"Sister Qingya, don't doubt my words. After all, you becoming my father's aunt is also good for me." Lu Xiang smiled slightly.

So don't hesitate and go for it, girl.

Zhao Qingya struggled for a long time: "Miss Third, please give me permission to think about it."

"Okay." Lu Xiang said, "I'm waiting for my sister's answer."

Zhao Qingya nodded and left.

After she left, Qiao Jingru and Ding's mother walked out of the inner room, and Lu Xiang poured Qiao Jingru a cup of tea.

"How likely do you think Zhao Qingya is to agree?"

Lu Xiang said: "Ninety percent."

Qiao Jingru looked at her in surprise: "Are you so sure that she wants to be father's concubine? Then why is there still 10%?"

"Another achievement is her sincerity towards her eldest brother."

Qiao Jingru suddenly couldn't laugh or cry: "Xiangxiang, I can't stand being scared now." If Zhao Qingya really has a deep love for Lu Chao, can she still stop him?

"Sister-in-law, don't panic. Because she didn't nod, I can't say enough. But since Zhao Qingya said she'd consider it, it's a sure thing." Lu Xiang said.

Qiao Jingru nodded: "Well, no matter what the outcome is, thank you for considering me so much."

"My sister-in-law said that and she went out of her way."

…

Zhao Qingya came to see Lu Xiang the next day, which was faster than Lu Xiang expected.

"Sister Qingya, have you thought about it?"

"My slave has thought about it." Looking at Lu Xiang, who had bright eyes and white teeth in front of her, Zhao Qingya looked a little unnatural: "This slave wants to live a wealthy life and does not want to be the enemy of the third lady."

This means giving up Lu Chao and becoming Lu Youping's aunt.

The corners of Lu Xiang's lips raised slightly, revealing a shallow smile: "I don't want to antagonize Sister Qingya and embarrass Mother Wen. Then my grandmother's heart will be hurt."

"Please ask the third young lady and the eldest mistress to take more care of you in the future." Seeing that Lu Xiang didn't mean to ridicule her, Zhao Qingya smiled softly.

"Sister, you're welcome. When you become my father's aunt, you will be half of our elders."

"What should I do next, slave?" Zhao Qingya asked.

Lu Xiang walked up to her and whispered in her ear.

The evening glow was magnificent. Lu Xiang took Qiao Jingru to Fuyuantang for dinner and asked Wen's mother to cook more of her specialty dishes.

The old lady poked Lu Xiang's forehead and said with a smile: "Why don't you make so many demands when you come to have a meal?"

Lu Xiang held the old lady's arm and rubbed her shoulder, coquettishly: "Grandma, if you dislike me so much, I will be sad."

"Come on, come on, let grandma see how sad you are." The old lady held Lu Xiang's face and kneaded her like dough: "Well, the sad ones are deformed. It seems that I will feed you later."

Some delicious food.”

"Mother Wen, did you burn your elbow yesterday? It's just burning today." Lu Xiang stretched her neck and let the old lady rub her face into a round shape, which made the old lady laugh.

"It comes from the smell, you are a dog, right?"

Wen's mother heard Lu Xiang's words outside the house and took the opportunity to come in: "In addition to the sauced elbows, my slave also made steamed duck and abalone. The third lady will open them up to eat later."

"Well, eat, grandma will feed you until you are fat and white." The old lady hugged Lu Xiang and said happily.

Lu Xiang subconsciously pinched the fat on his waist and sighed softly.

Since her father hired a new cook to cook Sichuan cuisine, she has not exercised any restraint in her diet and seems to have gained a lot of weight.

Do you have to eat less if you have taboos?

That's what he thought, but when he saw a table of delicious food, Lu Xiang had already forgotten about the taboo.

"Grandma, you eat too." Lu Xiang ate happily and picked up some vegetables for the old lady.

The old lady's eyes were so fond that she could shed tears, and she did not forget to greet Qiao Jingru: "Jingru, you should also eat more. It's hard work just taking over the affairs of the house."

Qiao Jingru smiled movedly and said, "With the trust of my grandmother and father, it won't be hard."

Even if the people below have some small ideas, she can solve them.

"This soup tastes great, why haven't I tried it before?" Lu Xiang said suddenly.

The old lady smiled and said: "This lotus root soup is made by Qingya."

"Grandma, has dad had dinner? Ask sister Qingya to scoop a bowl and give it to dad." Lu Xiang put down the soup bowl and looked at the old lady and said.

The old lady was startled, and then she showed a look of relief. A loving father and a filial daughter were what she was most happy to see.

So he quickly called Zhao Qingya over without asking his servant Lu Youping if he had had dinner.

"This soup tastes good, Miss San. You can take a cup and bring it to the master in the front yard."

Zhao Qingya suppressed the pounding heart in her chest and responded calmly: "Yes, I will go right away."

As she said that, she didn't dare to look at Lu Xiang for a second time, fearing that others would notice her because of her nervousness, so she took the lotus root soup and went to the front yard.

After dinner, the two left Fuyuantang.

On a late autumn night, even the breath you exhale is filled with white mist.

Qiao Jingru gathered her cloak and walked side by side with Lu Xiang: "Can Zhao Qingya succeed?"

"It's okay. If it doesn't work once, there will be another time. Besides, my father is not Liu Xiahui." Lu Xiang was not anxious at all.

Now they are in the light, and their father is in the dark. Zhao Qingya is calculating mentally but not intentionally. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, she must be more urgent than them.

"Yes." Qiao Jingru nodded absently.

Lu Xiang rubbed her cold fingers and said to Qiao Jingru: "Sister-in-law, the Queen has given me many small hand warmers. They are exquisite and beautiful. Come here tomorrow to pick out a few."

Qiao Jingru waved her hands in fear: "That's what the Queen gave you. How can I ask for it?"

How many are you asking her to pick?

She was shivering a little.

"It doesn't matter. I'm kind and don't care who I give it to, and I don't give it to anyone else." Good things should be shared with those close to you.

Lu Xiang's smiling eyes were so cute, and Qiao Jingru felt warm in her heart: "Well, then I'll pick one."

"Okay." She will also send two to her grandmother tomorrow.

Early the next morning, Lu Xiang came to Fuyuantang in a hurry. Seeing her solemn expression, Wen's mother couldn't help but wonder: "Why is the third lady here so early?"

The old lady loves the third lady very much, so she never forces the third lady to get up early and come over to say hello.

"Mother Wen, is grandma up?" Lu Xiang asked.

As soon as she spoke, cold air came out of her mouth, causing her to sneeze involuntarily.

Mother Wen suddenly felt distressed, and hurriedly pulled her into the house: "The old lady has always been a light sleeper, and she has already gotten up. I am going to get hot water for the old lady to wash herself. Is there something wrong with the third lady coming here so early?"

"Something happened to sister Qingya."

Mother Wen was shocked and didn't even bother to fetch hot water: "What's wrong with Qingya?"

"Don't worry, Mother Wen. She's fine. Let's go find grandma first. Don't let anyone else come near the house for now."

Mother Wen nodded blankly, gave a few instructions to the maid in the courtyard before entering the house, and then closed the door.
Chapter completed!