Chapter 122 Hands are a man’s second face

This time the emperor came to the Mountain Resort and left the prince in the city to take charge.

But memorials still came in every day. The emperor's hand was injured and he could not hold a pen, so these things naturally fell on Lu Sui.

By the time he finished his work and came out, it was already evening.

As the sun sets in the west, the sparse afterglow falls on him, and his originally cold and solemn dark purple official robe is illuminated with a hint of warmth.

Lu Sui came down the steps and walked slowly to the palace gate.

Qingxuan had been waiting at the palace gate. When he saw him come out, he stepped forward to greet him.

"master."

Lu Sui walked outside without stopping: "Is there any news from the capital?"

"I just received the news as well," Qing Xuan lowered his voice, "as soon as the Emperor left the city, the Crown Prince went to the Yichun Garden of the Jiaofang Division."

Lu Sui listened expressionlessly, as if he had expected it.

Qing Xuan continued: "He stayed in there for a quarter of an hour, and when he came out, he was accompanied by a woman."

Although Qingxuan never said who this woman was, Lu Sui knew.

When the prince was young, he fell in love with a woman named Li. Although she was not of prominent status, she was from an official family.

The two were together for a while, but the good times didn't last long. Miss Li's father was involved in a corruption case, was dismissed from office and his house was searched. Miss Li was sent to the Jiaosifang. Later, the prince married a princess, and one or two new people entered the Eastern Palace every year. The prince was promiscuous, and Lu Sui thought he had let it go long ago.

Who would have thought that he was such a romantic person.

All the civil and military officials in the court who had a bit of common sense knew that this time the emperor gave the crown prince the last chance to govern the country. If he couldn't seize it, he would be in a hopeless situation.

When I returned to my residence, Qingshu was directing people to sprinkle water in the yard.

Seeing Lu Sui coming in, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile.

"My master is back."

"Master Duan just sent a male deer, and I asked the kitchen to prepare it. Since you have nothing to do tonight, I thought I would build a charcoal stove in the yard and roast it for you and Master Duan."

Lu Sui doesn't have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation.

He nodded and walked into the house.

After changing out of his official robes, taking a bath, and putting on simple clothes, he went to the study.

As soon as I sat down, I heard Jiang Yueyao's delicate and crisp voice coming from the yard.

"Qingshu, hasn't the master returned yet?"

"Yes, yes, she's in the house. Did you have fun riding back?"

"Well, I'm very happy. I'll go find the adults."

A sound of light footsteps came closer, and then the door curtain was lifted, and a head popped in.

He first took a look in the outer room, then went into the inner room. Probably seeing that there was no one inside, he ran to the study.

Lu Sui didn't say a word the whole time.

Until a cry...

"Sir, why are you so quiet here? I've been looking for you for a long time."

How long?

All in all, it only took a few breaths.

He always speaks in such an exaggerated way.

Lu Sui raised his head, his eyes deep, his gaze fixed on her flushed cheeks: "Horse racing?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yueyao pulled out a chair and sat down opposite him.

Because it was too hot, she used her hands as a fan, but she felt that was not enough, so she grabbed a handful of books and was about to fan herself when Qingshu came in with tea. Seeing the books in her hands, he hurriedly called out.

"Oh my ancestor, this is a unique copy. The master has been looking for it for a long time."

Jiang Yueyao paused in fanning herself.

She glanced at the book in her hand. It didn't even have a cover and was in tatters.

She flipped through it curiously and found it was an obscure scripture.

"Your Excellency still reads scriptures?"

Lu Sui didn't even raise his head: "Occasionally."

Qingshu, who was standing by, hurriedly reached out and took the book from her hand, put it aside carefully, and then handed her a fan.

"Girl, use this."

Jiang Yueyao took the fan and asked Qingshu while fanning herself: "I just saw you moving a table into the yard. Are you going to have dinner there tonight?"

"Yes, Lord Duan went up the mountain and hunted a male deer. The meat is very tender and delicious. I asked someone to prepare a stove and roast it for us to eat later."

When Jiang Yueyao heard this, she became interested immediately.

"Then I'll go and ask Qingqing to come and try it."

He stood up and was about to leave, but stopped.

She looked back at Lu Sui and sat back down.

She picked up the fan and fanned him diligently, her words as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

"You've worked hard today, sir. Let me fan you."

Lu Sui, who was replying to a letter from the capital, said without raising his head: "No need to fan me, I'm not hot."

"Oh, you're hot, you're hot." Jiang Yueyao fanned even harder. The letter paper that was originally held down by a paperweight in front of Lu Sui was fanned so hard that it made a rustling sound, making it impossible for him to write.

He looked up helplessly and looked at the other person.

"You need something from me?"

Jiang Yueyao paused, then laughed 'hehe'.

"Princess Jiayi said that we will go hunting in the mountains tomorrow, and Baoqing and the Meng sisters will go." She looked at Lu Sui eagerly, "My lord, I want to go too."

I thought it was a big deal, but it turned out to be this.

"Is that all?" he asked her.

"Yeah!" Jiang Yueyao nodded her head and then said, "But I don't have a bow and arrow..."

Lu Sui glanced at her and then called Qingxuan in.

"Go prepare a set of hunting supplies for the girl."

"yes."

After Qingxuan left, Jiang Yueyao happily got up from her chair, walked to Lu Sui, and fanned him even harder.

He kept flattering people with his mouth.

"Sir, I think you look a bit better today. What's going on?"

"Oh, your hand holding the pen is long and strong, with distinct joints. It's said in the storybook that hands are a man's second face. You have both faces so beautiful, how can other men live?"

"And you..."

"Jiang Yueyao!" Lu Sui spoke, interrupting her flattery.

When Jiang Yueyao turned her head to look at him, he opened his thin lips slightly, his voice low and slow,

"Read less nonsense and more serious books in the future!"

"...What is a serious book?" Jiang Yueyao asked seriously.

Lu Sui took a deep breath, looked away, and waved his hand.

"go out!"

Jiang Yueyao: "Are you angry again?"

"Say one more thing, and you won't be able to go hunting tomorrow."

"Alright, alright, I'll just go out." Jiang Yueyao put down her fan and walked out, muttering softly as she walked, "Even the King of Hell can't change his expression as quickly as you, humph."

Lu Sui watched her walk away, took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to catch her and teach her a lesson, picked up the pen, and continued writing the letter.

Jiang Yueyao left the house and originally wanted to look for Shen Baoqing, but she was sweating all over. She called Xiaoxi and asked her to tell Shen Baoqing. She went to the kitchen to fetch some water and went into the house to take a shower.

By the time she finished and came out, it was completely dark.

Lanterns were hung under the porch, lighting up the entire yard.

The oven has been set up, and deer meat is being roasted on it. The oil is sizzling, and the aroma of the meat is filling the air, making people salivate.

Shen Baoqing happened to walk in, and his eyes lit up when he saw the barbecue on the stove.

"It's coming, it's coming. It smells so good."

Jiang Yueyao had just pulled her to sit aside when Duan Yanzhou walked in carrying two jars of wine.

He glanced at the yard and then shouted, "Old Lu, where are the people?"