How should we handle Lu Ying?
Her long lashes cast a dense shadow at the corners of her eyes, like the intertwined moments of their shared time.
She and Lu Ying had been entangled for years. She could never fully love him, yet she couldn't completely hate him either.
She slid the golden hairpin back into her bun: "Lu Ying has a spotless reputation both in court and beyond, with many supporters. Killing him outright would incite resentment toward Jiangnan from the officials and the common people alike. Brother, we can't be the villains here. It's better to place him under house arrest for now and wait to see how the Capital reacts."
"Fair enough." Luo Xibai chuckled again and said, "By the way, guess what I brought back for you?"
The maid brought out a bamboo basket and pulled back the brocade covering, revealing a barely month-old puppy inside.
Shen Yinning froze for a moment: "A puppy?"
