Clearly, this child is Cui Ji's, and has nothing to do with Lu Ying.
But Lu Jiazhe inexplicably felt uneasy, not daring to call Cui Ji "adoptive father" anymore: "No… it's nothing…"
Lu Ying cast a glance at the wet nurse.
The wet nurse understood immediately, quickly stepped forward to take the baby from him, not allowing Lu Jiazhe to keep running around holding the child.
Lu Jiazhe backed away to Wen Liluo's side. Noticing the mocking glint in the young lady's eyes, he coughed lightly, feigning nonchalance: "You wouldn't understand. My royal elder brother has a bad temper and likes chopping off heads, so I usually just try to stay out of his way…"
Wen Liluo snorted softly, puffing up with pride and decidedly ignoring him.
Huo Mingxu showed up too.
He loved the bustle, yet ironically had no friends in the Capital, so whenever there was a banquet or gathering, he always liked to pop in and have a look.
