Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter - Chapter 1222

Chapter 1222: Chapter 1213: Who is Playing the Zither? _1 Chapter 1222: Chapter 1213: Who is Playing the Zither? _1 “You can leave first.”

Lin Qingluo waved her hand, signaling the maids to retreat.

“Yes.”

The maids who served her closely understood and withdrew in a neat, orderly fashion.

“Qingluo, what’s going on?”

The Duchess of Zhen suddenly sensed something was wrong, and a bad feeling rushed to her heart.

Ye Xue’e and Second Aunt Lin also gathered around, their faces showing shock.

“The incident at the posthouse the day before yesterday has something to do with the Xichu Kingdom.”

Lin Qingluo did not hide the truth and informed them of what had happened.

“Oh my God.”

Ye Xue’e’s face turned pale from the shock, “How could there be such a vicious person?”

“No wonder Brother Yun stood up for her, this is truly a disaster from the heavens.”

Upon learning the truth, Second Aunt Lin felt some sympathy for the Princess of Xijin.

“This involves the relationships between countries. What does Brother Yun plan to do?”

As the wife of a military officer, the Duchess of Zhen had a deeper and clearer understanding of the situation.

“The Prince of Xijin is furious and vows to destroy Xichu to avenge his sister.”

Lin Qingluo told the truth: “He and Fourth Brother discussed joining forces with Fengqi and launching a pincer attack on Xichu, aiming to give the Xichu Monarch a fatal blow and completely eliminate any future threats.”

Second Aunt Lin’s nerves suddenly tensed: “Has Brother Yun agreed?”

Lin Qingluo’s eyelids lowered slightly: “Not yet.”

“Phew.”

Second Aunt Lin quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

“Second Aunt, do you disagree with going to war?”

Lin Qingluo had keen senses and could clearly feel her emotional changes without even looking up.

“Since ancient times, beautiful women have brought disaster. This kind of woman makes men fight for her, causing war and chaos.”

Second Aunt Lin revealed her dislike for war through her words, and the sympathy she had felt for the Princess of Xijin instantly vanished.

“As for going to war, Brother Yun cannot make the decision alone. It is up to the Old Master to make the final decision.”

Ye Xue’e saw the situation clearly and gently advised, “You don’t need to worry about this for now, and don’t fight with Brother Yun over it. It might harm the harmony between mother and son.”

“That’s true.”

The Duchess of Zhen, biased towards her grandson, revealed her mother-in-law’s authority: “Brother Yun has been working hard to deal with government affairs for Qingluo. He’s already tired enough, you shouldn’t drag him down and give others something to gossip about.”

“Mother-in-law…”

Second Aunt Lin was about to argue when Ye Xue’e quietly pulled her sleeve, signaling her not to make another sound.

Second Aunt Lin’s mouth twitched a few times before awkwardly closing.

“Since this matter involves Xichu, we can forget about the princess.”

The Duchess of Zhen nodded in satisfaction and assigned tasks to the two daughters-in-law: “You two go take a walk in the garden and pick a few suitable candidates for Brother Zhou from the noble ladies of Capital City.”

“Alright.”

Second Aunt Lin was feeling upset and wanted to go outside for some air, so she agreed very readily.

Ye Xue’e, wanting to comfort her, agreed with a smile, accompanying her out of the warm pavilion.

“Qingluo, you should go out and have fun.”

The Duchess of Zhen looked back at her granddaughter, her eyes filled with laughter and wrinkles: “There’s no need to stay here with this old lady.”

Just as Lin Qingluo was about to speak, a melodious and pleasant sound of a zither came from the garden.

The beautiful melody, like jade beads falling onto a plate, attracted people to stop and watch, searching for the elegant and charming figure of the person playing the zither.

A gentle breeze blew, carrying the sound of the zither, and suddenly, birds flew in from all directions.

Following the little kingfisher’s lead, they chirped cheerfully, circling the Duke of Zhen’s residence along with the heavenly zither music.

“Who’s playing the zither?”

The Duchess of Zhen was mesmerized and stood up from her chair.

“Qingluo, accompany grandmother to the garden.”

Lin Qingluo listened to the cheerful chirps and knew what was going on. She secretly encouraged her grandmother.