Cut off my tendons in my hands and feet to make me marry? Prepare to die!

When Lu Changhuai and Lu Changqing saw the tall city gate of the capital, they couldn't help but exchange glances and breathed a sigh of relief.

With such a large family, so many carriages and supplies, they traveled day and night, and even encountered several waves of bandits on the way. After all the dangers, they finally arrived in the capital.

Even though the Lu family's children had practiced martial arts all year round and were all good at riding and shooting, they felt very tired at this moment.

"Brother, I usually feel that I am still young, but now I find that I have to admit that I am old."

Lu Changqing was riding on his horse and pounding his waist, feeling that his skeleton was on the verge of falling apart.

Lu Changhuai just smiled and said nothing, but his expression was obviously much more relaxed.

Lu Qinlin rode a red horse beside the two of them and suddenly raised his hand and pointed forward:

"Uncle, father, do you know the person coming over there?"

He saw a woman riding a horse straight towards the Lu's convoy.

Although the distance was far, one could still see the woman in red running fast on the snow, her face as white as jade beneath her jet-black hair.

Lu Changhuai looked at the girl in red from afar, and his eyes became moist unconsciously.

Lu Changqing had already muttered to himself:

"Yeah, it really looks like Yue..."

Their only sister would put on her favorite red dress and gallop across the snowfield every time she came home from the Divine Gate.

In a blink of an eye, twenty years have passed.

The man is dead.

But there are always pearls left in the world.

Among the crowd, Yue Ziyu quietly huddled in a corner.

Following the Lu family's convoy along the way, he gained a lot of knowledge.

In this caravan, his fighting power is the lowest. Even the cute and childish Lu Qinxiu can kill a bandit ten steps away with a flying knife.

It is safer to return to Beijing with the Lu family’s convoy than with the escort agency.

All he needs to do is keep quiet the whole time.

Seeing the city wall of the capital, he couldn't help but straighten his back.

Once they arrive in the capital, it will be his territory and he can do his best to be a good host. He has even planned to take Lu Qinlun and his siblings to see the farm his mother bought for him.

But who is that woman in red riding a horse in front?

The action of waving the horsewhip seemed more and more familiar the more he watched it, and it gave him the illusion that his skin and flesh suddenly tightened.

Not long after, Yue Ran rode his horse to the front of the Lu family's convoy.

She looked at her two uncles who looked a little older than she remembered, smiled, got off the horse, and shouted:

"Uncle, Third Uncle, I'm Ranran."

As he spoke, his voice couldn't help but choke.

The distance between Xiling City and the capital is long, and they haven't seen each other for almost ten years.

Lu Changhuai and Lu Changqing also dismounted and walked quickly to Yue Ran.

Lu Changqing stretched out his hand and touched the top of Yue Ran's head, nodding with emotion:

"You've grown so tall! You've really grown up. Great, great..."

Lu Changhuai couldn't help but look at his brother with a smile.

However, Ranran is indeed not short. Her brother seems to be even shorter than her.

He turned around and found Yue Ziyu in the crowd, then looked at Yue Ran with a smile:

"Your second brother, your uncle has also brought him back to the capital safely."

Yue Ran had learned from Lu Changhuai's letter a few days ago that Yue Ziyu was protecting her at Xilu Academy, which surprised her a little.

It seems that my father has gained something from sending Yue Ziyu to Xilu Academy.

She turned her eyes slightly and cast her gaze on Yue Ziyu.

After listening to this for a while, Yue Ziyu naturally recognized Yue Ran a long time ago. When he met her eyes, his scalp went numb.

He unknowingly lowered his head and dismounted, came to Yue Ran, and called out politely:

"sister……"

Yue Ran looked at him carefully for a few times before humming:

"Stay with me for now. I'll tell you something later!"

The Lu’s convoy has been on the road these days, and some things are only known to Lu Changhuai and a few others.

She had to tell Yue Ziyu in person about the matter between Song and Yue Zihuan, and see what he wanted to do.

It took a whole cup of tea for the Lu's convoy to enter the city gate, and the soldiers guarding the gate were all stunned.

I had no idea where this wealthy family came from until I looked at the pass and realized that they were the Lu family from Xiling City.

The Lu family's convoy came to Beijing, as if they had moved half of their belongings with them. In just half a day, the news spread throughout the capital.

Yue Ran repeatedly invited the Lu family to settle in the Dingbei Palace, but Lu Changhuai politely declined.

"If we live in the palace, your father might not feel comfortable. Before coming to the capital, I had someone buy a house with four entrances in the capital, which is big enough to accommodate all of us."

Lu Changqing walked and laughed.

"By the way, that place is not too far from the palace, it's in Lihua Lane." Lu Changqing's wife, Qi, stroked Yue Ran's hand and smiled softly.

Just looking at her gentle appearance, no one could tell that she was the daughter of Qi Chong, the number one swordsman in Anxi.

Yue Ran couldn't help but twitch his eyelids when he heard that.

It’s Lihua Lane again. Why do all of you love this place?

Lu Qinya followed beside him and sensitively noticed that Yue Ran had a different expression.

"Cousin, what's wrong?"

Yue Ran glanced at Lu Qinya in surprise. She didn't expect that her cousin was so observant.

The last time she saw Lu Qinya, she was still a little girl less than ten years old, but now she has the aura to stand on her own.

Yue Ran hesitated for a moment. Since there were only Qi's mother and daughter in the carriage, he told them all about his past with Feng Xiaolou.

After hearing this, Qi's smile remained unchanged, and the fine steel Buddhist beads in her hand broke silently:

"It turns out that she is the daughter of the concubine of the fourth room. They have quite a big appetite."

Lu Qinxiu clapped his hands and said with an innocent smile:

"It just so happens that we will all be living in Lihua Lane from now on, so I will definitely have the opportunity to see it for myself."

Yue Ran was not at ease. She thought of the inexplicable magical power in Feng Xiaolou and became worried about the safety of her uncle's family.

"Third aunt, do you know about the demon fetus?"

Upon hearing this, Qi suddenly looked at Yue Ran, his eyes full of surprise.

The Luqinya sisters looked confused.

Yue Ran whispered:

"I am 80% sure that Feng Xiaolou is the demon fetus."

"The identity of her mother, Lu Qingrong, is questionable. Aunt must not be careless."

Qi's expression was uncertain, and then she patted the back of Yue Ran's hand:

"Don't worry, my aunt is not a reckless person."

When they arrived at Lihua Lane, it took the Lu family's convoy nearly two hours to settle the people and the carriages.

Lu Changhuai made an appointment to go to Dingbei Palace the next day to have a good chat with Yue Yuan.

Yue Ran didn't know why, but she always felt that there was a hint of gritted teeth in her uncle's words.

After taking Yue Ziyu away from Lihua Lane, Yue Ran looked seriously at his brother whom he hadn't seen for five years.

"Do you know about the recent changes in the palace?"

Yue Ziyu's eyes were blank. He had been busy on his way these days and had no idea what was happening in the palace.

Yue Ran looked into Yue Ziyu's eyes steadily:

"A few days ago, your mother was assassinated in the family temple."

"Yue Zihuan falsely accused his father of regicide and is now imprisoned in the Dali Temple dungeon."

Yue Ziyu, how will you choose?