Bring her to the throne room (1)
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Lu huaijiang gently pried open her five fingers.
He slowly pulled out the White silk cloth that had made her cry.
Lu huaijiang's sword-like brows slightly furrowed, and he turned the White silk cloth around several times.
It was pure white without any color, and there was not a single word on it.
Lu huaijiang sighed and covered her with the blanket. He went out and asked the nanny, but the nanny said that red words seemed to have appeared before.
But for some reason, the handwriting was gone.
Lu huaijiang's heart sank. He knew that Lulu's background was extraordinary, and that she had a godmother that existed in legends but had never appeared.
This was probably a miracle.
A miracle in the eyes of mortals was just a Messenger in the eyes of gods.
Lu huaijiang kept the White silk cloth carefully and did not dare to leave. He stayed by Lulu's side all night.
As expected ...
In the middle of the night, Jiang huailu started to have a fever.