"Don't, elder brother! If you injure me, how will I be able to handle things?"
"Take care of yourself. I'll have someone keep an eye on you!" Lu Xingchi said, flicked his sleeve, and galloped off on horseback.
As his voice faded, the laziness on Lu Xinghe's face instantly disappeared, replaced by seriousness and contemplation.
He stared intently at the woman in the portrait: this Consort Liu looked very familiar.
But where exactly had he seen her before?
With his memory, it was impossible that he couldn't recall!
Had all these years of drinking truly muddled his brain?
Wei Shang had failed to obtain Su Luo's portrait.
To his credit, the Empress had some skill. He sought out people who had met her in the South Border, but none of them would betray her, no matter what.
Even if it cost them their lives!
This only made Wei Shang more curious about this woman.
