Lu Ziyuan closed his eyes in pain.
His brief life was indeed laughable; he believed himself to be smarter than anyone, strategizing and indulging in the games of the court, manipulating people as if they were pawns.
The beloved girl was already in his arms, yet others refused to allow him to live peacefully, constant assassinations and schemes forcing him to chase after greater power and fame.
He hid his weaknesses well; no one could discover them.
Even the foolish girl herself was deceived.
He always felt he had arranged everything perfectly.
The two women were people from the Lu Family's second branch, and his Wanwan was the heir's wife, no one would dare to offend her.
As long as she was willing, she could completely ignore them; no one would disturb her peace.
And the ladies of the Lu Family, to compensate, would only be more lenient to her; her days in the backyard wouldn't be difficult.
