The old lady grabbed Lu Jingting's sleeve and said, "Jingting, calm down and let go first!"

He can be caught even for setting fire to someone. He is such a useless person.

The old lady kicked Lin Wan'er in frustration, "It's fine if you're a slut, but you're also useless and just want to cause trouble!"

Lin Wan'er patted the place where she was kicked and stood up as if nothing had happened, "Old Madam, you asked me to come with you, isn't it because you want to use me to get rid of Lu Zhan?

Now, pretending to be a bodhisattva is useless. Even chanting 'Amitabha' cannot cover up your evil thoughts!"

"You!" The old lady was so angry that she couldn't catch her breath. She wanted to kick again, but was stopped by Lu Jingting.

"Grandma, is what she said true?"

Listening to her grandson's cold questioning, the old lady felt flustered...

"She's full of shit! How can you not trust your own grandmother!"

Lu Jingting's expression was numb, but his eyes were extremely sharp.

The old lady's heart tightened, and she quickly changed the subject: "I heard that you ran into the fire and hurt your back. Go and ask a doctor to take a look."

Lu Jingting didn't want to stay any longer, so he turned around and left.

"Tie up this bitch!" the old lady ordered Li Madam sternly, "lock her up in the woodshed and don't allow her to eat or drink!"

"Madam, just because you hid my jade pendant, do you think everything is fine?" Lin Wan'er sneered, "Even if the Wu'an Marquisate doesn't recognize me, they won't allow others to bully their daughter.

The Prince of Zhennan's Mansion has already offended the Duke of Ning's Mansion and the eldest princess. If the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion is added, aren't you afraid?"

The old lady's face was gloomy, and a fierce light flashed in her eyes, "Stop her mouth and tie her up!"

Nanny Li saw the murderous intent in the old lady's eyes and immediately ordered two maids to tie Lin Wan'er up like a dumpling and take her away.

The old lady stood in front of the wreckage, took a deep breath, and directed a group of servants to work. It was not until dusk that everything was done.

Lu Zhan sat in the carriage, looking at the scenery outside the car unsteadily. The more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong.

"Where are we going? Is Huguo Temple that far away?"

"Master Zhan, the princess asked us to send you to the house of the Yongning County Lord in the northern suburbs."

"Oh, Lu Zhan, looking back at the road we came from, "I wonder how Chang Rong and the others are doing."

"Master, when you fell asleep just now, the princess sent someone to pick us up, saying that the brothers Changrong and Changsheng were crying miserably, as if their parents had died..."

"..."

Lu Zhan immediately lost all his guilt and asked, "Did I overact?"

"No, there is a corpse in there that is about the same size as you. It was pulled back from a mass grave and is guaranteed to be indistinguishable from the real thing. You are already 'dead'.

Oh, by the way, I heard that Lu Jingting rushed into the fire to save you."

Lu Zhan smiled reluctantly, "I didn't expect my father would take risks for me..."

"Forget it, Master Zhan," the man in black curled his lips, "He's just afraid that the princess will no longer pay attention to him. In his eyes, you are just a thing that can restrain the princess."

Lu Zhan: "...Are you brothers with Changrong and Changsheng?"

"No, but we grew up together. What's the matter, Master Zhan?"

No wonder his mouth is so irritating...

"Nothing, just keep going."

The man in black nodded and said, "Please rest for a while. We will be there soon."

Half an hour later, the carriage entered a large house.

"Zhan'er!"

"Mother!"

Xiao Yunxi looked at the child in front of her, and a big stone in her heart finally fell.

"Zhan'er, time is running out, so I have no choice but to arrange for you to live with Aunt Mu for a while. After mother is done with the trouble at the Zhennan Palace, I will erase your name from their family tree, and then take you back and adopt you to your second uncle as a descendant of the Xiao family's side branch.

I'm sorry to have to bear with you for a while."

Lu Zhan shook his head, "Mother, can't your son continue to be your child?"

Xiao Yunxi paused and said gently: "Mom is a princess, and she will be arranged to marry in the future. It's better for you to follow your uncle than to follow mom.

From now on, you will be the legitimate son of the Ningguo Mansion, and no one will be bullied anymore.

Besides, your aunt is also your mother and loves you just as much."

"Ah."

"Mother has brought your grandmother here as well. Go and see her."

Lu Zhan's eyes lit up, "Thank you, mother!"

Xiao Yunxi smiled and said, "Follow your sister Chunxiao to take a shower and change clothes."

Lu Zhan took a few steps, then suddenly turned around, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to Xiao Yunxi in a proper manner.

Xiao Yunxi smiled without saying anything, looking at the sunset in the distance, only Hongyu and Cuiwei were missing...

After they are all "dead", the Lu family from the Zhennan Palace can also set off.

Shou'an Hall.

The old prince and the old lady sat in the main seats with expressionless faces, Ruan sat aside with a sad look on her face, and Lu Jingting kept his head down, making it impossible to see his expression.

Cuiwei and Hongyu stood aside, sobbing into their handkerchiefs from time to time.

Lu Quan ran in breathlessly and knelt on the ground, "We found the young master..."

Lu Jingting raised his head abruptly, his eyes filled with hope: "Is Zhan'er not in the room?!"

Did you get lazy and go out to play?

Are you still alive and well?

Hongyu rolled her eyes secretly. This father really acted like a loving father!

Lu Quan lowered his head and said reluctantly: "The eldest master was burned... only a handful of bones were left..."

Hongyu immediately covered her face and started crying, "The young master was just a child, how scared and painful he must have been at that time!"

Cuiwei also sobbed softly, "The eldest young master is so pitiful..."

Ruan was stunned for a while, "Dead..."

Although the child was not my biological grandson, he was ambitious and filial, a rare good child. How could he die?

The old lady was relieved, thinking that death was good enough.

"Jingting."

She looked over in the direction of the old prince's voice and saw her grandson lowering his head dejectedly, his shoulders shaking...

Is this...crying?

Crying for a son who was born halfway?!

Soon, Hongyu and Cuiwei cried louder and louder... Ruan also sobbed...

Changrong, Changsheng and others outside the door cried even louder, cursing as they cried.

"Master! You died so unjustly!"

"Master! Now that you have become a ghost, you must not let go of the people who harmed you!"

...

The old lady's heart tightened when she heard this. She wiped her tears pretending to be sad, turned around and complained to the old prince in a low voice, "Lin Wan'er, that bitch, how could she do such a dark thing to a child!"

The old prince put the teacup down heavily and snorted coldly: "Stop crying over the rat and pretending to be sympathetic. At least eight out of ten children died in your hands!"

The old lady stared with her eyes, "You old fool, why are you saying this now!"

Ruan choked twice, "Old Madam, please bring Zhan'er back and bury him properly!"

Hongyu's eyes were swollen from crying. She knelt down in front of Lu Jingting and howled at the top of her voice: "Third Master, if the princess knew about the death of the eldest master, she would be so sad!"

I was crying so hard that I could hardly breathe.

Cuiwei stepped forward to persuade, "Sister Hong, the dead cannot be resurrected, I believe the princess will not resent the Third Master..."

Lu Jingting stood up and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm going to pick up Zhan'er now."

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