Wan Yan Jin bowed his head slightly, "I'm tired." ”

The Ministry of Rites official was stunned.

Didn't Yan Jin finish saying that he was insidious and cunning, and he was very fierce, how could he be different from the person in front of him? On the contrary, it gives people a very polite feeling.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites were puzzled, but they didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly made a gesture of please, "Please!" ”

Besides, Lu Hetian rode back to the Zhenguo Mansion on horseback.

As soon as he stepped into the mansion gate, he took off his helmet, hugged it in the crook of his arm, and walked towards Fanghuayuan quickly.

"Guogong." When the servants saw him, they hurriedly saluted.

Lu Hetian's footsteps suddenly stopped, he felt a little nervous, paused, and looked at the subordinate on the side, "Where is Madame?" ”

The subordinate replied respectfully: "In Fushoutang." ”

When Lu Hetian heard this, his footsteps turned and walked towards Fushoutang.

He had already received letters from his mother.

The letter not only stated that he was slightly pregnant with the dragon heir, but also said that after he left, the changes that happened in the family.

Lu Yunshuang is not his daughter, and nothing happened between him and the Zheng family back then, and Lihua has forgiven him.

He didn't care if Lu Yunshuang was his daughter or not, he only cared about Lihua.

Lihua forgave him......

Just thinking of this, his heart swelled, the exhaustion of his body was swept away, and his cold and hard features softened.

When he stepped into the courtyard of Fukujudo, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the woman standing under the eaves of the porch not far away.

He was afraid that he was dreaming, and when he woke up from the dream, Lihua still hated him......

The news that Lu Hetian would come back today had already been transmitted back to the Zhenguo Mansion.

Therefore, when Ling Lihua accompanied the old lady today, she was also a little absent-minded.

The old lady talked to her, and she didn't hear her very clearly.

"Lihua, you go and help me welcome Shenzhi, it's snowing outside, I won't go out." The old lady said kindly.

Ling Lihua came back to her senses, took the umbrella handed by Aunt Lan, and walked out of the house.

In fact, the snow had already stopped, and Ling Lihua knew that this was an excuse that the old lady deliberately asked her to meet Lu Hetian.

She held an umbrella, and as soon as she went out, she saw the man rushing into the yard.

She choked for breath and stopped.

After some distance, she still saw the *** in the eyes of the man.

She narrowed her eyes, and just when she was a little at a loss, she suddenly saw snowflakes floating in the sky, and there was a tendency to fall bigger and bigger.

After a while, Lu Hetian's hair and shoulders were already covered with snow.

But he didn't feel cold at all, a heart, but an abnormal fire clinging.

Ling Lihua saw that he was still there like a stone sculpture, suppressed the tension in her heart, and said ashamedly, "Why don't you come in yet?" ”

After speaking, thinking of the umbrella in his hand, he immediately opened it, went down the steps, and greeted him.

Lu Hetian's cold and hard face suddenly smiled, and he walked towards her quickly.

Ling Lihua propped the umbrella on his head, her eyes dodging, but she didn't dare to look at him.

Lu Hetian took advantage of the situation to hold her hand, and his eyes looked at him for a moment.

Ling Lihua trembled with excitement from his cold hand.

He noticed it, and immediately let go of her hand, scratched her head, and smiled a little shyly, "Lihua, are you cold?" But he didn't dare to touch her again.

Ling Lihua gave him a blank look, "Of course it's cold standing in the snow." ”

Lu Hetian reacted in hindsight and smiled a little silly, "I forgot, then let's go in quickly." ”。

Seeing him like this, Ling Lihua pursed her lower lip, and finally a smile appeared in her cold eyes, "Hmm." ”