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Nan Jinse didn't mention those words, but lowered her eyes and snickered.

The guests didn't expect that the Zhou family could invite Yan Shizi and his wife to the scene. They made calculations with flirtatious eyes, and after their eyes touched Yan Yun with a cold face, all their thoughts returned to their stomachs.

Don't dare to bother.

Some officials who had dealt with Su Rao raised their glasses to her from afar, or folded their sleeves together as a salute, but they tacitly did not approach her.

"Our table is really deserted."

Nan Jin sighed while resting her chin.

Needless to say, the reason is known, it must be the credit of the son.

"It seems like a big shot is coming..."

Seeing Zhou's father and son coming out, Nan Jinse sat up slightly and looked outside. After a while, Zhou Shilang and the others walked in slowly, leading a figure in white.

When the guests saw the visitor, they stood up and saluted.

"Lord Lu."

"I met Mr. Lu."

"Your Majesty Zhou is so proud of you that he can invite Minister Lu..."

Lu Heng, dressed in white and plain, came with a fan. Facing the flattery and enthusiasm of the crowd, he casually nodded his head. walk away.

Zhou Shilang, who was following him, saw this scene, and his heart tightened.

He didn't know what kind of evil wind was blowing today. Although the Zhou family sent invitations to Lu's residence as usual, they didn't hear back. Moreover, Mr. Lu was not interested in dealing with people.

I only care about the romance.

This is a greeting that I didn't call over to congratulate, it's really confusing.

But it's already here, and people can't be driven back. Lu Heng's identity and status can come to congratulate, it is a great joy for the Zhou family to flourish, and Zhou Shilang bites the bullet and deals with it.

Hope today's great joy can pass smoothly.

The person in front seemed to have heard his inner prayer, turned around and said with a smile, "Your Majesty Zhou, don't pay attention to me, go get busy."

"This……"

Zhou Shilang hesitated for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty Lu, feel free to order anything you want."

Lu Heng nodded, then went straight to Yan Yun's table and sat down.

"I didn't expect you to come."

Yan Yun's expression remained unchanged: "You're here too."

"Master Zhou and I work together in the Ministry of Rites, so it's natural for colleagues to show face."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Yun finally looked up at him.

If Mr. Lu knew how to save face, then Zhou Shilang would not have such an expression just now.

Apparently he came here to congratulate him on a temporary basis.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Lu Heng was not embarrassed, and beckoned to Zhu Yan familiarly: "Pour tea for me."

Zhu Yan looked at Yan Yun and saw that he didn't object, so he poured tea and handed it to Lu Heng. Lu Heng took a sip and frowned in distaste. Tea."

"Aren't all teas the same? You can taste good or bad."

Nan Jinse snorted softly, she couldn't understand the flaws of these nobles, she really should throw them to the frontier to experience for a few years.

Keep it back and eat it.

"That's a bad word."

Lu Heng folded his fan and shook lightly, "Miss Nan, this kind of tea is very particular. The difference in color, luster, and fragrance can make a world of difference in value. It's really good tea..."

"Stop it, don't talk about it, it gives me a headache."

Nan Jinse covered her ears and pretended to be a quail, Lu Heng smiled kindly, put aside the topic, and chatted with Yan Yun and Su Rao instead.

Lu Wanyuan also accepted the post.

On the way, he heard that someone from Fan Huai's house had come to marry him, so he was so angry that he couldn't care about anything, jumped out of the car and ran away.

Nan Jin clicked his tongue endlessly.

The girl Lu Wan is frank and frank. She has always felt that Shengjing's feng shui can't raise such a woman. To be liked by her like this, whoever the number one scholar is really lucky.

A few people chatted one after another.

Soon when the auspicious time came, the newlyweds visited the hall to watch the ceremony. After a long time of excitement, the bridal chamber troublemaker followed. Lu Heng asked Su Rao: "How is that stupid thing? Didn't cause you any trouble."

"No, if brother Lu thinks about it, why don't I send someone back to you."

As soon as Su Rao finished speaking, Lu Heng waved his hands, "Don't, it's been so easy to be quiet for two days, I haven't had enough fun yet."

He seemed unwilling to talk more, and instead talked about Xie Yin.

"It's strange to say that such a good-looking person would attack Brother Xie, Mu Qing, can't even you find any clues?"

Su Rao shook her head silently.

This matter really seemed to be a case without a clue, the cousin played a bitter trick because he didn't want to go to the border in a daze and miss the opportunity.

It is impossible to know why the assassin came and who was instigated by him.

"Staying in Beijing is also a good thing. The battlefield is dangerous. If you accidentally lose your life, the sporadic incense of the Xie family will also be cut off."

Nan Jinse couldn't help but rolled her eyes, listening to this man's words made her angry.

Finally, when Fu Yun came out to toast and thank the guests, the atmosphere suddenly improved, and it was almost night when they left Zhou's house.

When Lu Heng boarded the car, he looked back at them, "Take a rest while you still have free time, there are not many opportunities like this."

After that, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, bent down and got into the car.

Jin Wudu clasped his fists to Yan Yun and Su Rao, and walked away with his whip.

The rich and powerful in Shengjing seemed to have sensed that the wind and rain were coming, and they gathered together to hold wedding events, and the posts were delivered to them one by one, but the two of them did not go out again.

Only let Jingchen weigh the gift in return.

In this silent and turbulent undercurrent, finally at the beginning of August in the 14th year of Qianding, the death knell was sounded in the palace, the Supreme Emperor died, and the whole country mourned together.

Your Majesty is overwhelmed with grief, and will stop for seven days.

The courtiers knelt down to sacrifice, all of them looked sallow, and within three days, they lost a layer of skin. When Su Rao was praying in front of the Huangji Hall, she saw the prince from a distance through the crowd.

He seemed to be suffering from a serious illness, his skin was thin and sunken, his eyes were black and blue, and he was driving around in a loose sackcloth, as if he was going to be blown down at any time.

The princess is leading the little grandson.

Li Anzaohui, although young, knew that he would never see his great-grandfather again, his eyes were red from crying, and he tightly grabbed the sleeves of his mother and concubine.

After returning home, Su Rao remembered something, "Did you tell His Highness the news?"

"not yet."

Yan Yun's brows were darkened, "His Highness has been in the Qianqiu Palace during this period of time, and the guards are strict, and the news cannot be sent in."

"The Eastern Palace seems to have stepped up their guard."

At best it was guarding, at worst it was surveillance, Su Rao sneered when she thought of what Xie Xiaotang said.

It seems that His Majesty is really in a hurry...

"He can't block His Highness's eyes and ears for a lifetime."

To put it bluntly, in the entire palace, there was only one Li Jue who cared about the truth about the death of the Supreme Emperor.

Su Rao pondered for a moment, then said lightly: "Actually, I have thought about it, so what can I do if I tell His Highness, one is the grandfather and the other is the gentleman's father. After all, in the end, the father and son separate, and he is the only one who is ruined."

"Even so, I think Jue Yan wants to know the truth."

The truth is the cruelest thing in this world.