Pian Fangfang

Meng Qianqian, at the age of 15, married into the Lu Family to bring joy to the elderly matriarch.

On the wedding night, urgent news arrived from the border that her husband had been commanded to go to war. Six months later, he tragically died at the hands of Beiliang soldiers.

Five years later, the husband who had been presumed dead returned, and by his side was an ethereal mute woman named Wan'er.

Lu Lingxiao said that Wan'er was the descendant of a loyal and righteous family, entirely different from her—a merchant girl reeking of copper coins. He claimed Wan'er was a true paragon of noble character.

Lu Lingxiao also said that Wan'er was an eagle soaring in the heavens, while someone like her was nothing more than a fragile flower, unworthy of comparison.

It was not until the land was broken, the city walls fell, and she wielded a Red Tassel Spear to crush countless soldiers that Lu Lingxiao realized he had misjudged her.

She was not a delicate flower confined within the depths of the mansion; she was the fiercest west wind of Yumen Pass.

Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

After speaking, he led Meng Qianqian away.


Lu Xingzhou maintained his bowing posture until the two of them were far away.


The respect on his face disappeared, and his eyes turned cold as he clenched his fists.


Meng Qianqian pondered, "Grand Commander, I suspect that Lu Xingzhou appearing near the workshop is related to the Twelve Guards."


Last time, she obtained an item of the Twelve Guards in the workshop. This time, there might be news of the Twelve Guards again. Lu Xingzhou is unrelated to the Twelve Guards, but Lin Wan'er is.


Lu Yuan smiled, "This Lu Xingzhou is much more interesting than his son."


He laughed again, his laughter enchanting and captivating, but Meng Qianqian knew this smile was poisonous.


She discreetly moved a little to the side.


Lu Yuan's face darkened, and he asked coldly, "What are you doing?"


Meng Qianqian blinked and moved back beside him.


Hmm, the cold-faced Lu Yuan is still safer.


Chapter 149: So, What About the Fallen Petals?_2