Su Wanwan's eyes narrowed as she looked at Madam Yu.
Madam Yu paused, her expression grave: "My husband said that the Emperor has only recently ascended the throne and his prestige is still insufficient."
"Going against one's father's wishes carries too great a risk and will lead to unnecessary trouble, making one vulnerable to questioning in the future."
Su Wanwan quickly understood what Madam Yu meant.
If the late emperor's decree can be overturned, can the late emperor's decree to pass the throne to the current emperor also be overturned?
At this critical juncture, with the case of Prince Rong's rebellion still unresolved, it is easy for those with ulterior motives to exploit the situation.
Su Wanwan had no time to worry about these things. She simply said a few words to Madam Yu and then left.
As soon as I stepped out of the teahouse, I saw Xiao Bin standing across the street.
Xiao Bin nodded to her, as if he had something to say.
Su Wanwan swallowed nervously, suppressing her temper, and took the carriage back to the dowry house.
Xiao Bin returned shortly after, and the two dismissed the servants. Su Wanwan was about to speak.
Xiao Bin interrupted her: "Don't believe it."
Are you sure?
Xiao Bin nodded firmly: "There won't be any problems."
The exchange of glances between the two, and the unspoken understanding between them, remained uncomprehended, beyond the comprehension of others.
Su Wanwan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She wanted to ask a few more questions, but after thinking it over, she swallowed her words and changed the subject.
"How's your injury healing? Why are you out and about so soon?"
Xiao Bin lowered his eyes. "It's alright."
Just then, Heying came in with tea and interjected, "I heard from the gatekeeper that the young lady had just left for the temple that day, and Lord Xiao left right after her. She only got home after the lady returned."
“You should also say something to him, young lady. Don’t take your health for granted.”
Su Wanwan's face darkened, and her voice turned cold, carrying a reproach:
"What could be so important that you're neglecting your own health?"
Xiao Bin glanced at her, and finally said only two words: "It's nothing."
After serving the tea, Heying left.
Two people stood facing each other inside the room.
Seeing that he wouldn't say anything, Su Wanwan asked in a low voice, "How is your injury?"
During the days Xiao Bin was recuperating at the Su family's house, she learned about his injuries from the doctor, but she restrained herself and only visited him once.
Even though she wanted to distance herself from him, today's events suddenly made her realize that there were some things only Xiao Bin could help her with.
They are inseparable no matter what.
Xiao Bin met her gaze: "Much better."
Su Wanwan asked, "Did you go to Huguo Zifu Temple?"
A hint of helplessness and acquiescence flashed in Xiao Bin's eyes, "That place is sparsely populated and not safe."
Su Wanwan's heart skipped a beat.
So, despite his injuries not having fully healed, he secretly followed her.
She did whatever she wanted, and he simply protected her from behind.
If she hadn't pressed him for answers today, he probably wouldn't have even planned to let her know.
Even though she said those heartless words.
Su Wanwan called the doctor and had him undergo a thorough examination.
I was relieved to hear from the doctor that I was recovering well and there was nothing seriously wrong.
Because this was a temporary move, and things were only just being packed, Su Wanwan directed the servants to tidy up, working until dark.
Steward Li came over: "Miss Su, the master was looking for you and even wanted to come in person. It took this old servant a lot of persuasion to calm him down."
Su Wanwan also had questions for Lu Xingjian, so she returned to the Su family home.
The lights were still on in the east wing.
Chief Steward Li handed the tray with the teacups to Su Wanwan and whispered a reminder: "His Majesty has been in a bad mood all day, so please be careful."
When Su Wanwan entered the room, Lu Xingjian was sitting at his desk writing.
He didn't look up even when he heard footsteps.
The air pressure in the room was rather low.
Su Wanwan quietly placed the teacup next to him, then took the previous teacup away and asked softly, "Is your injury any better?"
Lu Xingjian didn't even look up, only glancing at the teacup she had just put down, his expression cold: "You won't die."
After saying that, he looked at the memorial in his hand.
What's wrong with him?
Su Wanwan paused, picked up the tray, turned around, and planned to go out to avoid the limelight.
Lu Xingjian's hand, which had been holding a pen, finally stopped.
He stared at her retreating figure with icy eyes.
Have you had enough of reminiscing about the past?
His tone was flat, and you couldn't tell what emotion he was expressing.
Su Wanwan's heart tightened, and she turned to look at him.
"You still can't forget your bodyguard Xiao?"
"Where?" Su Wanwan's heart tightened.
The shadow of the last time she bombarded the inn still lingered in her mind.
Su Wanwan smiled and said, "I just needed to talk to him about something today."
Lu Xingjian's voice was indifferent, but his narrow eyes were filled with coldness:
"Then let's have a full chat all at once, instead of continuing to be entangled after you get married."
Su Wanwan said, "I have no intention of getting married."
In this situation, whoever she wants to marry, she will only hurt them.
As for Lu Xingjian, she would never stoop to being his concubine.
When he gets tired of her, he can find a way to go to Jiangnan.
Now that she no longer has a huge dowry, there will probably be far fewer people coveting her.
Lu Xingjian gave her a deep look, but said nothing more.
Su Wanwan paused for a moment, then took out the prepared silver notes and placed them on the table:
"These are the silver notes you gave me last night. This is the money you needed to redeem my dowry shops last time. Thank you."
"Why not?" Lu Xingjian glanced at the silver notes and asked calmly.
This is the second time his banknotes have been returned.
She donated all her dowry, and from now on she can eat whatever she wants and spend whatever she wants.
“I can’t take your money.” Su Wanwan paused. “If you have so much money you don’t know what to do with it, you might as well donate it to disaster relief.”
At this point, Su Wanwan suddenly wanted to tease him, "It's also good for praying for the Empress's blessings."
Taking his money confirmed their affair.
This is something she absolutely cannot accept.
Lu Xingjian stared at her expressionlessly.
“You’re so generous,” he said.
Su Wanwan felt a tightness in her chest.
The word "magnanimous" cannot be used to describe her.
It's as if she's someone to him.
What grounds could she possibly have to appear magnanimous?
However, judging from his cold tone, it seemed as if she was the one who got the Empress pregnant.
It makes people feel wronged for no reason.
"You've praised the wrong person. The one who is truly magnanimous is your wife, the Empress."
This is the second time she has mentioned the Queen tonight.
Lu Xingjian narrowed his long, narrow eyes, then suddenly smiled, his gaze somewhat meaningful.
The tone was light and airy:
Are you jealous?
Su Wanwan paused, then remained silent.
That's a ridiculous statement.
Which eye of his saw that she was jealous?
She adopted a more earnest tone: "The Empress is not in good health and cannot withstand any stimulation. If you feel better, please return to the palace as soon as possible."
If the Empress knew that he had moved into the Su family's residence, who knows how she would make things difficult for her.
He had feelings for her, but he still got the Empress pregnant.
They posthumously conferred titles upon three generations of the Xia family and increased their stipends.
This favor, which she hoped to use to bring down the Xia family, seemed even more unattainable.
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