After hearing this, Ning Zhongze's expression instantly turned grim.
"Lingzhu, what is going on?"
Yue Lingzhu shrugged and said,
"I'm not entirely clear on the details. After all, the person who sent the message could not explain everything too clearly in the letter.
But in the end, it has something to do with Yu Canghai's disciple.
You do not need to worry about this. I can handle it. In any case, if anyone has to give an explanation, it should be them.
And this time, Yu Canghai should be able to come here as well.
We should be able to settle it here!"
Hearing this, Ning Zhongze nodded and said,
"Then pay close attention to it, Lingzhu. This time, it may involve your sister's reputation."
Over the five years she had followed Yue Lingzhu, Ning Zhongze had met many distinguished ladies and noblewomen, even members of the imperial family.
She also understood that reputation was extremely important, especially now that Yue Lingzhu was a duke—the Duke Zhenyue—and one of the highest-ranking nobles with real power at present.
And because of Yue Lingzhu, Yue Lingshan had also become a County Princess.
In that case, her future husband would most likely be a noble or perhaps even a member of the imperial family.
Therefore, Ning Zhongze took such matters very seriously.
Moreover, over the years, Ning Zhongze often returned to the mountain and had noticed her daughter's affection for Linghu Chong.
But after thinking of what she had seen and heard in the Capital City, as well as some things Yue Lingzhu had told her,
she had cut off that possibility long ago.
As a result, Yue Lingshan now regarded Linghu Chong only as her Senior Disciple Brother.
By the following evening, a convoy appeared outside a city not far from