Poverty is just doing justice for the sky

Chapter 89
In Tianze City, the former residence where Linyuan and the others had rented, another high-ranking figure ushered in.

The owner of the house bowed his body and did not dare to show his air. The guard came in from the door, clasped his fists and said: "My lord, I have searched everything, and not a single word was left."

The senior censor in the seat didn't seem to hear, his posture was still, but he slowly closed his eyes: "Everyone go down."

Everyone exited in response, and the door was closed from the outside.

The room was silent, and Lu Weizhi seemed to hear Ye Qingshuang's voice again in a trance.

She said, Mr. Lu, I'll wait for you.

Lu Weizhi knew in his heart that she was just at the end of the road and pinned her hopes on herself. There was no romantic meaning in her words, but she still couldn't help thinking about it.

"I agreed to wait for me...why, don't wait anymore..."

The turbid sigh fell on the cold hard floor, presenting a fragmented and dull voice.

For the first time, he couldn't even find her body, so he could only set up an empty grave.

This time, he couldn't even say goodbye.

Ever since the reunion in Moonlight Pavilion, he became suspicious of her unchanging appearance for many years, and visited the masters up and down, and finally figured out that she was a wandering spirit.

The expert said that she has her own chance.

Chance?Lu Weizhi is an ordinary person who doesn't know about chance, he only knows that he has missed her day and night for 33 years.

But after more than [-] years of reading... how can I see her again, know that she is dead...hesitant?
He was indecisive in seeing or not seeing each other day by day, his heart was filled with bone-wracking longing at one moment, and country talk about ghosts and ghosts at the other, and so on, weighing it over and over again.

Time waits for no one, and when he finally put aside his common prejudices, she had already pulled away and left.

There is no word, no willow crossing, no practice of dirty wine, just like a fish entering the sea, without a trace.

Lu Weizhi suddenly remembered the poems he wrote when he was young. At that time, he thought that parting was a spring of bitterness in a high mountain, and the spring water turned into a sharp knife, cutting his heart from pain.

The real parting is loneliness, loneliness, unwillingness to gain and lose again, helpless melancholy, and lingering pain that will not die, always entrenched in my heart.

He watched with his own eyes that the fate between them was torn apart, but he didn't even have a decent goodbye.

The germination of youth finally turned into a mirror, empty and empty.

"My lord, the palace's imperial decree for bestowing marriage has come down, madam, please return to the residence to receive the decree." The butler said respectfully outside the door.

As soon as Lu Wei heard it, he pulled away from the sorrow of parting in an instant, the sorrowful look on his face was swept away, and there was a bit of indiscrimination between good and evil in his eyes.

The door opened, and he strode forward and asked: "Which prince is the one who bestowed the marriage?"

The butler Xiao Pao followed beside him: "Return to your lord, the father-in-law revealed that it is the marriage decree from the third prince and our second young lady."

Lu Weizhi paused: "Shuang Ruo?"

"Yes, Miss Shuangruo."

Lu Weizhi's face turned ashen: "Nonsense! Shuangsi is still in her boudoir, how can Shuangruo, a younger sister, get engaged first, the third prince is really—"

"My lord, the imperial decree must not be violated. Ma'am means..." The housekeeper whispered to Lu Weizhi, and the latter's face cleared up a little.

When Lu Weizhi rushed back to Yushi's mansion, the eunuch who announced the decree put down the teacup, picked up the imperial decree and began to read.

The gift was indeed the second daughter and the third prince.

After the eunuch announced, he delivered the imperial decree to Lu Weizhi: "Congratulations to Lu Yushi, who is married to the Tian family. From now on, the emperor's grace will be great, and the blessings will shine on the sky."

Lu Weizhi laughed heartily: "Grandpa Xie's eloquent words, a little care is not a respect."

The butler presented a bulging bag of gold leaves with a smile on his face, and the eunuch did not refuse, and left after a few polite words.

As soon as the eunuch left, Lu Weizhi's smile disappeared without a trace.

The butler listened to him again: "The third prince is here, waiting in the study."

Lu Weizhi was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes skillfully, "Understood." Then he handed over the imperial decree to his first wife, Lu Mushi: "Madam, the marriage in the back house will be difficult for you."

Mrs. Mu smiled softly: "What are you talking about? It's a matter of my status as a concubine."

"I'm going to meet a guest, Shuangruo and her mother, you check the situation first."

"Yes." Mu Shi bowed his knees.

Lu Weizhi hurriedly turned to the study room, the doors and windows of the study room were closed tightly.

As soon as he entered the door, he immediately saluted: "Your Highness is here, and you are welcome."

The third prince sat upright to accept the ceremony, without the slightest sense of being a son-in-law, just nodded: "Your Majesty Lu, you don't need to be polite. This prince's trip is based on a secret order. There is not much time, so let's make a long story short."

"Yes, I am all ears."

"Ling Ai has run into this prince over and over again in the past month, and every time she can pick the right time, it's too coincidental."

"Not only that, every time she appears, she will bring some surprises, sometimes cakes, sometimes hand soap, and she also has a lot of knowledge about astronomy and geography. Does Mr. Lu know the reason?"

Lu Weizhi was dripping with cold sweat: "I...don't know, please enlighten me, Your Highness."

"I heard that the second lady kowtowed to the head two months ago. This prince suspects that it was not the second lady who woke up. Do you understand?"

"Yes...Actually, recently, I have also suspected that she is the otherworldly soul mentioned in the emperor's secret meeting, but it's just that there is no evidence..."

The third prince raised his palms up, describing him as indifferent and sharp, like a sharp blade of cold light, which cannot be refuted.

"There is no need to look for evidence. This prince has his own sense of propriety. She has a lot of whimsy. If she is married, she can better dig out some good ideas and good things that benefit the country and the people. After digging enough, I will deal with them. the meaning of."

Lu Weizhi bowed his head: "...Yes."

The third prince was silent for a while, as if aware that his attitude was a bit unreasonable, he eased up a little and comforted him.

"It's not that the royal family wants to persecute Ling Ai. It's really a ghost from another world. For the sake of the stability of the country, Ling Ai has to be sacrificed. After the matter is completed, there will be a generous compensation."

Lu Weizhi saluted steadily, and expressed his attitude firmly: "I understand that it is Shuangruo's blessing to make contributions to the world, and I will never dare to complain. Your Highness, feel free to do it, and the whole Lu family will definitely cooperate."

"it is good!"

The two of them sealed Lu Shuangruo's fate with a few words.

And the heroine still doesn't know anything about what's going to happen, she's happily chatting with the system in her head, thankful that the mission went smoothly.

He raised his smiling face while talking, and the birds flew across the small blue sky.

Behind the farther and deeper azure, blue to the end of the blackened universe, there is a floating void hidden in it.

An ethereal electronic sound sounded in vain: "Warning! Warning! Tasker No. 105866 is down and lost contact. The lost channel is 9575 Xianxia channel."

"The 9575 Xianxia channel again?" The operator raised his forehead: "Sisi, count all the missing taskers of the 9575 Xianxia channel."

"Okay, searching..."

"The search is over. The 9575 Xianxia channel has lost contact with a total of 250 taskers, including 103 male taskers and 147 female taskers."

Hearing the data, the man with a levitating photoelectric all over his body asked, "Is this the channel that swallowed three of the top ten players in the standings?"

"Yes, after losing the three big bosses, all the people we sent over are novices. It's better to throw more novices to try and make mistakes, rather than continuing to lose veterans." The operator looked helpless.

How many generals cultivated by plane resources can't be wasted like this.

The man stared at the big screen in the void, and said mechanically: "I have seen the detection amount, this channel has extremely rich resources, you can increase the number of people, crowd tactics, no matter what."

(End of this chapter)