May this scumbag husband, who favored his concubine over his wife, rest in peace.

When Lu Chengyuan returned in the evening, he learned that the Wu brothers had arrived, so he went to the front yard himself.

At that time, the two Wu brothers were having a meal together.

The Lu residence not only had a good environment, but the food was also several times better than what they had eaten in Lingnan. Even Wu Lichuan lost his composure for a moment and ate a little too fast. As for Wu Jingchen, his face was already covered in grease.

"Sister, I want another chicken leg!" Wu Jingchen looked at the maid with a pitiful expression.

The maid looked troubled: "Young master, eating too much meat all of a sudden will upset your stomach. How about we eat it tomorrow?"

Wu Jingchen wasn't one to argue unreasonably, so he could only nod and obediently sit back down and pick up the white porridge.

Lu Chengyuan arrived at this time.

He was tall, and even in casual clothes, the imposing presence of his height was still undeniable.

Therefore, as soon as he arrived, Wu Jingchen immediately put down the porridge in his hand, and even the meat he had just eaten no longer tasted good.

This person looks terrifying, even more terrifying than the people in Lingnan who whip them at the drop of a hat!

The person in front of him gave him the feeling that he was about to draw his sword at any moment!

Wu Jingchen quietly moved closer to Wu Lichuan.

Wu Lichuan stood up and cupped his hands in greeting to the newcomer: "You must be Lord Lu."

Lu Chengyuan glanced at Wu Jingchen, who looked like a chick, and then looked at Wu Lichuan: "I came here to ask you a question: if you were to be summoned to the Golden Palace in a few days and have your family's grievances told before His Majesty, would you dare?"

The words "Golden Palace" and "Emperor" would likely leave most people stunned.

But Wu Lichuan was not afraid at all.

Wu Jingchen's face was beaming with joy: "Lord Lu, are we about to regain our innocence?"

"All I can offer is a chance. Whether it works out in the end depends on yourselves."

The exoneration of the Wu family will inevitably involve Emperor Xian's edict, which is the foundation upon which the Prince of Wei entered the court. In other words, if the Wu family rises, the Prince of Wei will fall.

This matter is of great importance, and Lu Chengyuan is not optimistic.

The Wu brothers exchanged a glance, their resolve unwavering.

Wu Lichuan had personally experienced the Wu family's rise and fall, and knew the extent of the decline best. Wu Jingchen's feelings might not have been as deep, but he had also watched helplessly as his family was destroyed and his family members left one by one.

They struggled to survive in Lingnan, all for this day.

Even if it fails, so what? At worst, we'll just die.

They are not even afraid of living, so how could they be afraid of dying?

Seeing that the two brothers remained steadfast in their resolve, Lu Chengyuan was finally at ease: "I will come and call you once things are settled over there."

"Thank you, Lord Lu."

After finishing his business, Lu Chengyuan turned and left.

The two brothers exchanged a glance, their eyes barely able to conceal their joy.

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Now that we're in the front yard, Wenxi's residence is not far away.

Although Lu Chengyuan hadn't paid much attention to the child before, Wen Yuanshu was still quite frightened by what happened a few days ago, let alone the child.

So Lu Chengyuan turned around and went directly to Wen Xi's courtyard.

Then I saw the child practicing horse stance in the yard.

Seeing him approach, Wen Xi quickly stopped and stood up to greet him: "Father."

Lu Chengyuan looked him up and down and said, "Hmm."

His arrival was so sudden that Wen Xi had no idea why he had come.

With Wen Yuanshu absent, the interaction between the nominal father and son was extremely awkward.

Lu Chengyuan coughed and said, "There's no rush to practice martial arts. Rest for a few days and practice again when you've recovered."

Wen Xi shook his head: "My son started later than others. If he doesn't work harder, I'm afraid he won't achieve anything in the future."

The events on Mount Fuku made him clearly realize the gap between himself and those who had practiced martial arts since childhood.

If you start late, you can only work twice as hard.

He would never allow the abduction to happen again.