Having been robbed of five thousand taels by the rebellious son, Lu Zhaoyan, under the stern gaze of Liu Qingyun, affectionately pulled the rebellious son along, fatherly and son-like, as they boarded the carriage heading to the Imperial Palace.
"Rebellious son."
Lu Zhaoyan let go of Lu Yuan's wrist.
Lu Yuan extended his hand: "No credit given."
Lu Zhaoyan's face darkened.
After all, Lu Yuan earned a household allowance of five thousand taels of silver. Having a former estranged father become a real one wasn't without its benefits, at least the silver was provided sufficiently.
"What kind of person is that Empress?"
Now that he had the silver, Lu Yuan got back to the main topic, discussing official matters with his estranged... real father.
Lu Zhaoyan thought to himself that this brat changes his face faster than flipping a book and seriously doubted the brat's intention of acknowledging him as a father, suspecting it was just to extort him.
