It was already very late when Lu Bozhou got home from get off work.

Li Jinglan sat in the candlelight waiting for him.

"What's wrong?" Lu Bozhou saw that Li Jinglan's eyes were red and walked over with concern.

"Maybe the candle smoke is too thick." Li Jinglan poured him some water to wash his face. "Tomorrow, my aunt should be in the capital."

"That's great, you and your daughter are finally reunited." Lu Bozhou was truly happy.

Then, he thought of the redness in Li Jinglan's eyes, and said in a low voice: "Is it because you miss your aunt?"

Li Jinglan shook her head first, and then nodded.

Lu Bozhou stretched out his hand and held her in his arms, "We will not let Auntie go back in the future, and we will take care of her at home in her old age."

"It's not good to have no elders at home. There is no one to help make decisions on many things." Lu Bozhou said.

Li Jinglan and Lu Bozhou had already prepared a place for Aunt Zhao to live.

It is the upper courtyard to the east of the main courtyard, Xuanrui Hall.

In ancient books, the word "Xuan" generally refers to mother.

Xuanrui Hall, as the name suggests, is where the mother lives.

Li Jinglan looked up at Lu Bozhou.

In her previous life, her understanding of Lu Bozhou was very superficial.

I only know that he is heartless and disloyal.

But I don't know why he is so heartless.

He carried the pain of his mother's death due to deep sleeping throughout his life.

Even though he later found out that it was his mother who drugged him, he still couldn't let it go.

Why did three-year-old Lu Zhongyu know that his mother wanted to commit suicide, but he didn't notice anything?

Li Jinglan felt a little sorry for Lu Bozhou.

A person's life will be entangled by the unattainable things in childhood and adolescence.

In his previous life, Lu Bozhou became violent and ungrateful.

Lu Zhongyu is a taciturn person. In his previous life, he had the talent to become a Jinshi but he refused to take the imperial examination.

Lu Guanyu was buying things desperately.

It turns out there were three of them.

There is a huge pain in my heart.

Li Jinglan leaned on Lu Bozhou's chest and said, "We will be fine in the future."

Lu Bozhou stroked her hair and hummed, "It will be fine."

Then, he said something: "Today, His Majesty called Elder Zhao into the palace, and when he came out, he looked very unhappy."

Li Jinglan knew exactly what was going on, but she looked confused: "Lord Zhao is the Prime Minister of the Cabinet. Who dares to make him unhappy? I think what you heard was just gossip."

Lu Bozhou thought so and stopped talking about it. He took out a small box and said, "Try some cakes from the palace."

"Where did it come from?" Li Jinglan asked.

"My uncle gave it to me." Lu Bozhou opened a small box containing four pieces of cakes.

"He was on duty today, and His Majesty rewarded him with a box of cakes. He said that everyone in his family had eaten them, but we haven't tasted the cakes in the palace yet."

Lu Bozhou took out a knife, carefully cut a piece, and put it to Li Jinglan's lips and fed her: "Try it."

Li Jinglan smiled and opened her mouth.

The pastry chefs in the palace have exquisite skills and their pastries are much more delicious than those sold outside.

“It’s a little sweet and salty, but the flavors don’t conflict with each other, and the layers are very distinct.”

Hearing Li Jinglan's praise, Lu Bozhou couldn't help but become interested. He cut a small piece and tasted it. "It's true. It tastes sweet and salty. It's delicious."

Turning around, I saw a little bit of residue at the corner of Li Jinglan's lips.

He helped Li Jinglan brush it off very naturally.

When his fingers touched the corners of Li Jinglan's lips, Lu Bozhou felt his fingertips burning hot.

Seeing that Li Jinglan was concentrating on eating the cakes, she seemed not to notice his actions.

He quickly helped Li Jinglan brush away the cake crumbs and quickly withdrew his hand.

Although he appeared to be calm on the surface, his ears were actually red.

Li Jinglan lowered her head slightly and chewed the pastry, but she could no longer taste anything.

……

The next morning, I heard that Lu Bozhou brought back four cakes yesterday.

Lu Guanyu cheered.

Lu Zhongyu only ate a small half and gave the rest to Lu Guanyu.

Lu Guanyu shared it with the Wang sisters and Zhou Tuanjin.

"What kind of crappy cakes are you so happy about? I'll make you a basket tomorrow." Prince Jin didn't even eat a bite of the cake and felt a little jealous.

It was not until Lu Guanyu brought him half a piece of cake on a small plate that the sky cleared up.

"Uncle Taoist, it's delicious." Lu Guanyu looked at King Jin eagerly, "Please try it."

"Okay, okay, I'll try it. It's as difficult as ever..." Just as he said this, seeing Lu Guanyu pouting, King Jin quickly changed his words.

"Hmm, I didn't taste it right just now. It's delicious." King Jin nodded vigorously while eating, "It's delicious."

Xu Jinghuan's mouth twitched as he watched from the side.

Isn’t it just the Su-style pastry in the palace?

The King of Jin never eats it.

They said it was sweet and salty and tasted weird.

Xu Jinghuan glanced at Lu Guanyu again, and the corners of his mouth, which had been twitching just now, involuntarily curled up.

Don't tell me yet.

This little girl Lu Guanyu is really likable.

After seeing Lu Guanyu off, King Jin sighed, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Xu Jinghuan suddenly had a flash of inspiration and guessed what Prince Jin was thinking: "Are you thinking about the two princesses?"

Both of King Jin's daughters were given the title of princess.

An eldest son who married Duke Xu.

An eldest son who married the Duke of Wei.

The King of Jin did not answer Xu Jinghuan's question, but talked about Zhou Jin: "Does the third place winner want to see the emperor recently?"

Xu Jinghuan nodded: "Yes, everyone knows that he can't bear it any longer."

The Prince of Jin had a clear mind.

The emperor deliberately threw Zhou Tanhua out for everyone to grab.

How could Zhou Tanhua have the opportunity to meet the emperor at this time?

Wait until everyone who should jump has jumped.

All the moves that should be made have been made.

Only then would the emperor meet Zhou Jin and grant him a marriage as compensation.

If Zhou Jin couldn't bear it and agreed to some minister, the emperor's plan would fail halfway...

I’m afraid the emperor will never remember this person again.

This is the mind of an emperor!

Among the ministers in the court, some pretended to marry someone to accompany the emperor in show, while others really wanted to marry someone who would be the third-place winner in the imperial examination.

Some are half true and half false, waiting for the emperor to finally grant the marriage.

"This Zhou Jin is so unlucky." Prince Jin summed up.

At this time, Zhou Jin was sitting in front of Lu Bozhou with a haggard face.

"I can't take it anymore. I just want to agree to someone right now."

"Today, Lord Zhao asked me to copy something and jokingly asked me if I wanted to be his grandson-in-law. Less than half an hour later, Lord Li also came and asked me if I wanted to be his nephew's grandson-in-law..."

"The two ministers fought for me right in front of me. I was trembling with fear, as if I was on the edge of an abyss. I was afraid that I would say something wrong and upset the two ministers."

"Hold on a little longer." Lu Bozhou lowered his voice, "No matter who you agree to, you will offend the others. It's better not to agree to anyone! You will offend them anyway."

Zhou Jin didn't feel any better after hearing this consolation. Instead, he wanted to cry. "What did I do wrong?"

Seeing his friend like this, Lu Bozhou sighed and told a little gossip: "Do you know about the Prince of Guangping?"

Zhou Jin knew it very well.

He was the prince that the Minister of Rites went to his uncle's house to propose marriage to.

"He was fined half a year's salary and was confined at home to reflect on his mistakes." Lu Bozhou lowered his voice to the lowest level, "Your Majesty has a sense of propriety."

He held Zhou Jin's hand and said, "We have studied so hard and suffered so much. We cannot allow others to ruin our lives so easily."

"Think about your past. Your uncle and aunt seized your property. You were penniless and had to live in the City God Temple. You survived it all."

"The more they don't want you to be well, the more you have to live a good life for them to see."

"Brother Zhou, hold your head high! You still have me, we can face this together."

Zhou Jin shook Lu Bozhou's hand.

it is more than words.

Lu Bozhou has done enough for him.

He couldn't buy a house, so Lu Bozhou invited him to live in his new house.

The mere fact that Lu Bozhou took them in was already against all the ministers in the court.

Li Jinglan doesn't accept any appointments from anyone now.

Li Jinglan was the sought-after wife of the top scholar, and Lu Bozhou was not forced into marriage, so she could go to any banquet without any pressure.

But she just wouldn't go.

Isn't this an attitude of external rejection?

Zhou Jin knew.

Li Jinglan is telling everyone in this way, I will not attend your banquet, don't try to force Zhou Jin through me.

at this time.

Two carriages stopped in the front yard of Zhuangyuan Mansion.

Li Jinglan stepped forward and lifted the curtain of the carriage.

Aunt Zhao looked at her daughter who lifted the curtain.

There was no expression on his face.

"Aunt..." Li Jinglan stepped forward and grabbed Aunt Zhao's hand.

"Got home."

Li Jinglan said softly, "We are home."

"You sent Zhao Zhengyi and four old women to rush into my yard and kidnap me." Aunt Zhao brushed away Li Jinglan's hand, her voice soft but firm.

"I will only die in the Li family and will never take a single step out of the Li family."

"Send me back! Otherwise, you will see my corpse today."

Li Jinglan frowned. After being reborn twice, she had never understood Aunt Zhao and could not understand why she acted like this.

Li Jinglan just felt wronged.

Amid the stalemate, a clear male voice suddenly sounded.

"Is mom home?"

Lu Bozhou came in from outside the yard, walked to the front of the carriage, lifted up his robe and knelt down.

"The son-in-law greets his mother." He raised his hands above his head and bowed deeply.

It rained at night and the ground was still a little wet.

Lu Bozhou was wearing an official robe and knelt without any hesitation.

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