"Don't do it, Miss Lu, I advise you, don't act like this, it will frighten Mr. Balang. Mr. Balang will cry and follow you. The eldest lady may not be happy when he sees it, but he has changed his mind.

." Luo Po stepped between Lu Ning and the mother-in-law holding the child, and reminded her in a low voice.

Lu Ning couldn't stop crying. She didn't dare to cry loudly for fear of waking up the sleeping Eight Lang Jun.

"Think carefully about whether it is better for this child to grow up with you or with the eldest lady? The head of the family is still young and powerful, and there will be more children in the future. As a bastard, Mr. Eighth Prince will not be a big deal then." Luo

Po continued to analyze the stakes for Lu Ning.

After hearing this, Lu Ning immediately shed tears and nodded: "Manager Luo, I'll just take another look at Mr. Eight Lang..."

Luo Po saw Lu Ning's interest and got out of the way.

Lu Ning took a few steps forward, her eyes dim with tears, and gently reached out her hand, touched the sleeping little face of Balang Jun, and kissed his forehead, then reluctantly raised her head and nodded to the mother-in-law who was holding the child to indicate that it was OK.

Seeing that Lu Ning was interested, the mother-in-law immediately wrapped herself in a quilt and went out with the child in her arms.

Seeing this, Po Luo nodded with satisfaction: "That's right. How could a good mother prevent her son from having a better life? You also know the temperament of the eldest lady. Although she is a bit stronger, she is not that vicious, Mr. Balang.

If you go there, life will only get better and better."

"Excuse me, Manager Luo, for making this trip." Lu Ning squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, gave Luo Po a half salute, and respectfully escorted Luo Po out of the tent.

When Luo Po was about to leave the tent, she turned back to Lu Ning and said, "You are a smart person, and your happy days will come later."

Lu Ning accepted it with a forced smile and respectfully sent Luo Po off. When Luo Po was out of sight, she collapsed to the ground, clutching her chest and burst into tears silently.

Upon seeing this, Meiji Qingyun and Cuixia hurriedly came up to comfort Lu Ning and helped her up from the ground, who was lying on the ground crying.

"A lowly person is a lowly person. Even if he follows a noble person, he is still a lowly person. Do you want to change your destiny? Wishful thinking!" Lu Ning laughed miserably.

"..." Meiji Qingyun and Cuixia are also low-born. They also want to live a wealthy life by clinging to noble people. If they don't want to be looked down upon, what can they gain by fighting like this?

"It's a pity that I was too young at that time. When my wife asked me if I would like to serve the master of the house, I saw the wealth and honor. I was so obsessed with it that I insisted on marrying her as a concubine. The children I gave birth to were inferior because of my mother! Now I can have a better mother.

, I should be happy!" After Lu Ning said this sadly, she hugged her head and cried.

Qingyun and Cuixia were also hurt by others, and they hugged each other and cried.

After crying for half a stick of incense, Lu Ning stopped crying and said with a smile: "This can be regarded as Mr. Ba Lang's luck. My mother is of low status. He has the opportunity to change his mother. Naturally, I am happy for him. This is also

As a mother, I am the only thing I can do for him."

Qingyun also wiped away his tears and echoed: "That's the truth, this is a happy event!"

The eldest lady took the Eighth Prince away at this time, wasn't she just worried that her son would have some shortcomings, and that the eldest lady would get married in the future? Fortunately, she would have someone to rely on in her mother's family? She would definitely not treat the Eighth Prince badly!

"Your good days will definitely come later!" Cuixia also agreed to comfort Ninglu. She gave birth to a daughter, and if the guarantee was not enough, she would have to rely on Lu Ning to give birth to a son.

It was already dark, and Lin Zhihuang didn't know that she had been out for a while. Mrs. Pei was so worried about making arrangements for her future that she took Hu Hong and Hu San back to the camp by the river alone.

From a distance, Lin Zhihuang saw a torch burning at the entrance of the camp. As the carriage drove forward, he saw clearly that Dou Tu and Wen Nanfang were waiting at the entrance of the camp.

"It's cold, why don't you wait in the tent?" Lin Zhihuang stepped forward and helped the two people who were about to bow and bow with concern.

"Lord, you are finally back, we are very worried!" Dou Tu stood up and did not let Lin Zhihuang really help him. Wen Nannan didn't know Lin Zhihuang's true gender, but Dou Tu was really a

It's clear, how dare you offend.

"My lord, why did you come back so late?" Wen Nanfang asked.

"Let's talk after we go in."

Dou Tu and Wen Nannan welcomed Lin Zhihuang into the tent.

"How was your lord's meeting with King Lu today?" As soon as Lin Zhihuang entered the tent, Wen Nanfang asked again in a low voice.

"Today, my father is the protagonist. I am just a naive child, and I should play a supporting role."

"Innocent and childish?" Wen Nannan stopped following the steps, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Lin Zhihuang chuckled lightly, walked up to the first son, and continued: "My father has successfully surrendered to King Lu's tent, and is highly valued. King Lu left him to sleep today, so he has not returned."

Lin Zhihuang sat down at his head and recounted in detail what happened in King Lu's camp today.

After hearing this, Wen Nanfang and Dou Tu bowed their hands in unison and congratulated: "Congratulations, lord, for completing the first step of the plan."

Lin Zhihuang nodded and smiled happily: "If done properly, my father will be able to legitimately take over the position of governor of Lixian County."

"Lord Gao Zhi!" Dou Tu praised excitedly.

Wen Nanfang didn't know the details of Lin Zhihuang. How could Dou Tu, as an old slave of the Lin family, not know Lin Zhihuang's true gender? The master was not only young, but also a woman. A woman who could have such wisdom was truly a god in heaven.

Dou Tu was the second theist after Lin Zheyun. Fortunately, Lin Zhihuang didn't know what these two people were thinking. If he knew, he would definitely vomit three liters of blood.

"Lord, would you like to arrange for the more than a thousand soldiers under your command now to be ready to break camp on time at nine o'clock tomorrow?" Wen Nanfang reminded in a low voice.

"Well, that's right! I'll leave the logistics and supplies to you. Dou Tu, you are responsible for leading the army to prepare and set off at the end of the day. You can follow behind King Lu's army smoothly!" Lin Zhihuang continued the order.

"No!" The two of them followed the order and left.

Lin Zhihuang looked at the backs of the two people walking away in a hurry, and his eyes once again ignited the blazing fire of ambition that no one could see.
Chapter completed!