Zhao Xunyin paused for a moment while putting a hat on Lu Yanli, and after a while, asked, "Why not invite him in?"
Dou Kou hesitated, "The young master is kneeling outside, we tried to persuade him for a long time but he wouldn't get up."
Hearing this, Zhao Xunyin said nothing more, letting Lu Yanli stay inside while she followed Dou Kou to the outer gate.
Lu Yanqing was kneeling in the snow, wearing a thin, tattered coarse cloth robe. His face was dark and rough, with a stubbly beard, lacking any of the vigor and energy typical of a twenty-year-old.
Zhao Xunyin looked on for a moment, suppressing the tears in her eyes, and asked Dou Kou, "Why didn't you change his clothes?"
Dou Kou shook her head, saying that it was the Lu family who sent to fetch him, she didn't know.
