If he didn't care about face, he would probably just barge in with a knife and kill him.,The maidservant, Lü Nong, was adding incense to the gilded cloisonné incense burner when she heard this and was startled. "Young Master won't return to his quarters," she said, "He has taken people to the garden.",At that spark of lightning, Wen Xue Luo suddenly lifted a tear-stained face. Her eyes, like those of a venomous snake, were locked on him. With lips barely parted, she spoke in a voice as low as a whisper: "I knew long ago that my child wouldn't survive. Now using it to save your son... it's a fair price."。