Chu Li was like her nemesis. When the two of them battled, each time, Chu Li was victorious.
Mentioning Chu Li in front of Lu Yurong was like exposing her scars. It would certainly anger her.
As long as she was angry, she would lose her calm and her momentum will not be so heavy. Thus, Song Shiling would not be pressured until he could not breathe.
Song Shiling personally led them to an abode and took his leave in a haste.
Lu Yurong sat at a small stone table next to a plum tree in the small courtyard.
She suddenly hit the stone table and her almond eyes glinted with cold light.
"My Lady, do you want me to teach that heir to the High Duke a lesson?" Shao Rou whispered.
Lu Yurong shook her head. "We don't need to bother ourselves with the likes of him. Aunt Shao Rou, go to Lady Song Yuning's side and be very careful. I predict that Chu Li will come!"
"I'll be at her side at all times," Shao Rou said.