The Imperial Guard’s Revenge

Hong Wanqing's face turned pale and her whole body was trembling, but the door of Lu Mansion was still tightly closed. Hong Wanqing realized desperately that what Lu Heng said was true.

Even if she knelt to death at the entrance of Lu Mansion, Lu Heng would not frown.

The rumors about him in Beijing are not wrong. He is indeed ruthless, unscrupulous, and can do anything for the sake of profit. How can such a person expect that he will pity Xiangxiyu?

So many ministers were raided in his hands, and I heard that there were many weak, charming or bright officials who begged him for gold, but none of them could make him soft-hearted. Those girls can't recommend themselves with their bodies. What does Hong Wanqing rely on to impress Lu Heng?

He is a murder weapon with no morals and no bottom line, who can watch the wife of his former colleague die at his door. But why would such a person be obedient to Wang Yanqing?

Hong Wanqing was soaked in the rain for so long that she felt that she was hallucinating. She actually saw the door of Lu Mansion open, and a woman in a white cloak and an orange palace lantern appeared inside. Many maids followed her, carefully holding umbrellas for her.

The night rain was like boundless sky water, overwhelming the sky, as if only the place under her feet was not submerged in darkness. The orange light swayed in the wind, making her face bright and dark, mysterious and distant, as if a goddess was in the world.

"Mrs. Zhenyuan Hou." Before Hong Wanqing fell into a coma, she vaguely heard a cold and soft voice saying, "We can't do what you asked for. It's late at night, and Mrs. Hou may risk her life if she stays on guard. Please go to the doctor as soon as possible. "

In the room, Lu Heng was teasing Lu Xuan under the lamp, when he heard footsteps outside, he asked his nanny to carry Lu Xuan away, got up and walked to the door: "It's said that she has bad intentions, don't worry about her life or death, why did you go out anyway? Did it rain?"

Wang Yanqing took off his cloak, wiped his fingers with the veil, and said, "I'm fine. She's still ill, so I can't really let her fall at our door."

"It's on the street." Lu Heng corrected, "I asked her to kneel outside."

Wang Yanqing was speechless after hearing this. I don't know what Hong Wanqing was thinking, but he wanted to use his illness to hold Lu Heng hostage. Is he a softhearted person?

Going to prison is easier than begging Lu Heng to be soft-hearted.

Wang Yanqing changed into a half-wet jacket and put on a lotus-colored cardigan. She sat next to Lu Heng and asked, "Where's Xian'er?"

"I'm about to fall asleep, I asked the nurse to carry him back."

Wang Yanqing nodded and asked, "Do you really not want to take care of Marquis Wuding?"

"This is the grievance between him and Xia Wenjin. What's the matter with me?" Lu Heng closed his eyes and leaned on Wang Yanqing's shoulder, and said indifferently, "Don't worry about them. The emperor has something in his heart."

There was a big mess in the horse market, the emperor needed to go down a step, and Guo Xun could only bear the blame. But the emperor knew very well what was going on. He just shut Guo Xun for a while, and did not plan to do anything to Guo Xun. When the limelight passed, he would let them out.

However, during Guo Xun's detention, it was inevitable that the Wudinghou group would bleed some blood.

Lu Heng knew the emperor's intentions, Yan Wei knew it, and he knew about Xia Wenjin himself. But these female relatives outside did not know that they really thought that Marquis Wuding was going to be punished for the crime of collaborating with the enemy. Wang Yanqing felt extremely sad when she thought of Hong Wanqing who had passed out on her knees.

Hong Wanqing used to be a noble daughter of the Hou family. When she first met Hong Wanqing, Hong Wanqing was confident and assertive, her eyes were full of aggression, as if there was nothing in the world that she couldn't grab. But now, Hong Wanqing did not hesitate to take advantage of her illness to kneel outside her former rival's house, just to get Lu Heng to speak clearly.

The candles burned quietly, and the room was dim and quiet. Lu Heng closed his eyes, as if falling asleep, and suddenly asked, "What are you sighing for?"

Wang Yanqing was taken aback and said, "It's nothing, I lament the impermanence of life."

"You don't hate her?"

"It was Fu Tingzhou's idea to stop his wife and marry another. Even without her, I would have left the Marquis of Zhenyuan. What does she have to do with me?"

Although Lu Heng was very satisfied that she personally said that she would leave the Zhenyuan Hou Mansion, to be honest, Lu Heng was still very upset when she heard the words "stop his wife and marry another."

If Fu Tingzhou didn't take the initiative to push her away, with Qingqing's desperate temper, Lu Heng would not have anything to do later. You can't think about this kind of thing, just thinking about Lu Heng makes it uncomfortable. Lu Heng felt that the best way to get revenge on his former rival was to make her pregnant with his second child.

Lu Heng did what he said, opened his eyes immediately, put his arms around her waist and said, "Qingqing, do you think Lu Xun is too lonely alone?"

"what?"

"Let's give him a sister." After Lu Heng finished speaking, he paused, reluctantly, "If it's still a son, it's fine."

The next day, the news spread throughout the capital. Mrs. Zhenyuan Hou went to the Lu Mansion to plead, but Lu Heng didn't even let anyone enter the door. After returning, Mrs. Zhenyuan Hou developed a high fever and fell unconscious.

Everyone sighed that Lu Heng was really a heartless bastard, but they refused to say more good things to explain for Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion and Wuding Marquis Mansion.

In the palace, the emperor also heard about this. When Lu Heng came to the emperor as usual, the emperor asked, "I heard that Fu Tingzhou's wife came to see you last night?"

Lu Heng nodded: "That's right. When she came, her lips were chapped, her face was red, and she looked like she had a fever. I thought she would give up if she showed up, so I ignored her. Later, my wife couldn't bear it. , last night she was sent back to the Marquis of Zhenyuan, and she also hired Lang Zhong for her."