Xu Yin glanced at her, "That fool Yongping, you expect her?!"
Lian Rong paused, then looked at him, "Master, do you really think the Commandery Princess can't handle it, or do you not want her to handle it?"
Xu Yin stared, "What are you talking about?"
Lian Rong spoke slowly, "Master, back then, you had some genuine feelings for Liang Ning, right? After five or six years of living together day and night, if you didn't have some true feelings, you might deceive Liang Ning, but you couldn't deceive other members of the Liang Family.
"You mentioned more than once that Fu Zhen resembles Liang Ning, and when painting these pictures, isn't it akin to painting Liang Ning through these portraits?
"When Fu Zhen hit the Commandery Princess, you didn't intervene. That night after the Commandery Princess sought you in a rage, you took the flute Liang Ning gave you and played it beneath the Fu Residence's walls.
