"Then I'm relieved." The old lady breathed a sigh of relief.
The old lady pondered for a while, and said: "What I told Little Xu was to get the Emperor to issue a decree to confer Lu Feifei, serving as a delaying tactic."
"To drag it out for a few days? It seems Grandmother knows something." Gu Lan's brow twitched, he said.
The old lady nodded, her seemingly cloudy eyes full of wisdom: "Actually, how could there be any home letter asking to confer you as the Princely Heir."
Gu Lan realized, she knew the old lady was making it up.
After all, the home letter written by Marquis Gu usually has one copy sent to the old lady and one to Madam Zhou, which Madam Zhou would let her read. But it's been several months since Madam Zhou last showed her a letter.
