Thinking of this, he glanced at the child, and the resemblance to the General was uncanny.
He vaguely suspected something in his heart.
"Madam, meeting with the Emperor is such a joyous occasion."
Joyous occasion? It might not be a joyous occasion. Whoever wants it can have it, Lin Qiao certainly doesn't want it. The waters in the Capital run deep; any slight carelessness could be fatal.
She refused, "No need. Ling'er and I are country folk. It wouldn't be good if we accidentally caused offense. Later you can just tell General Song that I'm not feeling well..."
The butler suddenly interrupted, "General, the Madam said they are not going."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiao followed his gaze and looked back. The man, who was dressed in black earlier this morning, had changed into dark blue attire. His hair was tied up with a hair crown, and the stubble had been shaved off.
He looked much more handsome than a few days ago.
