This scene made Lu Hetian's eyes red.
Lihua hid in the palace to avoid him, but Ji Qingyuan was able to talk and laugh with her.
He felt strong jealousy in his heart and immediately exploded with anger.
At this moment, I had long forgotten that this was a royal palace and that it was in full view of everyone.
He strode forward, grabbed Ji Qingyuan's lapel, and punched him hard in the face without saying anything.
When the female relatives saw this battle, they were all frightened and turned pale.
Ji Qingyuan was originally a weak scholar, so he was no match for a strong general like Lu Hetian who had experienced many desert battles.
What's more, his eyes were always on Ling Lihua and he didn't notice the danger at all.
By the time he reacted, Lu Hetian's iron fist had already hit his handsome face.
He fell completely, and blood even flowed from the corner of his mouth.
The female relatives screamed in surprise.
Ji Qingyuan was stunned for a moment and touched the corners of his mouth. When he saw the blood on his fingers, he was very angry.
Especially when he saw who the person who hit him was, he became even more annoyed.
"Lu Hetian, why are you crazy?" Before the palace attendants came to help him, he had already climbed up and rushed towards Lu Hetian, reaching out to grab his collar.
But before he could touch Lu Hetian, he was kicked to the ground again by Lu Hetian.
Ji Qingyuan was so angry, this bastard!
He rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward again to fight with him.
Zhao Gan got his master's orders and stepped forward to stop the two of them.
"Ahem, you two, there is a palace banquet tonight, and Dan Jue's envoys are also being entertained. Everyone is watching. If you have anything to do, let's wait until the banquet is over." Zhao Qian lowered his voice and advised the two of them.
Ji Qingyuan was still angry. He was beaten twice by Lu Hetian for no reason. He was really embarrassed.
How could he swallow this breath
Lu Hetian was still puzzled.
Just because Ji Qingyuan seduced Lihua in front of him, he couldn't let it go.
Ji Qingyuan, an old man who looked like a dog, did such a nasty thing. How could he let him off so easily
Zhao Qian felt a lot of pressure. Although the people were separated, the murderous aura in Zhen Guogong was still very frightening.
Seeing the old lady approaching, he immediately looked at the old lady for help.
The old lady ignored Lu Hetian and walked directly towards Ling Lihua.
Even as the two men fought, Ling Lihua didn't even raise her eyelids, sitting there, drinking alone.
She didn't raise her head until the old lady came over.
"Old lady."
The old lady smiled and said, "Why do you still call me this?"
Ling Lihua was startled for a moment, then she met the old man's kind eyes, paused, and then awkwardly changed her words: "Mother."
The old lady was very happy.
After Ling Lihua came back, she kept calling her "Old Lady" and would never call her that way again.
Even when the truth came out later, she never changed her story.
When he heard that she was finally willing to call him mother, the old lady was naturally happy.
"Oh." She responded happily and took her hand, "Come on, let's sit together."
Ling Lihua had no choice but to put down her wine glass, get up and follow her.
Zhao Qian clearly felt that the evil aura on Duke Zhen's body had dissipated. He turned around and saw that Lu Hetian was already following behind Old Taijun and Ling Lihua.
He secretly thought, as expected, the old lady still has a way.
He breathed a sigh of relief and helped Ji Qingyuan, "Mr. Ji, please sit down quickly."
Ji Qingyuan felt unhappy, but at this time, it was really not appropriate to have another dispute with Lu Hetian.
But he wouldn't let this matter go.
(End of chapter)