Li Tingyu walked out of Muyuan Hall and went straight to Moxiangyuan, where he happened to meet Li Zhou, who came back from the next dynasty.

What's the matter with you? Li Zhou refused to give her a good face.

Tomorrow, he and his uncle will leave for Guangling, so I came to tell my father and mother. Li Tingyu ignored Li Zhou's darkening face, if she cared about these little things, she would have been angry a long time ago.

Hum. I think you only know the Yang family but don't know the Li family. Li Zhou became even more angry when he heard this.

Li Tingyu actually said that she was going back to Guangling instead of going to Guangling, which side was her home.

Li Tingyu looked at Li Zhou's face as black as the bottom of a pot, and did not speak. She knew that it was best to be quiet at the moment, after all, Li Zhou was still her nominal father. She provoked him as quickly as she could, and it would be bad if she couldn't get out tomorrow.

Could it be that Li Zhou is menopausal? Why do she say that he has to pick thorns in every word. Li Tingyu lowered his head and speculated secretly.

Liang saw that the atmosphere was a little stiff, so he smiled and came out to play a round: "Yu'er will go early and return early, and you should pay attention to safety on the road." ”

Thank you mother for your concern. Li Tingyu raised his head and smiled at the Liang family.

Li Zhou waved his hand impatiently: "Go down." ”

If it weren't for his wife who persuaded him for a long time, he wouldn't have let Li Tingyu follow Yang Chun back and forth to Guangling.

Be. Li Tingyu was waiting for his words.

He didn't want to see her, she didn't want to see his pickle face yet. If it weren't for the fact that the two of them were father and daughter in name, she would have slammed the door and left.

Back in Pinglan Garden, Li Tingyu still couldn't understand why Li Zhou had such a big opinion of her when they were both daughters. Even Li Tingfang's concubine, Li Zhou sometimes treats her with a pleasant face.

Why is it that when you come to her, she will always be a black ink face that can't be dissolved? Either scolding her or preparing to scold her.

Li Tingyu really suspected that she was not born to Li Zhou, otherwise why would Li Zhou treat her so badly.

But from Mama Liu's memories, she didn't hear that her mother had any childhood sweethearts.

You can't just get married and go out of the wall, right?

Phew, what the hell is she talking nonsense.

Li Tingyu spat on himself, ate dinner absentmindedly, and finished the bath in a daze.

Until she returned to her room, the doubt was still hovering in her head.

Zhaozhao, what are you thinking? Lu Ce arrived at Pinglan Yuan as promised, and skillfully climbed into Li Tingyu's house.

I was thinking that I might not have been born to my dad. ”

These words startled Lu Ce: "What's the situation?" ”

Li Tingyu told Lu Ce about his suspicions, "You said that if I was my own child, he would be too unconscionable to me like this." ”

When Lu Ce inquired about Li Tingyu, he checked all eight generations of her ancestors. Therefore, Li Zhou's affairs back then were also clear.

The first lady married a new daughter-in-law less than two months after her death, this man is really unconscionable.

Why don't I check it for you? Since Zhao Zhao wanted to know, then he would satisfy her.

Okay, then please. "Lu Ce knows more people than her, and he should find out what happened back then much faster than her.

If she is really not Li Zhou's daughter, then she has to find her father quickly.

No problem, wrap it up on me, don't bother anymore, come and laugh. Lu Ce stretched out his hand and rubbed Li Tingyu's head.

He looked uncomfortable with Zhaozhao's frown just now, and he just wanted to see a carefree smile on this face. He can solve these troubles.

Hmm, Zhaozhao's hair smells so good.