My concubine is pregnant, I tear up the marriage certificate and marry another powerful official

"There are a lot of people inside, do we need to wear hats?" Lu Huaihe asked softly.

Su He was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

Only unmarried women would wear a bamboo hat when going out. She is no longer one of them, so there is no need for her to do so.

However, after hearing his words, Su He felt an inexplicable fondness for him.

The private room has been booked, and the air is filled with the aroma of tea.

Lu Huaihe ordered a few signature dishes. After the servant wrote them down, he secretly glanced at Su He, closed the door and left.

"The tea here tastes good. It is the unique Emei Rui tea from Mount Emei. You should try it."

Su He saw that he was very skilled in making tea and there were several old scars on his slender fingers. She heard that they were injuries he suffered while handling a case in the past.

She stared at her reflection in the tea and asked in a very soft voice, "Why did you buy so many betrothal gifts? Did the Princess... also agree?"

Lu Huaihe sat down slowly, leaned back in his chair, and suddenly smiled.

"Of course I need enough betrothal gifts to marry my wife. There is a jade Maitreya statue in my mother's house. I also wanted to take it to give to you, but she wouldn't let me."

Zhaoyang originally drew up a list of betrothal gifts, and Lu Huaihe added some more after reviewing it. When packing the items, he also checked them one by one and only sent them to the Su family after confirming that they were correct.

He had waited so long for this happy event and didn't want any mistakes.

"I……"

Su He saw that the corners of his eyes were slightly raised and the smile on his mouth deepened a little, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.

She and Lu Huaihe didn't spend much time together, let alone have any emotional foundation, but he was willing to go to the Su Mansion and propose marriage with great fanfare?

Su He knew that her feud with Baili Feng would inevitably pose a threat to her, and Lu Huaihe's actions were mostly to protect her.

After all, there is some sincerity in it.

She raised her eyes secretly and met Lu Huaihe's careful gaze.

Su He shrugged shyly, with a blush on her face.

"Don't be formal when you are with me," he said with a smile.

"it is good."

Servants came in one after another, and the round table was filled with signature dishes that were colorful, fragrant and delicious.

Lu Huaihe picked up a piece of soft and glutinous pork elbow with his chopsticks first. Pei Xia said that she particularly liked the roasted pork elbow from Fanlou.

Su He chewed slowly and ate seriously. From time to time, she looked up and found Lu Huaihe staring at her. She suddenly thought that this was her first meal with him, and there would be countless breakfasts, lunches and dinners in the future...

"Why is Lord Lu staring at me?"

Lu Huaihe tapped her head gently and said helplessly: "You don't need to use those official tricks in front of me."

The terms "Sir" and "Young Master" are just addresses given to outsiders.

Su He saw that his brows were slightly twisted, and her heart moved. After a brief thought, she called out a few words: "Got it, Lu Yuan."

In the adjacent private room, the servant who had just served dishes to Lu Huaihe and his friends stood timidly beside the screen and reported truthfully: "I saw that the woman brought by Lord Lu seemed to have some connection with the Second Prince?"

Behind the hazy screen, Baili Feng was holding a slender woman in his arms. After drinking a glass of wine, the woman leaned on his shoulder, drunken.

Hearing the servant's words, he sneered softly: "Lu Huaihe went to the Su family with great fanfare, wasn't it just to show me?"

The last time the arrow attacked Su He, it was deliberately missed, intending to give her a warning, but it seemed that she did not take it seriously.

On the contrary, Lord Lu, who had always been calm and steady, could no longer sit still and wanted to announce to the whole world that Su He was the one he was protecting.

Baili Feng pinched the woman's chin tightly, leaving several red marks where his nails were embedded.

"I have been fearless since I was a child. What qualifications does Lu Huaihe have to go against me except that he is the Minister of the Dali Temple? Wait until my aunt dies, and then we will see how he can still show off."

Baili Feng hates these people the most, as each of them comes out to block his path to imperial power.

It was obvious that he and Baili Juan were both princes, and it was obvious that he was more favored by the old emperor, and it was obvious that his mother was the most favored in the harem, but he was the one who became the crown prince?

One or two court officials who strictly abided by the teachings and rules said that they would serve the prince and would not change their original intentions, but in the end... the prince chosen by the old emperor was obviously him!

He just wanted to cultivate a few confidants and find some counselors, hoping to compete with the old emperor before his death. He didn't expect that he would be criticized by the world!

After Baili Feng drank a few glasses of wine, he thought about the troubles in his mind and his interest in having fun disappeared.

He pushed the woman lying on his shoulder to the side, poured a cup of hot and spicy wine, handed it to the servant and said, "Send it to Lu Yuan."

The waiter said hello and soon came to the next private room.

"There is a nobleman in Fanlou. I am sending this cup of wine to Lord Lu."

Su He saw the wine in the glass shaking slightly, and even accidentally spilled some of it.

"Can you tell me your name?" she asked.

The servant shook his head: "When the noble is angry, blood will flow like a river. I dare not say anything more."

Su He's eyes darkened, as if he guessed who it was.

When the noble is angry, blood flows like a river. Who else could it be except someone in the palace?

Lu Huaihe didn't care about it and said hello in a gentle voice.

After drinking it all in one gulp, he shook the glass and asked the servant to take it back to report.

After the door was closed again, Su He's cold expression slightly subsided, and he lowered his eyebrows and said softly: "You shouldn't drink his wine."

Baili Feng has so many secret tricks going on. Who knows what tricks he will play?

Lu Huaihe was already drunk, and after drinking the strong wine, his face immediately turned red. He propped his hand against his forehead, closed his eyes weakly, and said in a low voice, "It's okay."

Seeing that he was a little flushed, Su He subconsciously touched his warm forehead, but took her hand back after a moment, thinking that he would not get drunk just because of a glass of wine.

"Lu Huaihe, you...are you drunk?"

Or was it that she guessed right and there really was medicine in the wine?

After calling Lu Huaihe twice without any response, Su He became anxious and simply walked up to him and took his wrist to feel his pulse.

Perhaps due to the influence of alcohol, the blood circulation became faster and the pulse became stronger.

Apart from that, nothing else was found.

Su He closed his eyes and took his pulse carefully. Is there anything wrong with the wine?

Suddenly, the wrist under the touch of the fingertips turned intentionally. Su He opened her eyes abruptly and found her wrist handcuffed on the table. Lu Huaihe approached her and gently pinched her chin with one hand. Their eyes met, which was too ambiguous.

"Do you know how to heal?"

"When my brother was sick, doctors often visited our house. I learned a little bit, but I didn't study it in depth, so I'm not very proficient..."

He was too close, as if he would stick to me in the next second.

Su He leaned her waist against the edge of the table, tilted her head slightly, her eyes bright as water, like clear glass.

Smelling a hint of alcohol on Lu Huaihe, she turned her head slightly.

"Take my pulse. Any findings?"

Su He said: "The blood and energy are sufficient, and there is no disease or hindrance."

Lu Huaihe rubbed her chin with the tip of his thumb, looked at her quietly for a few seconds, and couldn't help but smile softly.

"Let's go back."

He let go of Su He, sat down on the fragrant wood armchair beside him, called Qing Yun in, and ordered, "Send the Madam back."

Husband...ma'am?

Qingyun readily agreed, while Su He was a little stunned and looked at him sideways: "You won't send me off in person?"

"I might have something to take care of."