Chapter 12 Rescue

Concubine Li pretended to have a headache, rubbed her brows, and said in a very open-minded manner: "Well, we won't interfere in the affairs of you young people, right, Madam Pei?"

Mrs. Pei, who was inexplicably called, quickly responded, "Yes, yes, let the children solve their own problems."

She felt a surge of anger in her chest. This little bitch was so lucky that she almost got a beating in court to relieve the resentment in her heart.

But now even Concubine Li has said so. What else can she, the wife of a third-rank official, say?

Lu Qiaoxiao returned to his seat calmly.

Lu Qingyue looked at the direction of Prince Ding'an with burning eyes. He was indeed a handsome and heroic man. Only such a man was worthy of being her husband.

But at the same time, she felt a little unhappy.

Is Lu Qiaoxiao so lucky?

She had been chatting with Concubine Li for a quarter of an hour half an hour ago, implying that Lu Qiaoxiao was not a woman's virtue and wanted Concubine Li to punish her.

Concubine Li liked her obedience and quietness, so she was willing to vent her anger for her.

During the meal, Concubine Li looked at Lu Qiaoxiao from time to time.

The legitimate daughter of the Yong'an Marquis's Mansion is indeed very beautiful and is the type her son likes.

However, given her extremely bad reputation and the uproar caused by the cancellation of the engagement, even if Yan'er liked her, the most he could do was to bring her into the mansion and make her a concubine.

As for the rules, they can be taught slowly.

Lu Qiaoxiao took a sip of the wine. It was brewed from grapes and had an intoxicating sweet aroma. It was delicious.

She blinked and thought of her previous life, when she and her younger brother often went to Lianxianglou to drink, and sometimes they even took jars of wine to the roof.

It’s so joyful to enjoy the moon and drink.

Unfortunately, since she married into the Pei Mansion, there have been no more days like this.

Lu Qiaoxiao was looking at the wine in the porcelain cup with a purple glow, when he suddenly felt a pair of eyes falling on him.

She frowned and glanced at the seats near the center.

That is Prime Minister Shen’s position.

Shen Yuheng was outstanding in appearance and was the most eye-catching in the crowd. With just one glance, her gaze met that of the thousand-foot cold pond.

It is as distant as the pine wind, water and moon, and as majestic as the clear morning glow.

Lu Qiaoxiao quickly lowered his head, his heart beating violently in his chest.

The man's gaze seemed to suck her in.

It was as cold as an ice cave, just like in her memories of her past life.

In her previous life, when she went to the Imperial College to pick up her younger brother from school, she tiptoed into the school and was given a glare by Shen Yuheng who was giving a lecture.

When I sat down in the empty seat in the last row, I was once again given that cold, knife-like gaze.

When she was really sleepy and about to fall asleep, she was awakened by that cold glance.

When she looked up again, he had already looked away. His soothing and hypnotic voice made her eyelids twitch.

When she was about to meet Zhou Gong again, she shuddered again. When she looked up, she saw the man's arrogant jade-like chin.

He walked through the corridor between the desks while lecturing, book in hand.

The dark blue sleeves fluttered.

That was the nightmare of an uneducated and restless woman while she was attending lectures at the Imperial College.

After class, she opened the box of snacks she had made herself, and seeing that A-di was eating with relish, she slapped the boy on the head.

Lu Shiyou looked at her aggrievedly: "Sister, what are you doing?"

She whispered solemnly, "Didn't you see the master hasn't left yet? He was so busy eating that he didn't even think to share some cakes with him. He will take good care of you in the future."

Lu Shiyou felt wronged: "Who is the Prime Minister? How could he eat these?"

She was puzzled: What the hell, doesn’t he want to try such delicious snacks?

So under her coercion and inducement, Lu Shiyou reluctantly walked in front of Prime Minister Shen with a piece of peach blossom cake in his hand.

"Sir, this is a snack made by my elder sister. Please try it."

"It's okay if you don't want to try it. I'm the only one who can eat what she makes."

Lu Qiaoxiao thought to himself that he would grab this kid's ears and spin him around ten times.

Seeing some surprise in Shen Yuheng's eyes, his delicate brows slightly frowned, and he stared at the pastry for a long time.

Finally, he raised his hand to take it.

That’s right, she is very proud.

But she would still be terrified when she saw him.

Maybe she felt that in front of him, any small movement of hers would disappear invisibly.

Just like just now, avoiding his probing gaze.

Lu Qiaoxiao pulled her thoughts back to reality, only to find that the seats around her were empty. Turning around, she saw a black figure walking towards her.

"Ayao?" Lu Qiaoxiao recognized the figure at a glance.

"Miss Lu, my master wants to talk to you."

"Are you talking about Prime Minister Shen?" Lu Qiaoxiao was stunned.

How could it be such a coincidence?

Isn’t it said that Prime Minister Shen never likes to attend banquets?

"Miss Lu, of course it is." A Yao looked at the girl in front of him who was blinking her eyes and looking dazed.

Is this the same woman who just slapped her concubine sister in a domineering manner and confronted Concubine Li?

Lu Qiaoxiao's eyes widened: "Prime Minister Shen, what does the Prime Minister want to talk to me about?"

A Yao couldn't help laughing. Could it be that her young master was a monster that scared her so much?

"Miss Lu, I am only here to deliver a message to you, my dear Master, and I don't know what it is specifically about."

Lu Qiaoxiao nodded and took a deep breath: "Let's go."

She suddenly thought that her younger brother had just entered the Hanlin Academy and still needed Shen Yuheng's care.

Besides, Shen Yuheng was one of the few kind people that the Lu siblings had met in their previous life.

At this moment, instead of her going to find Shen Yuheng, Shen Yuheng came to her first. Everything was just right.

Following A Yao through the layers of colorful bamboo forest, the young men and women there were chatting and laughing happily.

Lu Qiaoxiao caught a glimpse of Lu Qingyue and Wei Yan talking and laughing. The two of them standing together looked a good match.

She saw an intriguing expression on Lu Xiuzhu's face.

It was a look that was somewhat jealous, unwilling, and wanted to obtain something.

The atmosphere is so subtle.

interesting.

Lu Qiaoxiao unconsciously raised the corners of her lips, but she didn't notice a stone under her feet. When she found it, she had already fallen forward -

Her body was suddenly wrapped in an embrace, and her shoulders were held by a strong hand.

A faint orchid fragrance made her mind go blank.

"Master... Master..." A Yao felt like he had seen a ghost. Didn't the Master say that he was waiting for Miss Lu at Yashe?

Why did you come here by yourself?

Lu Qiaoxiao looked up when she heard the voice and saw a cold and noble face looking at her quietly.

"Miss Lu." His eyes were dull and his voice was cold, no joy or anger could be seen in his voice.

Lu Qiaoxiao was quickly lifted from his arms and instinctively took two steps back, with the tips of her ears slightly red.

They had gone shopping together before, but she knew that Shen Yuheng was A-di's senior teacher and was also of a different generation from her.

We should treat each other with courtesy.

"I heard from Ayao that you have something to talk to me about?" Shen Yuheng retracted his glance towards the bamboo forest, his eyes dark and unclear.

Her subconscious reaction just now was clearly because she was afraid of him.

Is he some kind of monster?

Not far away, Pei Jinxuan's veins bulged as he grabbed the bamboo. He began to really think that Qiao Xiao was just using Shen Yuheng as a shield.

But seeing how close they were just now, it seemed like they really had some kind of relationship.