Chapter 809 Shivering From Being Excited

Wanyan Jin nodded lightly, with a faint smile on his lips, "I'm sorry."

The official of the Ministry of Rites was stunned.

Didn't Wan Yan Jin say that he was insidious, cunning, ambitious, and very vicious? How could he be different from the person in front of him? On the contrary, it feels very polite.

The official from the Ministry of Rituals was puzzled, but he didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly made a gesture of invitation, "Please!"

Besides, Lu Hetian galloped back to Duke Zhen's mansion on horseback.

As soon as he stepped into the gate of the mansion, he took off his helmet, held it in his arms, and walked quickly towards Fanghua Garden.

"Duke." Seeing him, the servants hurriedly saluted.

Lu Hetian stopped suddenly, feeling a little nervous in his heart, paused, and looked at the servant beside him, "Where is Madam?"

The servant replied respectfully: "In Fushou Hall."

Hearing this, Lu Hetian turned around and walked towards Fushoutang.

He had already received a letter from his mother.

The letter not only stated that Wei Wei was pregnant with the dragon's heir, but also talked about the changes that happened at home after he left.

Lu Yunshuang was not his daughter, and nothing happened between him and the Zheng family back then, Lihua had already forgiven him.

He didn't care whether Lu Yunshuang was his daughter or not, he only cared about Lihua.

Lihua forgave him...

Just thinking of this made his heart swell, his body's exhaustion was swept away, and his cold facial features softened.

When he stepped into the courtyard of Fushou Hall, his footsteps stopped suddenly, and his eyes were fixed on the woman standing under the eaves not far away.

He was afraid that he was dreaming, and when he woke up, Li Hua still hated him...

The news that Lu Hetian will be back today has already been sent back to Duke Zhen's mansion.

Therefore, when Ling Lihua was with the old lady today, she was a little absent-minded.

The old lady spoke to her, but she didn't hear clearly.

"Lihua, go and help me welcome Shenzhi. It's snowing outside, so I won't go out." The old lady said kindly.

Ling Lihua came back to her senses, took the umbrella that Aunt Lan handed her, and went out of the house.

In fact, the snow had already stopped, and Ling Lihua knew that this was an excuse for the old matriarch to ask her to meet Lu Hetian.

She was holding an umbrella, and as soon as she went out, she saw the man rushing into the yard.

She gasped for breath and stopped in her tracks.

After some distance, she still saw the fire in the man's eyes.

She closed her eyes, and when she was a little at a loss, she suddenly saw snowflakes floating in the sky, and it was getting bigger and bigger.

After a while, Lu Hetian's hair and shoulders were covered with snow.

But he didn't feel cold at all, his heart was unusually fiery.

Seeing him standing still like a stone sculpture, Ling Lihua suppressed the tension in her heart, and said angrily, "Why don't you come in?"

After speaking, thinking of the umbrella in his hand, he opened it immediately, went down the steps, and greeted him.

A smile suddenly appeared on Lu Hetian's cold face, and he walked towards her quickly.

Ling Lihua put the umbrella on his head, her eyes dodged, but she didn't dare to look at him.

Lu Hetian took her hand and looked at him without blinking.

Ling Lihua shivered from his cold hands.

He noticed it, and immediately let go of her hand, scratched his head, smiled a little shyly, "Lihua, are you cold?" But he didn't dare to touch her again.

Ling Lihua rolled his eyes at him, "Of course it's cold standing in the snow."

Only then did Lu Hetian react belatedly, and smiled a little foolishly, "I forgot, then let's go in quickly."

Seeing him like this, Ling Lihua pursed her lower lip, a smile finally appeared in her cold eyes, "Yeah."