Transmigrated into a goddess from another world, and criticized the King of Yan for loving her like

The gloomy mood faded away, and my mood became refreshed and full of vitality, just like a rainbow appearing in the clear sky after the rain.

Lu Huan slowly approached and kissed her forehead, then slid down to her nose and then to her eyes.

His breath sprayed on her face, bringing a sense of itch. Su Qian's eyelashes trembled slightly, startling Lu Huan who was immersed in tenderness. He moved a little further away, wanting to see her appearance clearly.

Su Qian still had her eyes closed under the candlelight, but she could feel the candlelight flickering with his movements. Knowing that he was looking at her, Su Qian silently turned her face away.

Lu Huan chuckled, stretched out his hand to pull her cheek back, and kissed her lips with some force, grabbing every inch of her sweetness. Reason gradually disappeared under the touch and entanglement of lips and tongues...

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In the dark yellow and hazy light, Lu Huan opened his eyes and looked at Su Qian.

Su Zhao, no matter how mysterious you are, no matter whether you are a god or a monster.

You were the one who approached me first, you were the one who pestered me first, and you did everything voluntarily. In this case... you are not allowed to leave me again, stay by my side forever!

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There were several maids sweeping outside the ancestral hall. When they saw them coming, they bowed quietly without saying a word.

On the plaque in the center of the courtyard are written four large characters - Lu's Ancestral Hall.

Su Qian felt that such a solemn scene was more terrifying than meeting his parents.

After all... this wasn't just meeting one person, this was meeting a whole family...

Lu Huan held Su Qian's hand and walked towards the ancestral hall together. After they stepped through the threshold, the maid who was placing fruits and offerings inside looked back, and when she saw them, she silently bowed and then retreated.

Su Qian was a little curious, but considering that they were in his family's ancestral hall, she didn't ask him.

Lu Huan skillfully took the candles and incense, lit them and inserted them into the incense burner. After doing all this, he knelt on the cushion and bowed devoutly three times.

Su Qian had never worshipped her ancestors. She and her grandmother were abandoned orphans, so they had no ancestors to worship.

After being taken in by her adoptive parents, they never let her go to worship their ancestors, not even on Qingming Festival. Her adoptive father once said that girls were not worthy of worshipping their ancestors, not to mention that Su Qian was not even their biological daughter.

"How can she be worthy? Don't bring a stranger to our ancestors, or they will laugh at us."

Although Lu Huan brought her to see his mother, he did not force her to kneel down and worship his mother. Su Qian stood aside and watched his movements, then followed his example and knelt down on the mat and worshipped three times.

Lu Huan watched her movements. She did not have that kind of mundane, messy aura. At this moment, she abandoned everything and worshipped his mother devoutly.

Lu Huan was confused for a moment, his mind went blank, only his heart, which had been lonely for twenty-five years, was beating violently.

He said he was taking her to visit her mother, and he really just wanted to visit her.

His mother's tablet was placed there, offering incense. He believed that her spirit in heaven could see that with Su Qian by his side, he was no longer alone.

After his mother passed away, although Lu Guang was there, Lu Guang only made demands on him, without any love. With a pair of parents who didn't love each other, a child was just a tool, and he felt that he had been alone for many years.

Over the years, his personality has become increasingly silent and gloomy. Everyone thinks he has a gentle personality, but they don't know that it is just a shell he created to disguise himself.

But Su Qian had seen his darkness and cold-heartedness, and was still willing to approach him. She bypassed his disguise and touched the softest part of his heart.

He lowered his head and smiled suddenly, a very faint smile. He thought, indeed, only she could do all this.

She is so special.

After laughing, he slowly raised his head and looked at the very familiar tablet. On the black gold tablet was written in gold: the tablet of Lu Guang’s wife Fang Sulan.

He slowly said in his heart: "Mother, this is the wife I chose myself, the woman I love. I will not let her be sacrificed in the political whirlpool like you. You can rest assured that your son has come to this."

He believed that she would hear these words in heaven.

Lu Huan took Su Qian's hand and helped her stand up, his eyes soft, "Since you have worshipped my mother, you are her daughter-in-law."

This time, compared to previous times when he came to pay homage, there was less sorrow and sadness in his eyes, and more gratitude.

Because her actions were like silent comfort, soothing his broken heart.

Su Qian looked at him blankly. His words carried a lot of weight and she didn't know how to respond.

Like Yan Xuanye, his feelings were becoming increasingly heavy, so heavy that Su Qian simply didn't dare to accept them.

She couldn't bear it, and was afraid that she would let them down in the end.

Fortunately, Lu Huan was of such a personality that he didn't need her to answer anything. He just spoke his thoughts to her without asking her to respond enthusiastically.

After saying this, he took her hand and led her out of the ancestral hall.

When passing by the maids who were sweeping the floor, Su Qian asked curiously, "Why don't these maids say hello to you when they see you?"

Lu Huan held her hand and walked forward, "They are all mute girls."

Su Qian thought this was a rule set by Lu Huan, but she didn't expect that they were mute girls. No wonder it was so quiet along the way and no sound of conversation could be heard.

"I don't like talkative maids. After I came back this time, I asked Madam Liao to replace all the maids in the ancestral hall."

Su Qian asked: "Only the maids in the ancestral hall were replaced?"

Lu Huan: "Well, I don't like people mumbling in front of my mother's tablet and saying things she doesn't like to hear."

In the past, the maids who swept the ancestral hall were all arranged by Gao Jiarong. In order to please Gao Jiarong, they would even treat a dead person harshly.

They would not clean her tablet, offer her fresh fruits, burn paper money or offerings for her, and would even speak ill of her and denigrate her life and past.

At that time, Lu Guang was still alive, and the power of the family was in his hands. The affairs of the rear house were under the jurisdiction of the mistress alone, and Gao Jiarong was a princess, so who dared to offend her?

Lu Guang didn't care about these things, and Lu Huan couldn't say anything openly. He could only kill those gossiping maids in secret or poison their throats to make them mute.

But after a group of people died and a group of people became mute, Gao Jiarong would replace them with a new group.

She just wanted to do evil like this to make him unhappy.

Later, Lu Huan realized that this was not a long-term solution. The most important thing was to have the power of life and death in the mansion, and to make people fear him and obey him.

The poison of human heart is such that it will not even spare the dead.

He hated them, and after taking power, the first thing he did was to replace those talkative maids.