Aloeswood incense burned in a copper burner in the study of the Lu Mansion. Lu Jingyuan stared at the confidential report submitted by the secret guard, his fingertips pausing at the words: "Former subordinates of the Right Prime Minister are smuggling weapons privately at West City Wharf." The snowlight from outside the window reflected on his face, making the coldness in the depths of his eyes all the more distinct. Jiang Wan put down the *Directory of Capital Noble Ladies* in her hand, her cuffs embroidered with twin lotuses brushing against the desk and making a faint rustling sound. "The wharf manager's son got married last month, and I had someone send a wedding invitation."
Lu Jingyuan raised his head, his gaze shifting across her calm brows and eyes. "You were prepared long ago."
"It's merely human relations and courtesies." Jiang Wan signaled Xiaotao to present a cup of tea. "Boss Wang of the West City rice shop said there have been many unfamiliar faces at the wharf recently, and they speak with a southern accent." Her fingertips traced the wharf marker on the map. "That place is not far from the granary of the Marquis's Mansion."
Chapter 233