Chapter 64: I'm afraid that even if I boil him, I can boil him to death
The status of the old lady with the golden sword in his hand in the court can be imagined, how special it is.
Even Long Chi didn't dare to slack off, otherwise, the last time the old lady came back, he wouldn't have hurriedly accompanied Lu Yunshuang back.
If he can win the support of the old lady, Long Chi's position as the prince will be more stable.
So at the beginning, Long Chi approached Lu Liangwei, and he wanted to use Lu Liang's Weibo to get the support of Lao Taijun and the entire Guogong Mansion.
Later, it was discovered that Lu Liangwei's temperament was not liked by the old lady, but it was the concubine Lu Yunshuang, who was very valued by the old lady.
Long Chi did not hesitate to abandon Lu Liangwei and settle for Lu Yunshuang.
Long Chi is ambitious, he knows very well what he wants, only the original Lu Liangwei stupidly gave everything for him, and in the end, he also gave a life.
And Lu Yunshuang did not disappoint Long Chi and him.
If you follow the plot in the original book, after Lu Liangwei's death, Lu Yunshuang will become the only lady in the Zhenguo Mansion, and the old lady only has such a granddaughter, so she naturally attaches more importance to it.
asked Lu Hetian to raise Aunt Zheng to the position of wife, and Lu Yunshuang also changed from a concubine to a concubine, and she strongly supported Long Chi.
It's just that poor Lu Tingchen wanted to avenge Lu Liangwei, but in the end he ended up with a tragic death, Lu Hetian lost his beloved daughter and son one after another, and finally went crazy.
The old lady couldn't bear the blow and finally fell ill.
The tragic death of the tragic death, the crazy madness, but Lu Yunshuang became the biggest winner.
After Long Chi ascended the throne, he made her the queen and enjoyed this prosperous world with him forever.
Thinking of this, Lu Liang's eyes were cold.
If she follows the plot, Lu Yunshuang will definitely become the queen one day, but she will not end well.
With Lu Yunshuang and Aunt Zheng's insidious and vicious minds, they will definitely kill her and Lu Tingchen.
Even for her own sake, she couldn't let Long Chi get what she wanted.
As long as the dragon martingale does not die, I am afraid that it can be boiled to death.
After all, Long Yan is still so young, if he recovers from his illness and has another heir, then Long Chi's position as the prince will be embarrassing.
She swept away the gloom in her heart, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.
"It seems that the South China Sea pearls that the emperor has given you are indeed excellent. Look at my little girl, I'm almost out of my mouth. ”
The old lady's joking voice came into her ears, and Lu Liangwei came back to her senses.
I saw that the old lady had already finished practicing a set of boxing, and she was wiping her sweat with the handkerchief handed over by Aunt Lan, but her face was not without ridicule.
Lu Liangwei stepped forward, held the old lady's arm, and said with a smile: "I was really right by my grandmother, I just got the emperor's reward, and I came to my grandmother to show off." ”
The old lady poked her head and scolded with a smile: "You girl, the purpose is not too obvious, what is showing off, it is obvious that you dislike your grandmother for not knowing." ”
"Grandmother's words are the opposite, grandmother is obviously well-informed, and I am the one who is not knowledgeable." Lu Liang stuck out his tongue slightly, looking playful.
When the old lady saw it, she became more and more kind and kind, and touched her head, "You are self-aware." ”
With that, the grandmother and the two went into the living room.
Aunt Lan brought two cups of brewed tea.
What was given to the old lady was a cup of health tea, and what was given to Lu Liangwei was a cup of flower tea with red dates, which was very intimate.
"Thank you, Aunt Lan." Lu Liang took a sip of red jujube tea and thanked him sincerely.
Aunt Lan smiled and shook her head, "Second Miss is polite." ”
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