doesn't matter.
At least she has experienced it, so she doesn't feel any regrets.
He always thought that Su'er's mother said these words because she wanted him to be more indulgent, but in fact, its real meaning was to let go.
Tears welled up in the old general's eyes. He said, "If you want to, go ahead."
As for the Queen Mother, he will take care of it.
So in the end, Jin Suting didn't know that the Queen Mother's conversation with the old general was about asking her to leave Helan Ruizhe.
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Prime Minister's Mansion.
Tang Ruozhi is practicing calligraphy.
Ren wrote every stroke carefully, but still messed up the whole paper.
Her handwriting was extremely ugly, all written with a brush. While others could write with flowing, elegant strokes, hers looked like wriggling worms, crawling across the paper. This was her greatest flaw as a lady of a noble family, the most distinguished of the Fu Ning ladies.
It is also the most unknown secret.
She practiced calligraphy privately every day, and even Xiao Hua, who had been by her side for so many years, didn't notice.
I only know that the young lady loves to practice calligraphy, but I have never seen any posts she wrote.
"Miss?"
Hongyan knocked on the door with a plate of osmanthus cake in her hand.
Tang Ruozhi hurriedly put away the paper he had written on, spread out a new one, and pretended to draw.
"Come in!"
Hongyan placed the osmanthus cake next to Tang Ruozhi's writing brush and ink, and she glanced at the cakes on the plate.
He frowned, threw down his pen, and said, "Don't you know that I don't like sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"
Shi Ran likes osmanthus cake the most, but she doesn't like it.
Hong Yan knelt down, lowered her head, and sobbed softly: "I know I'm wrong, Miss, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Hong Yan just saw that Miss locked herself in the room all day and was afraid that Miss would be hungry, so I learned how to make osmanthus cake."
Tang Ruozhi picked up the pen again, glanced at the osmanthus cake with disgust, and said, "Forget it, forget it, just take it away, it's really annoying."
Hong Yan quickly stood up and took the osmanthus cake away. Before leaving, she glanced at the painting, made two strokes, and hadn't started painting yet.
The door was closed. Tang Ruozhi moved the painting away, took out the calligraphy he had just practiced, frowned, crumpled up the paper with a large blank space, squeezed it into a ball, and threw it out.
"You have such a bad temper~"
Jin Xiwen didn't know when she sat on Tang Ruozhi's bed, holding a glass of fine wine in her hand and took two sips.
Tang Ruozhi almost had a heart attack, but he didn't dare to get angry. He suppressed his anger and said, "Next time you come, can you let me know in advance?"
Jin Xiwen giggled and shook the bottle of wine, "Notify you? Wouldn't that be unoriginal?"
She really enjoyed seeing people panicking and wanting to get angry but having to hold it back.
In other words, she likes everyone to bow down to her and dare not speak out when they are angry.
That’s so interesting!
"Bad taste."
Tang Ruozhi walked to the door, opened it, and looked around to see if anyone was eavesdropping.
Hongyan was hiding behind the door just now and was almost discovered. Fortunately, she was smart enough to run behind the pillar in time.
"Oh, right, it's just a bad taste." The drunk Jin Xiwen was talkative. "When did you know me so well, little sister?"
Tang Ruozhi sat back at the desk, picked up the pen and started scribbling, with a smile on his face. "Oh, Jin Xiwen, you are one year and three months younger than me. I really don't know who is calling whom sister."
Jin Xiwen threw the wine bottle and said, "Stupid, ignorant, you deserve a beating!"
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