Shang Lu suddenly became hoarse. The maid was startled by her excited voice, which offended her nerves again and hurriedly retreated...

Yueyang tiptoed in and saw Shang Lu lying on the bed.

Although he had been prepared in his heart, he was still shocked. As expected, the old woman couldn't stand the torture. After that night, Shang Lu had aged at least seven or eight years, and she looked almost 40 years old.

With sympathy on his face, he asked Shang Lu about his condition and said, "I went to ask Guo Sizi today to help me make peace. Can I come and treat you?"

Shang Lu said angrily: "Tell me, who asked you to beg that bitch? I don't want her to treat her. I just want to see if Uncle Murong will punish her."

Yueyang didn't want to provoke her anymore and said: "It turns out that Lord Shang Gong is not happy, so let's forget about it."

Shang Lu choked and had to pretend to be honest: "Although I hate that bitch, I can't bear to reject your kindness."

Yueyang could only pretend not to understand. Anyway, he didn't do it for the sake of showing off, it was mainly for others to see.

After all, he used the resources given by Shang Lu to advance to the seventh level, and the second-level bodyguards were also given by Shang Lu. Therefore, he had to draw a clear line between him and Shang Lu, but he could not suddenly colden other people's hearts.

However, from Yueyang's perspective, Shanglu was already a broken ship and had no investment value.

It's just that he wanted to invest in the concubine's side, but he couldn't.

If he wants to have a good relationship with his concubine, His Highness must not go crazy.

A man doesn't want his woman to be intimate with another man.

He is thirty years old and has plans to get married, but Shang Lu has been given up by him. The only one left with all the plans is Guo Sizi.

Guo Sizi is definitely an excellent marriage partner, but Yueyang feels that he is not good enough for her.

Gee, it’s not easy to hug big legs.

Murong Liushang and Guo Linhai's big legs in Fengcheng had already been hugged by countless people, but it was not his turn.

It’s really hard to find some resources.

Shang Lu took a breath: "What did Guo Sizi say?"

Yueyang thought to himself, after I circled around like that just now, you can understand what I mean, right?

As you get older, you have to live like a dog. If you have to let people explain it clearly, everyone will look bad.

"Probably, no."

Shang Lu's face was twisted, he gritted his teeth, and after a while he said: "Yuoyang, do one thing for me, send a letter to the Shang family. I'm like this now, so I have to ask my family to give me some resources to help me.

Otherwise, I will end up crippled, what will I do in the future?"

Yueyang didn't think about other places and nodded: "Okay."

Shang Lu only has one hand, so writing is inconvenient.

Yueyang said very considerately: "How about I write it for you?"

Shang Lu shook his head: "My family didn't know it was me until they saw my handwriting."

After hearing this, Yueyang didn't force it. He helped Shang Lu lay out the kang table with paper and pen, and watched what Shang Lu was thinking about while writing.

In order to avoid suspicion, he stood relatively far away, but his eyesight was sharp, and he could roughly see the nature of the content with just a few casual glances.

Shang Lu was usually considered a half-talented woman, and she especially liked to pretend to be elegant, but this letter was written in an incomprehensible way. The content seemed reasonable, but the sentences were very awkward.

Although Yueyang's family is a commoner, he has good talents, so he has gone to school seriously since he was a child. It is strange to see this content.

What happened to Shang Lu?

I haven't heard anyone say that cutting off a hand can damage one's intelligence.
Chapter completed!