Meng Zhuo'er glanced at the bruises on her neck and poured her a glass of water: "There is a saying that when you have a stepmother, you have a stepfather. It's just that he saw how ruthless he was in the end."
She paused and then asked, "Are you injured anywhere? Do you want me to prescribe you some medicine?"
Lu Luochun shook his head and muttered absently: "My father will not let me go... He thinks I have ruined my reputation..."
She closed her eyes heavily and looked at Meng Zhuoer guiltily, "Miss Meng, actually you shouldn't have come to save me. I can't survive anymore, but you are also implicated by me, and your father probably won't let you go."
"Don't say you can't live. Why don't you live a good life? If you feel sorry for me, then you should live a good life and don't let me waste my efforts."
Meng Zhuoer was tired of such words, "Is human life really worthless?"
"But I have no choice..."
"I have a way." Meng Zhuoer said, "I have a way to let you live, but you have to be frightened. Before the people outside do anything to you, you will force yourself to die and leave... Is it possible? Do you really want to die?"
Lu Luochun was silent.
Of course she didn't want to die.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Lu Luochun looked at Meng Zhuoer's eyes sparkling, "I want to go to the mountains."
Meng Zhuoer smiled suddenly and nodded: "Just don't let me down."
After placing Lu Luochun in Lianzhu Tower, Meng Zhuoer asked the waiter to bring him some food before leaving, and also saved some money in advance.
Thinking of everything crazy today, Meng Zhuoer, the person involved, also felt incredible.
Speaking of which, she had only met Lu Luochun a few times, but she was willing to lend her clothes despite the pressure, and she was also willing to protect her life on her behalf.
What a strange fate.
Before leaving, Meng Zhuoer wrote a letter and asked the waiter to send it, and even gave him extra money to send it expedited.
She had a big fight in the Lu family, and Lu Xueqin would naturally not let Meng Zhuoer go, but Meng Zhuoer had already thought of a way to escape.
As soon as he returned to Duke Meng's mansion, Meng Xiangyi sat on the main seat and waited for Meng Zhuoer to return. His face was gloomy and angry, and it was not difficult to guess his intention to vent his anger.
Lu Xueqin was also there, and his expression was also unkind.
When the two of them saw Meng Zhuoer entering the door, their anger became even more intense.
Meng Zhuoer knew that this would happen before he came back.
When she stepped into Duke Meng's mansion, Meng Xiangyi immediately slapped the table and stood up: "Meng Zhuo'er, you rebellious girl, how dare you come back, I..."
Halfway through his words, Meng Xiangyi saw Old Mrs. Yao following Meng Zhuoer.
Meng Xiangyi and Lu Xueqin were both stunned at this moment, as if they didn't expect that Meng Zhuoer actually went to Old Mrs. Yao as a reinforcement.
Needless to say, the Yao family had a good relationship with Meng Guogong's family. Lu Xueqin was also the disciple of Mr. Yao. Even Lu Xueqin's immediate boss was trained by Mr. Yao.
Their expressions changed quickly, and they hurriedly stepped forward to greet them.
Lu Xueqin sneered: "Teacher, why are you here?"
Meng Xiangyi also laughed along with him.
"If I don't come, I'm afraid my good granddaughter will be chopped alive by you."
Mr. Yao was meticulous, with a warning look in his eyes, and he patted Lu Xueqin's shoulder meaningfully, "I have heard about things happening to your Lu family in the past few days, but my daughter is my daughter after all, and she is my own flesh and blood after all. Are you really willing to kill a white silk?"
Lu Xueqin was very embarrassed: "This is also to correct the family tradition. As the teacher said, Luochun is my flesh and blood, how could I be willing to kill her, but the Lu family tradition must not be ruined, otherwise how should the other daughters of the Lu family deal with themselves?" Where is the place?"
"Luochun has taught her for a few days as my teacher. She is a very reserved and quiet girl who will not do anything that will disgrace her family. Today I heard that His Majesty summoned you to the palace, and I am definitely not asking you to kill me. Daughter.
You are going to attack your daughter as soon as you leave the palace. How do you want His Majesty to miss you? "
Mr. Yao was silent for a moment and said, "Listen to my teacher, first investigate the cause and effect of the matter clearly. You must know your own daughter better than my teacher. Whether Luochun can do such a thing, in your heart Just like a mirror.
If you send your daughter to die just to preserve your reputation, how will you let others think of you? If His Majesty thinks that you are selfish and unkind as a father, what will happen to your career?
If others think that His Majesty asked his father to kill his daughter and tarnished His Majesty's reputation, what will Your Majesty do to you? "
Hearing the ugly look on Lu Xueqin's face behind him, he started to panic.
Mr. Yao looked at it and continued: "You should think about this matter before handling it. I don't want to interfere in your family affairs, but I don't want your career to stop here.
You go back home first, and we can talk about everything after you calm down. "
Meng Zhuoer on the side listened to what Mr. Yao said and couldn't help but marvel at Mr. Yao's emotional intelligence.
He is truly worthy of being a teacher who has read countless people and has students all over the world.
Mr. Yao knew the bad nature of people, and also knew that Lu Xueqin was interested in the prosperity and decline of his family and his career. Therefore, he did not plead with Lu Luochun at first, but analyzed the impact of his murder of his daughter.
By killing Lu Luochun, their family can gain a reputation as a strict family, but the family's ruthlessness and selfishness will also be imprinted in people's hearts. If it damages the emperor's reputation... it is not yet clear whether his life can be saved. Easy to say.
"The students know this, and the students will think carefully about this matter."
Lu Xueqin bowed his hands and glanced at Meng Zhuo'er a few more times, but he did not continue to pester her and left first.
He knew that Meng Zhuoer was favored by Mr. Yao, and the teacher's involvement in the Lu Mansion must have been for Meng Zhuoer. After clarifying the interests of the matter, there was no point in pestering Meng Zhuoer about breaking into the Lu Mansion without permission.
Meng Xiangyi watched Lu Xueqin leave like this, but he also planned to beat Meng Zhuoer to vent his anger.
Mr. Yao looked at Meng Xiangyi again and said: "This is indeed inappropriate for Zhuo'er, but I hope you won't embarrass Zhuo'er. She is also doing it for her friends. She is so affectionate and righteous. As a father, you should be happy for her. "
Meng Xiangyi showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "She has caused such a big trouble for me, is it possible that I still want to praise her?"
Meng Zhuoer curled up his lips and looked at Mr. Yao aggrievedly.
Mr. Yao sighed, patted Meng Zhuo'er on the shoulder, and said to Meng Xiangyi: "Zhuo'er is so dedicated to her friends, so she will definitely pay a lot for your father in the future. After all, you are the father who gave birth to her.
Such a loving girl, even if she gets married, will help her father and manage his career. Xiangyi, you see your daughter is so smart, her future husband must be a big shot.
And I also scolded her on the way, and she admitted her mistake, so let’s just forget about it. "
Meng Xiangyi thought of Yue Zhichen.
Listening to what Old Mrs. Yao said, could it be that Meng Zhuoer was really determined to be the second imperial concubine?
Meng Xiangyi felt happy in his heart: "Okay, okay, this junior will listen to you."
Old Master Yao nodded instructively and said to Meng Zhuo'er, "I've been feeling a little unwell lately. Why don't you go to your yard first and check on me for Grandpa Yao?"
Meng Zhuoer was stunned for a moment, then nodded, knowing that Mr. Yao was settling the scores with the Queen.
Meng Zhuoer invited Mrs. Yao back to the courtyard, respectfully poured a cup of tea and handed it over.
Mr. Yao took the tea, but did not drink it. Instead, he sighed: "Zhuo'er, grandpa hopes you will stop here."
Meng Zhuoer stood there politely, her red lips pursed tightly.
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