Lu Wushuang's voice was calm and calm, and there was no joy in seeing relatives after a long absence.
"Which talkative slave told you?" Lu Xiuyuan's face darkened, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.
"I heard from the servant at the door, Dad, what is going on?" Lu Wushuang continued to ask.
"That bitch, who deserved his death, dared to cheat on me behind my back." Lu Xiuyuan, who had been cuckolded, gritted his teeth when he mentioned Liu Hanyuan.
"No way, San Yiniang doesn't look like this kind of person." Hearing this answer, Lu Wushuang's eyes showed disbelief, and she was extremely shocked.
"You shouldn't judge people by their appearance. That bitch, I only stayed in Furong's room for a while, but she couldn't bear the loneliness and cuckolded me. She deserves to die." Lu Xiuyuan said angrily.
"Dad, do you still love your mother?" Seeing Lu Xiuyuan's angry look, Lu Wushuang changed the topic and decided to investigate Liu Hanyuan's matter privately.
After pondering for a while, Lu Xiuyuan nodded. Liu Hanyuan's betrayal involved the pain that he had hidden in his heart for many years. Looking at the face that looked exactly like Zhen'er, a trace of pain appeared in Lu Xiuyuan's eyes, revealing a secret that had been buried deep in his heart for many years.
"The only woman I have ever loved in my life is your mother. Unfortunately, your mother never had me in her heart. She had other loves in her heart. Even if I took a concubine, she never objected. Back then, your mother even shook her head.
, or just say no, I will follow her wishes and never take a concubine. But your mother not only did not object, but also helped to arrange it, which makes me very sad."
The pain in Lu Xiuyuan's eyes became more and more intense, "I just didn't expect that your mother was so beautiful that she died so early when she was only in her twenties. I have never been able to accept your mother's departure. Every time I see you, I will think of you."
"Mom, that's why I've been indifferent to you for so many years, causing you to suffer a lot since you were a child. Wushuang, I'm sorry,"
Another shocking news. Lu Wushuang never knew that Lu Xiuyuan was in such pain. He knew clearly that his wife loved someone else, but his heart never changed and he continued to give as always.
How miserable is the life of such a man.
Mental betrayal is more hurtful and painful than physical betrayal.
"I'm not living well now, so don't blame yourself."
Originally, he wanted to change the subject and ask Lu Xiuyuan why he had to straighten Liu Furong, but now that he knew that her mother had never loved the miserable Lu Xiuyuan from the beginning to the end, Lu Wushuang was too embarrassed to question her, and instead comforted the painful Lu Xiuyuan.
"Dad, you know my mother..."
In fact, she wanted to ask her mother who she loved. But when the words came to her lips, Lu Wushuang felt that it was inappropriate, so she immediately changed her words: "Dad, my daughter just came back and was a little tired, so she left first."
"Go." Lu Xiuyuan waved his hand and did not hold back. He needed time to calm down the pain in his heart. After so many years, he still couldn't let go or forget Zhen'er.
Walking through the thick white snow, I slowly walked back to Luoqiyuan while enjoying the red plum blossoms leisurely, leaving a long trail of footprints behind me.
The housekeeper Lu Zhong, who was probably ordered by Lu Xiuyuan, was busy in the yard with a few servants.
"Miss Third, you are finally back. You don't know that during your absence, the master did not say anything, but in his heart he was very worried about you. He was not eating well and sleeping well. He secretly sent people to inquire about your whereabouts.
Everyone has lost a lot of weight." Seeing Lu Wushuang leisurely walking into Luoqiyuan, housekeeper Lu Zhong stepped forward to greet him and said good things to Lu Xiuyuan.
"I know." He nodded lightly. Suddenly, he thought of something. Lu Wushuang stared at Lu Zhong and said seriously: "Uncle Zhong, how many years have you been with my father?"
"It's been a few decades. At that time, before I became the prime minister, the old slave was with him." Lu Zhong recalled it for a moment and said slowly. There was a trace of confusion in his eyes.
I don’t understand why the third lady suddenly asked about this?
"Then what happened between my mother and my father, you should also know very well, right?" Lu Wushuang's eyes were locked on Lu Zhong's face, and he asked tentatively without missing any expression.
Meeting Lu Wushuang's probing gaze, Lu Zhong's eyes flickered slightly, as if he had guessed something, "What does the Third Miss want to know?"
"Dad said that my mother loves someone else in her heart. I want to know who that person is?"
As soon as this question was asked, Lu Zhong's face changed, and he thought about it for a long time. Lu Wushuang stood aside, as if he had waited for a century before he heard Lu Zhong's voice, "Miss Third, I'd better ask this question in person."
Sir."
"Uncle Zhong, just tell me. You also know that my father has deep feelings for my mother. How can you make me embarrassed to ask him this kind of question?" Lu Wushuang pestered Lu Zhong and continued to ask.
"Third Miss, you are not embarrassing this old slave." Lu Zhong sighed and hesitated. He pulled Lu Wushuang to a corner of the yard and whispered: "Actually, I don't know who that person is? I just know that person.
It seems that he has great power, and even the master is a little afraid of that person. I heard that the master mentioned it once when he was drunk, that the man has passed away."
Hearing this answer, Lu Wushuang frowned. In Beitiao Kingdom, there were only a handful of people with more power than the prime minister of the country, and it wasn't the Ninth Five-Year Plan.
Could it be?
As soon as the terrible idea came to his mind, Lu Wushuang's expression changed drastically, and he immediately shook his head and said in denial: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible."
Lu Zhong, after saying these words, had already walked into the house, urging his servants to clean the house quickly so that Lu Wushuang could go in and rest.
Snowflakes danced like butterflies and fell, decorating the entire Luoqi Courtyard in silver.
Lu Wushuang just stood there stunned, letting the goose-feather-like flying snow fall on her hair and shoulders. After standing for a long time, the tip of her nose was red from the cold, until Lu Zhong's voice came over again,
"Miss Third, the house has been cleaned and the charcoal fire is lit. You can go inside and rest."
Lu Wushuang regained his consciousness and nodded, walking towards the house with a heavy pace.
The burning charcoal fire made the room as warm as spring. Lu Wushuang took off her cloak and sat by the fire. What Lu Zhong said just now kept swirling in her mind. She even thought horribly, what if her mother becomes red?
Xing cheated, had an affair with that very powerful person, and happened to win a lottery and gave birth to her, wouldn't she and Bei Tangye be the same?
"No, absolutely not." Lu Wushuang kept shaking his head, feeling funny at the crazy idea that popped up in his mind.
While I was thinking wildly, a guest came to Luoqiyuan.
"Miss Third, you are finally back." This uninvited guest is Xiaoqing, the maid next to Liu Hanyuan. With tears in her eyes, she stood by the door, her delicate face had lost a lot of weight, and her cotton-padded jacket was in tatters.
Yes, there are still a few patches sewn on.
"Xiao Qing, it's you, come in and sit down." Lu Wushuang stood up quickly, walked to the door and took Xiao Qing's purple hand, which was covered with frostbite, and walked into the house.
"Third Miss, my master died so unjustly and miserably. You must avenge her and restore her innocence." As soon as she entered the room, Xiao Qing knelt in front of Lu Wushuang, with big tears rolling from her eyes.
I came down and cried so sadly.
"Xiao Qing, if you have something to do, please stand up and talk first." Lu Wushuang helped Xiao Qing up, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she knew there must be something wrong with the death of the third aunt.
"That day was the young master's death ceremony. My master was in a bad mood and drank a little wine at night. But who knew that there was something wrong with the wine. In the middle of the night, my master's body felt very hot and uncomfortable.
I went to see the doctor. But when I asked the doctor to come back, I saw that my master’s house was full of people. The prime minister and the second lady both said... that my master was unruly and cheated on his husband...
Stealing people." Xiaoqing choked and said.
"Caught in rape, was there any other man in the third aunt's room at that time?" Lu Wushuang frowned and asked.
Xiao Qing nodded, "The man had already been tied up at that time, but the slave was with the master and knew her character. She would never do such an unruly thing. The master must have been framed.
"
"Is that man still alive now?" Lu Wushuang asked.
Xiao Qing shook her head, "He was beaten to death on the order of the Prime Minister."
"Without any evidence, it will be difficult to restore San Yi Niang's innocence. But don't worry, I will find a way." Lu Wushuang comforted Xiao Qing and saw the tattered clothes on her body and her frostbite-covered hands that were as swollen as steamed buns.
, asked with concern: "Where are you working now?"
"After my master died, I was assigned to the laundry department."
"It's hard to wash clothes in this cold weather. Don't go back to the laundry area. I'll talk to the housekeeper later and you will stay in Luoqi Yard from now on." Looking at the little girl who is about the same age as Vanilla
Qing and Lu both showed a trace of pity in their hearts.
"What about Vanilla? Why didn't you see her?" Xiao Qing asked.
Sadness emerged in Lu Wushuang's eyes, and he said sadly: "Herb is dead."
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault for making Third Miss sad." Xiaoqing blamed herself.
"It's over. From now on, you can live in the room next to Vanilla."
After saying that, Lu Wushuang walked to the window. Snowflakes were falling outside the window. He looked to the east through the light white snow. His eyes gradually became misty and he murmured to himself: "It should be snowing in Yuezhou City now.
I wonder if Vanilla’s grave is covered with ice and snow?”
On a cold winter night, the north wind howled, and the snowflakes fell, pressing against the branches, I couldn't stand upright.
After having the reception banquet in the flower hall, Lu Wushuang returned to her room. The lights in the room were dimly lit, and Xiaoqing was sent back to her room to rest.
In the silent night, she sat alone at the table. Time passed slowly. The new candle had only been lit to a small extent, and Beitang Ye still did not appear.
After the candles burned out and the last light in the room disappeared, Lu Wushuang lay down on the bed.
In the middle of the night, while he was sleeping in a daze, a cold wind suddenly came in from the warm quilt. It was so cold that Lu Wushuang couldn't help but shiver. He opened his relaxed eyes, and the thick white snow outside reflected the silvery light.
The room was not so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.
"Why are you here so late?" Lu Wushuang frowned and asked when he saw Beitang Ye looking cold.
"I went to Changle Palace to meet my mother, and was dragged and nagged by her for a long time. As soon as I got out, my brother took me to the Imperial Study Room and scolded me, and then discussed things again. I haven't left the palace until now.
I immediately rushed to the Prime Minister's Mansion to see you." Bei Tangye explained, taking off his boots and getting under the quilt. He stretched out his long arm, hugged Lu Wushuang's warm body, and squeezed it with his other free hand.
Her nose, "You are a heartless girl who doesn't know how to leave a light on, so you don't have to worry about me touching the wrong room at night and touching another woman's house."
"Hurry up and take your hand away, the ice is dead." Lu Wushuang shook his head and freed his nose from Bei Tangye's clutches.
"It's really cold outside. If you touch my feet, they'll be numb from the cold." Beitang Ye smiled evilly. In the dimly lit room, he was like a fairy in the dark night, full of endless charm.
After following Lu Wushuang's words, he pressed his foot on Lu Wushuang's leg wickedly, slipped his other hand into the quilt, grabbed her soft and warm hand and touched it under her feet.
"You haven't even washed your feet. If anyone wants to touch your feet, they stink so bad." Lu Wushuang swung it, and it hit a hard part of his body. You could feel it through his pants.
Lu Wushuang was so embarrassed that red clouds appeared on his face due to the scorching heat. His hands quickly stretched out the quilt, and his heart was beating like a drum.
"hehe."
Bei Tangye chuckled evilly, wrapped one hand around her waist, and rubbed it back and forth. The other stretched out and let her rest on his arm. The two of them were lying face to face, and they could both feel it.
To each other's hot breath.
"Shuang girls, I entered the palace today and my mother and I talked about our affairs." A deep magnetic voice sounded in the silence, which was particularly clear.
"She must be against it." Lu Wushuang put a hand on Bei Tangye's waist and leaned her head against his warm chest, her voice seemed a bit dull.
"My mother does not agree, but the emperor promised me that we will get married." Beitang Ye said excitedly.
"We'll talk about it after the imperial edict." Lu Wushuang was a little absent-minded, still worried about what Lu Zhong said during the day, worried that what he thought in his mind would become a reality.
"Well, what are you doing?"
She was distracted for a moment, her clothes were wide open, he buried his head and kissed her body, his hot palms covered her softness and rubbed her. Lu Wushuang was startled and raised her hand to push him away.
"Girls, we will get married sooner or later anyway. Why don't we get married tonight?" Bei Tangye raised his head slightly and looked at Lu Wushuang with desire and dissatisfaction. His hands continued to move, sliding down.
, gently and slowly twirling her.
Lu Wushuang's body trembled with emotion. A beautiful moan escaped from his mouth uncontrollably.
"Um."
She twisted her body unbearably, raised her hands and hooked them towards Beitang Ye's neck.