For half a month straight, Lu Xiu had claimed illness and taken leave. Only today did he finally go to court.
Liang Wan had no idea how the Duke Mansion had dealt with the aftermath of that day. After all, she was confined to this small courtyard, almost completely cut off from the world.
Unless Lu Xiu spoke, she had no way of knowing anything.
Forget killing Gao Qian—if this continued, Gao Qian might not even remember she existed. Entering the palace again would be utterly impossible.
Liang Wan had reason to believe Lu Xiu was doing this on purpose, just to keep an eye on her and make her understand that assassinating the Emperor was a hopeless endeavor.
So as not to become completely isolated, Liang Wan made a point to visit the Grandmaster every day. One day she would bring a few pastries, the next she would brew a pot of fine tea, and the day after that she would stew a bowl of rich soup...
