"What do you mean?" Xie Wanqing raised her eyes. "You want to confine me?"
Lu Ziyuan ignored her question and merely said, "Mingjian will stay in the Capital. You must hand-copy a Buddhist Scripture for him every day, and no one else is allowed to do it for you."
As his words fell, the room descended into dead silence.
... Simply absurd.
Not only Xie Wanqing, even Lu Ziyuan observing it all was feeling the absurdity of it.
He understood himself, the more absurd things were, the more likely there was a hidden story behind it.
It seemed like he had truly encountered a formidable opponent in this world?
But Xie Wanqing couldn't understand, she never did understand him, as his mind was deep and never exposed.
She once believed they were mutually in love, but after marrying, that confidence had long disappeared.
Yet, she couldn't fathom why he would treat her like this. Even if he disliked her, there was no need to torment her like this, was there?
