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Chapter 809 - Shivered From The Chill

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Chapter 809 Shivered From The Chill

Translator: EndlessFantasy TranslationEditor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Wanyan Jin lifted his head lightly. There was a small smile on his lips. “Thank you for the trouble.”

The officials at the Ministry of Rites were stunned.

They had heard that Wanyan Jin was ruthless and cunning. He was supposed to be wildly ambitious and cruel in nature, so why was the person in front of them so different? He was giving off a sense of incredible

politeness.

The Ministry of Rites officials did not know what to make of this, but they did not dare delay things any longer and quickly gestured in a direction, “Please head this way!”

Meanwhile, Lu Hetian had galloped his way back to the Grand Duke Mansion.

The moment he stepped into the mansion, he took off his helmet and held it in the crook of his arm as he strode quickly toward Fragrant Blooms Court.

“Grand Duke.” His servants quickly bowed when they saw him.

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Lu Hetian suddenly stopped in his steps. He felt slightly nervous as he paused to take a look at the servant next to him.

“Where is Madam?”

The servant replied respectfully, “At Longevity Hall.”

Lu Hetian immediately turned and walked toward Longevity Hall when he heard this.

He had received his mother’s letter earlier.

The letter had not only informed him of Weiwei being pregnant with the imperial family’s heir, but it had also told him about what had happened at home since he left.

Lu Yunshuang was not his daughter and it turned out nothing had happened between him and Madam Zheng all those years ago. Lihua had already forgiven him.

The thought alone filled up his heart and the fatigue he was experiencing vanished in an instant. The cold, hard look on his face also softened.

He stopped in his footsteps when he stepped into the courtyard of Longevity Hall. His eyes stared intently at a woman standing under the corridor not far off.

He was afraid that he was dreaming and that when he woke up, Lihua would still be hating him…

The news of Lu Hetian returning today had spread throughout the Grand Duke Mansion.

That was why Ling Lihua’s mind had wandered off elsewhere when she was accompanying the Dowager Duchess today.

She was not able to listen to most of what the Dowager Duchess was telling her.

“Lihua, go on and help me welcome Shenzhi home. It’s snowing out there, and I don’t think I should be out,” the Dowager Duchess said benevolently.

Ling Lihua gave a start and took the umbrella passed to her by Aunt Lan as she left the room.

The snow had already stopped and Ling Lihua knew that the Dowager Duchess had given her an excuse to welcome Lu Hetian home.

Ling Lihua gripped the umbrella and immediately spotted the man rushing into the courtyard the moment she came out.

Her breath was caught in her throat as she paused in her footsteps.

There was some distance between them, but she could already see the burning passion in the man’s eyes.

She closed her eyes and was feeling uncertain of what to do. Right then, snowflakes suddenly floated down from the sky and it looked like the snowfall was starting to get heavier.

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Lu Hetian’s hair and shoulders were quickly covered in snow.

However, he did not feel the cold at all. His heart was burning unusually hot…

Ling Lihua suppressed the nervousness she was feeling when she saw him standing still like a statue. She said with some annoyance, “Why aren’t you coming in?”

With that, she suddenly remembered her umbrella and opened it. She walked down the steps toward him.

Asmile suddenly appeared on Lu Hetian’s cold, hard face. He quickly walked toward her as well.

Ling Lihua sheltered him with the umbrella, but her eyes darted away, not daring to look at him.

Lu Hetian took the opportunity to hold her hand, his eyes stealing occasional looks at her.

Ling Lihua shivered from the chill of his ice-cold hand.

He noticed her reaction and immediately let go. He scratched his head and smiled a little shyly. “Lihua, do you feel cold?”

He did not try to touch her again.

Ling Lihua rolled her eyes at him. “Of course, I’m feeling cold when I’m standing in the snow.”

Lu Hetian seemed to realize this a little late as he gave a silly smile. “I’ve forgotten about that. Let’s head inside quickly.”

Ling Lihua pursed her lips at his reaction and a hint of a smile finally appeared in her cold, distant eyes. “Alright.”.

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