The purple-clothed man kept smiling as he walked past Meng Qianqian and went straight forward.

Meng Qianqian held an umbrella in one hand and held the child in the other, following the man in purple obediently.

The two of them left the alley.

A carriage stopped in front of the man in purple in the rain.

The driver jumped down, not with the stool, but kneeled on the cold and muddy ground, using his back as a stool, as steady as a rock.

The man in purple stepped onto the human stool and got on the carriage.

The driver didn't move.

Meng Qianqian paused, then stepped on his back to get into the carriage.

The driver then stood up and returned to the driving seat.

Meng Qianqian put away the umbrella and placed it outside the door curtain.

This carriage may look inconspicuous from the outside, but its interior is luxurious to the extreme - the walls are made of gold, the candles are made of oriental pearls, the couch is made of agarwood, the pillows are made of gold brocade, and even the floor of the carriage is covered with an extremely rare white tiger skin.

Unlike the Lu family carriage that was leaking everywhere, every wooden board of this carriage was tightly fitted, and there was enough silver charcoal.

The cold body warmed up instantly.

The man in purple was half-lying lazily on the main couch facing the door curtain.

He had an extremely beautiful face, with a cold and pale complexion that reminded people of sinister bones, thick and long eyebrows that slanted into his temples, a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes with a smile, and the corners of his lips, which were more beautiful than those of a woman, were slightly raised.

But the smile didn't reach his eyes, which was chilling.

Meng Qianqian sat down on the bench beside him holding the child.

The purple-robed man looked at her with a smile and said playfully, "What do you want to say?"

Meng Qianqian glanced at the incense burner beside him that was emitting bursts of fragrance: "Children can't smell this kind of fragrance."

The purple-clothed man was indifferent: "That's it?"

Meng Qianqian thought for a moment and said, "Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."

The purple-clothed man sneered, grabbed a bundle and threw it on Meng Qianqian's stool: "Change your clothes."

Meng Qianqian rolled up her sleeves that were wet by the rain, revealing her thin white wrists. Her frozen fingers slowly and clumsily untied the baby's swaddling clothes.

The purple-clothed man said calmly, "I'm talking about you. You're covered in rain. Do you want to freeze her to death?"

Meng Qianqian didn't say anything. She put the child on the couch and took out a set of adult clothes from her bag.

Seeing that the man in purple not only did not leave but stared at her, Meng Qianqian still did not say anything. She just raised her hand silently and slowly pulled off the belt around her waist.

When she took off her white middle garment, the man in purple sneered and got off the carriage.

The incense burner that was emitting a faint fragrance was also taken away by him.

"If she cries, kill her."

After the purple-clothed man gave his instructions to the Jinyiwei, he disappeared in the heavy rain.

The first one is a child, and the second one is Meng Qianqian.

Meng Qianqian changed her own clothes and also changed the child's clothes.

The little guy looks only eight or nine months old, fair and tender, with a soft face, a rosy little mouth, thin eyebrows and long eyelashes. At first glance, he is a cute little beauty.

Perhaps because he felt comfortable after changing clothes, the little guy raised his chin and fell asleep in Meng Qianqian's arms with a very proud look.

The carriage stopped outside the back door of a mansion.

The sound of stringed and wind instruments penetrated the thick rain and came faintly.

Meng Qianqian lifted the curtain.

A maid was already waiting with an oil-paper umbrella. Meng Qianqian handed the sleeping child to her and reached out to pick up the umbrella from under the curtain, but found that it was gone.

Meng Qianqian said to the Jinyiwei: "Excuse me, can you lend me your umbrella?"

A Jinyiwei asked, "Are you really going to let her go? And not silence her?"

Another Jinyiwei said: "The master said that if the young lady cries, she will be killed, but the young lady didn't cry."

The one-year-old banquet was held in the Cuiyu Pavilion of the Governor's Mansion. The guests had already taken their seats and were toasting each other, singing and dancing, with drums and music playing. It was a very lively scene.

Lu Xingzhou sat in his seat, watching the sky getting darker, then looked at the empty seat next to him and couldn't help but frown.

"Wu Qi."

He shouted.

The long-servant bowed and said, "Master."

"Go see if the young master has arrived."

"Yes."

Wu Qi went there immediately, but soon returned, his body wet, "Master, I didn't see the young master's carriage."

Lu Xingzhou frowned even more tightly: "What's wrong with this kid?"

"Maybe the young master has forgotten the way to the Governor's Mansion?"

Lu Xingzhou shook his head.

My son is a military commander and he has memorized the entire defense map of the capital. How could he not know the way to the Governor's Mansion?

Could it be that the rain was too heavy and the carriage broke down halfway?

But even if we hired another carriage, we should have arrived long ago.

When Lu Xingzhou was at a loss, a loud voice came from outside: "The Grand Commander has arrived--"

The banquet hall, which was filled with singing and laughter, suddenly fell silent. The singers and dancers stopped singing, and the guests stood up one after another and bowed towards the door.

Admiral Lu smiled and walked in.

He was dressed in purple, with a purple crown on his head, his hair was as black as ink and his face was as beautiful as jade.

There is no man in the world more handsome than him, nor is there anyone more cruel and ruthless than him.

He smiled calmly and said, "I killed a few people. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time. Today is a family dinner, so you don't have to be so polite."

The only one who can talk about killing is this great commander-in-chief.

Everyone looked at each other, angry but not daring to say anything.

Lu Yuan smiled and said, "Take a seat."

Everyone waited until General Han, who had made the greatest military contribution in this battle, took his seat before they sat down with trepidation.

Lu Yuan's eyes swept across the empty seats and came in front of Lu Xingzhou.

Lu Xingzhou stood up and said, "Grand Commander Lu."

Lu Yuan smiled and asked, "How is Old Lady Lu?"

Lu Xingzhou said politely: "Grandmother is in good health, thank you for your concern, Grand Commander."

Lu Yuan glanced at the seat and asked Lu Xingzhou: "Where is your son?"

Lu Xingzhou had a complicated expression: "My son..."

Lu Yuan smiled lightly: "Could it be that your son despises me and disdains to give me this favor?"

Lu Xingzhou said hurriedly, "Grand Commander, you are too serious. My wife is injured, and I am staying at home to take care of her."

"Father!"

Lu Lingxiao's voice came from the door.

Lu Yuan curled his lips, his eyes meaningful: "Mrs. Lu recovered so quickly."

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Lu Xingzhou's eyes, and he said to his son sternly, "Ling Xiao, come and meet the Grand Commander."

Lu Lingxiao looked coldly at the man in front of him who was only a few years older than him, and reluctantly bowed: "Grand Commander."

Lu Xingzhou asked Lu Lingxiao in a low voice: "Why are you so late? Where's Qianqian?"

Lu Lingxiao hesitated to speak.

A young woman in plain clothes walked in with the support of Green Ivy.

The woman had her face covered, revealing only a pair of pitiful eyes.

Lu Xingzhou recognized at a glance that she was not Meng Qianqian.

He glared at his son.

Lu Lingxiao held Lin Wan'er's hand and whispered, "Dad, I'll explain it to you later."

Lu Yuan's eyes swept across the two people's tightly clasped hands, and he asked with a smirk, "Is this... Madam Lu?"

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