Ji Qingyuan immediately understood what he meant, looked at his resolute face, and said tentatively: "If something unexpected happens to the Emperor, I think the King of Xiangyang is more suitable to inherit the throne than the Prince."
Lu Hetian glanced at him, "We, the Lu family, will not get involved in the fight for the crown prince. We are only loyal to the emperor."
When Ji Qingyuan heard this, his face relaxed, "That's very good." The Lu family was a force that had tried its best to win over in the past dynasties, but the Lu family had their ancestral precepts and would not get involved in any partisanship. They were only loyal to the emperor.
With Lu Hetian's words, Ji Qingyuan seemed to have received some reassurance.
As long as the Lu family does not side with the prince, the King of Xiangyang will have less obstacles.
Lu Hetian glanced at him, frowned and reminded: "You have to think clearly, don't stand on the wrong team, and then the family will be in an unstoppable situation."
Ji Qingyuan said seriously: "I understand, but I believe in the strength of King Xiangyang." Even if he didn't think about the Ji family, he had to think about his daughter Linghui.
One day, the emperor died and a new emperor ascended the throne. The daughter who had no heirs was either buried or relegated to the cold palace.
King Xiangyang has promised him that if he wins the throne, he will treat his daughter well.
Having said this, Lu Hetian couldn't say anything more, "Since you have made your decision, I have nothing to say."
After separating from Ji Qingyuan, Lu Hetian returned to Zhenguo Duke's Mansion.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Lu Liangwei walking towards him.
"Dad." Lu Liangwei called him dad now, but his voice became more and more smooth.
When he saw him, he ran towards him.
This scene made Lu Hetian feel a little dazed.
It was as if he had returned to more than ten years ago, when that woman ran towards him like a butterfly.
He opened his arms, hugged her tightly, and murmured: "Xuehua..."
Lu Liangwei: "..."
Being hugged tightly by her father, she felt a little uncomfortable. At this time, she heard the name whispered by her father, and she was stunned for a moment. She looked up and saw that her father looked intoxicated at this time.
The corner of Lu Liangwei's mouth twitched, but he had to speak out, "Dad, are you too tired and hallucinating? I am not your Xue Hua."
Lu Hetian was startled, then came back to his senses, quickly released Lu Liang slightly, and wiped his face with some embarrassment, "You heard wrong."
Lu Liangwei didn't expose him and nodded, "Just think that I heard wrong. Dad, I'll go out."
Lu Hetian wanted to stop her, but after thinking about what happened just now, he felt a little embarrassed, so he just warned: "Then you have to be more careful." After saying that, he winked at Wang He and said, "Secretly protect the second young lady."
Wang He is his bodyguard commander, and among the bodyguards, he has the most powerful martial arts.
"Yes." Wang He immediately took the order and left.
Lu Liangwei didn't know that Lu Hetian had sent someone to protect her secretly. After buying some things with Zhuyu, she went to a small dilapidated courtyard.
This small courtyard is located in a remote place, and almost no one comes here on weekdays.
There was a group of young beggars living inside, and only an elderly beggar was in charge of them. However, the old beggar was in poor health, so he had to rely on these children to support him.
Seeing Lu Liangwei coming, one of the little beggars, who looked like eight or nine years old, immediately came out happily.
"Sister Lu, why are you here?"
"I came to see you. How have you been these past few days? Nothing bad happened, right?" Lu Liang touched his head slightly and said softly.
This little beggar was the child injured by Chen Xuping last time.
After he recovered from his injuries in Xuanhu Hall, he returned to his beggar's den. After giving all the money he got to the old beggar, he continued to beg on the streets every day.
Lu Liangwei wanted to help him, but he refused.
(End of chapter)