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

Lu Yuan never expected that pretending to be Luo San would come with such risks. If Luo San were merely a drunkard and womanizer, that would be one thing, but even his entire unruly family followed suit! Truly, when the upper beam is not upright, the lower beams go askew!


Lu Yuan shut his eyes briefly. "Yu Zichuan, shut your mouth! If you dare say a single word tonight, you're dead!"


Yu Zichuan closed his mouth with a look of grievance.


Lu Yuan clenched his fists and headed back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.


Just as he was about to enter his courtyard, he changed direction and went to Chen Long's East Courtyard.


Chen Long was burning the midnight oil.


The window was open, the door ajar. On the table were a plate of Osmanthus Cake and a dish of fried pastries—it was clear he was waiting for someone.


Lu Yuan walked in openly, sat down opposite Chen Long, and reached out to grab a fried pastry.


Chapter 322: Attack on the Prime Minister's Mansion