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Chapter 1476

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Liu-shi's arm was in pain from Lu Tingzhi's grip. She glared at her son and sensed another gaze. She turned her head and felt a chill run down her spine when she saw Yan Xiaoliu's cold gaze.

Everyone's gaze suddenly turned cold. Other than Ming Yu, everyone else realized Liu-shi's intentions.

Pei shi hugged Ming Yu tightly in her arms. Her patience with Liu-shi had already reached its limit.

"Tingzhi, send your mother back to her room." Lu Shiming ordered in a low voice. No one here wanted to see Liu-shi.

"I haven't finished speaking!" Liu-shi's eyes stared fixedly at Ming Xi. She knew that this child was Lu Yaoyao's. If the third branch had not returned, perhaps the one who would have given birth to the prince would be her Shuang 'er.

A niece was a mother. She always knew that Shuang 'er could not forget Mo Rongzhan, but what could she do? If a man had a change of heart, they would become cold and heartless. If he had even the slightest bit of affection for Shuang 'er, he would not have made Lu Yaoyao empress.

Liu-shi viewed Lu Yaoyao as the greatest enemy of her life. She wanted nothing more than to crush her bones and scatter her ashes. Now that she saw Ming Xi and Ming Yu, she viciously wanted to vent her hatred on them.

"Mother, don't forget what you promised me." Lu Tingzhi faintly said. How could he not see why Liu-shi's eyes were flickering? If he wanted to stay in the capital for a long time and enter the court to become Yaoyao's helper, he had to suppress Liu-shi.

"Fine, I'll go back." Liu-shi gritted her teeth and said, "I was planning for you, it's fine if you don't accept it."

Lu Tingzhi turned his head and bowed to Lu Shiming and his wife, "Third uncle, third aunt, I'll send mother back first."

"Fine, come to the study in a bit, I have something to talk to you about." Lu Shiming faintly said.

"Yes, third uncle." Lu Tingzhi agreed. It just so happened that he had something to discuss with his third uncle.

After the mother and son left, the hall regained its cheerful atmosphere. Yan Xiaoliu silently returned to Ming Xi's side. Ming Xi glanced at him but did not say anything.

"Ming Xi, quickly come over and let maternal grandmother take a look." Pei shi doted on Ming Yu and viewed Ming Xi as a treasure. She felt that there was no child in this world that was prettier than her two grandchildren. "How have you become thinner? Are you picky?"

"Grandma, I didn't lose weight. I grew taller." Ming Xi said with a smile. He had grown faster than Ming Yu, so Ming Yu looked chubby while he was slender.

Pei shi, on the other hand, felt that Ming Xi was a picky eater, which was why he didn't look fair and plump. "Even if you're tall, you have to be plump to look good. Today, we're having dinner here. Maternal grandmother is cooking."

"Little Uncle said he's going to take us out to play," Ming Yu said softly.

"Where are we going?" Pei shi's gaze immediately shot towards Lu Xiangzhi.

Lu Xiangzhi touched the tip of his nose. "Mother, I'll just take them for a walk around the streets. They'll be back before lunch. Isn't it still early?"

"Let him take the two children for a stroll. Mingxi and Mingyu don't leave the palace often. It's not a bad thing to go out for a stroll," Lu Shiming said.

Since even her husband had spoken, Madam Pei had no reason to refuse. She told Lu Xiangzhi to take good care of the two children and not to let him off if even a strand of hair was missing.

Lu Xiangzhi even doubted if he was his biological son.

"Little Uncle, let's go." When Ming Yu heard that her maternal grandmother had agreed to let them go out, she immediately went to Lu Xiangzhi to carry her.

"You don't need maternal grandmother when you can go out to play, is that it?" Pei shi asked in amusement.

Ming Yu acted like a spoiled child and said a bunch of good things to Pei shi before being carried away by Lu Xiangzhi.

Yan Xiaoliu kept looking at Ming Yu. She seemed to still be angry and didn't speak to him at all.

"You said that she didn't sing well, so the little girl will definitely be unhappy. Just make her happy later." Ming Xi saw through Yan Xiaoliu's thoughts and smiled as he reminded him that he had said the wrong thing.

"I said the wrong thing." Yan Xiaoliu said in annoyance.

Actually, he didn't say the wrong thing. It was just that he didn't express it well.

Lu Xiangzhi carried Ming Yu onto the carriage. When he turned back to carry Ming Xi, Ming Xi shook his head and refused, "Little Uncle, I want to ride a horse like you."

"You can't ride alone. I'll carry you." Lu Xiangzhi said.

Even if Ming Xi had always practiced riding and archery, he wasn't tall and didn't have enough strength. It was fine if he practiced on the drill grounds, but it was different on the streets. There were many people and the path was narrow. The horse would be easily frightened and Ming Xi wouldn't be able to control the horse and would be kicked off.

"Okay." Ming Xi thought carefully and agreed to be carried by Lu Xiangzhi.

Yan Xiaoliu had already grown into a youth. Lu Xiangzhi knew that his martial arts weren't weak so he agreed to let him ride alone.

Ming Yu who was left alone in the carriage was unhappy.

"I'll carry you." Yan Xiaoliu said in a low voice.

"No." Ming Yu still remembered that he looked down on her. She flung the curtain aside and hid in the carriage.

The mottled sunlight fell on Yan Xiaoliu's beautiful jade-like face, revealing a hint of loneliness.

Lu Xiangzhi couldn't help but look at Yan Xiaoliu. This youth was too beautiful. When he grew up, who knew how many girls would be attracted to him. However, at this moment, he looked a little pitiful.

"Ming Yu won't be angry in a while." Ming Xi comforted Yan Xiaoliu.

"I don't want to talk to Yan Xiaoliu for the rest of my life." Ming Yu shouted from within the carriage.

Yan Xiaoliu smiled bitterly at Ming Xi. In the future, he wouldn't speak carelessly.

Lu Xiangzhi shook his head and laughed. He felt that the conflict between children was really cute.

"Let's go." He carried Ming Xi onto the horse and walked towards the main street.

Tomorrow was New Year's Eve. There were a lot of people on the street today, but everywhere was filled with the festive atmosphere of the upcoming festival. Red lanterns were hung in front of every house. The shops were even more crowded as people came and went. They were all buying things for the New Year.

Ming Yu leaned against the window and watched this scene. Although there were people everywhere, she watched with great interest.

Yan Xiaoliu rode beside her on his horse, his eyes staring at her.

"Miss, that looks like the carriage of the Lu family?" On the main street, in a shop that sold jewelry, a master and servant said in a low voice.

The woman in the veil hat looked up and saw the familiar carriage, as well as the handsome man she had been thinking about for many years. She also saw the child in his arms, and her cheeks reddened. She lowered her head and said, "En."

"That looks like the future son-in-law." The servant girl reminded her in a low voice.

"Let's hurry," Su Xiaoxiao said in a low voice. She was afraid that Lu Xiangzhi would find out that she was standing there and secretly looking at her.

Lu Xiangzhi brought Ming Xi and the others to the street. Because there were more people, he was about to find a place to stop the carriage and get off for a walk. In the blink of an eye, he saw a slender and pretty figure. Although he didn't see her face, he still recognized that it was his fiancée. "Miss Su …"

Su Xiaoxiao, who was about to get on the carriage, was startled. She turned her head. Although she was wearing a veil hat, she could still feel Lu Xiangzhi's burning gaze on her face. Even her ears felt hot.

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(Nine-Headed Bird Academy)

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