"Well, that's true, but it's just pleasing to look at," Lu Liangwei said with a grin.
Ling Lihua shook her head in amused disapproval of her hobby.
"Let's go, I'll walk you to the palace gates."
"All right."
After walking Lu Liangwei to the palace gates, Ling Lihua went to the medicinal shop.
Only a few patients were getting their prescriptions filled in the shop. The old beggar and Youyou were capable of handling them, so she went straight to the backyard.
Wu Hongming had left to deal with the House's affairs, and the backyard appeared somewhat lifeless without his presence.
Ling Lihua strolled into her room, planning to pack a few belongings to bring to the Grand Duke Mansion.
Just then, an almost unnoticeable frown creased her forehead.
At the same time, a sharp sword appeared slantwise, aiming straight for her heart.
