Seeing Lu Jingxing like this, Wanyun tried to persuade him, "My lord, there's an old saying: the sky is going to rain, and a mother is going to remarry..."
Lu Jingxing glared at Wanyun.
Wanyun boldly continued, "That's just how the old saying goes. What's so wrong with Mother wanting to remarry?
She went through so much to give birth to you and raise you. Can it be that you don't want her to find happiness?"
Lu Jingxing said, "This matter concerns the dignity of the Imperial Family."
Wanyun retorted, "What dignity do you think the Imperial Family has left? Didn't your own grandfather, Emperor Yingzong, take one of Emperor Yuanzong's concubines as his Imperial Concubine?
If Empress Dowager Wu hadn't intervened, Emperor Yingzong would have made his own father's concubine the Empress.
And what about Emperor Yuanzong's fourth daughter, Princess Shunde? Didn't she steal her own niece's husband?
What dignity does the Lu Family's Imperial line have left in the eyes of the world?"
