"Yes." Zhao Qian was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat, but he quickly responded respectfully. Just as he was about to leave, he heard his master say, "Forget it, I'll go and wait for her myself."
Zhao Qian was speechless.
Was Master not valuing Second Miss Lu a bit too much?
In the whole world, only Second Miss Lu had the honor of having the Emperor greet her personally at the gates.
Seeing his master emerge from behind the imperial table, Zhao Qian could not help sneaking a peek at his face.
Last night, Master was in low spirits and even wrote such a sorrowful phrase. He thought that Master would never get over it or perhaps stay away from Second Miss Lu, but it seemed that he had been overthinking after all.
Zhao Qian wiped his sweat in relief.
At this moment, Lu Liangwei was sitting in a carriage, thinking about what the Dowager Duchess had said to her before her departure.
