Although Ji'er had run away in distress, Long Yin believed she was smart enough to keep herself safe.
However, if he joked about his mother's health and it came true…
Long Yin's eyes darkened. No—he could not take any risks with her.
"Yin'er?" Lu Liangwei urged.
"Mother, we'll find Ji'er somehow or other, but we're not going to use your safety to trick her into coming back." Long Yin rejected the idea firmly.
Lu Liangwei was stunned.
Looking at her son, who was the spitting image of Long Yang, she pursed her lips. Like father, like son.
From her son's demeanor, it seemed that nothing would make him agree to issue the imperial decree.
However, she felt that her idea could work. If Ji'er saw the decree, she would come back to see her, no matter what.
Was that not much better than depending on Long Yang and the others' blind search?
