Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

1702 As Agonizing As Roasting Her Over A Fire

Lu Liangwei nodded.
“I’ve given the House’s token of authority to the Emperor.
He should have sent out some of the members to search for her.”

“I see.
I’ll ask your father and brother to lead a search party too,” said Ling Lihua.
“That’s a good idea.” Lu Liangwei had intended to keep Ji’er’s disappearance from her parents at first to avoid making her elderly grandmother worry, but since they had found out, she did not have to hide it from them anymore.

“By the way, how did you know Ji’er was missing?”

…

“Ji Lingxiu told us,” said Ling Lihua.

“Ji Lingxiu?” Lu Liangwei was surprised, but it did not take long for her to connect the dots, and her eyes narrowed.
“Is Ji’er’s disappearance related to Ji Linghui?”

“That’s right.” Ling Lihua then told her about Ji Lingxiu visiting the Grand Duke Mansion to reveal what Ji Linghui had done.

Lu Liangwei was enraged to hear this.

She regretted not killing Ji Linghui back then.
Leaving that pest alive only ended up making Ji’er and the Emperor miserable and giving everyone else a hard time.

“Butler Zhao!” Livid, Lu Liangwei immediately summoned Zhao Qian.
“Pass on my order for Ji Linghui to be secretly executed.”

Zhao Qian was astounded, but he soon figured out the situation.

Before his master had departed from the imperial capital, he had instructed him to uncover the culprit who had conspired with the Southern Xinjiang princess.
In the past two days, he had found clues that pointed to the batch of palace maids released several years ago, but he did not expect Ji Linghui to be the one pulling the strings.

Zhao Qian was furious as well.
If it had not been for Ji Linghui, this rift between Princess Ji’er and Master would not have happened.

“I’ll see to her execution right away.” The gossiping palace maid had to be dealt with as well.

After Zhao Qian was gone, Lu Liangwei rubbed her brow wearily.

She could vent her anger by killing Ji Linghui, but Ji’er was still missing, and there would definitely be a wall between her and the Emperor after she came back.

“Don’t worry too much about it, Weiwei.
I’m free, anyway—I’ll leave the palace now and go with your father and brother to search for Ji’er,” said Ling Lihua.

“I’ll go too, Mother,” Chu Jiu offered.

“Very well,” Ling Lihua agreed and said to Lu Xue, “Xue’er, stay in the palace with your aunt for a bit more, will you? You can go home on your own later.”

“Yes, Grandmother,” Lu Xue answered obediently.

Lu Liangwei longed to search for Ji’er herself too.
Asking her to wait alone in the palace was as agonizing as roasting her over a fire.

However, it would be inappropriate for her to leave while the Emperor was absent, so she said, “Thank you for all the help.”

“No need to thank us, silly girl.
Ji’er’s my granddaughter and we’re all worried about her now that she’s run away.
All right, let’s not waste any more time—we’ll get going now.
Give your mind a rest and take care of yourself.
Don’t get yourself sick before we find Ji’er,” Ling Lihua advised earnestly.

“I won’t,” Lu Liangwei promised.
“Please be careful too, you two!”

Chu Jiu squeezed her hand.
“Take care!”

“I will.”

Lu Liangwei saw them out of Grand Phoenix Palace.
When she caught sight of Lu Xue next to her, she was reminded of the girl’s health and asked about it.

Lu Xue replied, “I’m much better now, Aunt Liangwei.
Grandmother’s been looking after my health recently.
The guiding herbs will be ready to be used in my medicine soon.”

“That’s good to hear.” Lu Liangwei nodded.
She was not really in the mood to give Lu Xue attention, so she suggested, “Yaoyao’s back, and Hexin’s in the palace too.
Why don’t you go hang out with them?”