The Spoils of War

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Chapter 70 70 Let’s continue to entangle like this.

Chapter 70 70 Let’s continue to entangle like this.

Today was Meng Lian's first time meeting the legendary Fourth Prince in person. He stepped out of the carriage and leisurely glanced around. Upon seeing her, he nodded and smiled, then walked over to her, lowering his gaze gently to meet hers. "Hello, are you Miss Meng?"

Meng Lian clenched her hands nervously, silently wondering if there was anything inappropriate about her attire. Fu Yunlu extended her hand and said with a smile, "I'm Fu Yunlu, the one who took the liberty of asking you to meet me a few days ago."

Meng Lian quickly extended her hand, and Fu Yunlu gave it a symbolic shake. Meng Lian thought he was dissatisfied with her hands because they were stained with paint. She said sheepishly, "I'm sorry, but the marks won't get on your hands."

Fu Yunlu was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and laughed: "Let's get in the car first."

"Ohhh, okay."

"Has Miss Meng eaten yet?"

"I've eaten!" Meng Lian felt that the food of these upper-class people was too particular and they couldn't let go of their food. Meng Lian was reluctant to go, so he ate lunch early. "Fourth Prince, if you have anything to say, please tell me in the carriage. I have to meet someone this afternoon..."

Fu Yunlu tapped her knee with her index finger and asked calmly, "Are Miss Meng and Guan Yue still in contact?"

"Right... huh? No, Fourth Prince, how do you know Liang Guanyue?!" Meng Lian's eyes widened, a royal drama playing out in his mind. "Could it be that Guanyue is your biological son who's been living away from home? — No, no, no, he's not even old enough..."

Fu Yunlu laughed a few times as if she had heard a child's words, and said patiently, "He and I have no blood relationship."

Meng Lian's heart calmed down temporarily: "I was scared to death..."

"He and I, probably..." Fu Yunlu paused, "I'm pursuing him."

"Hahaha, that's what I told you—shit." Meng Lian's heart was in her throat. She held her head in her hands, unable to believe what she had just heard. "Could it be that the target my muse mentioned was you, the Fourth Prince?!"

"...Did he describe me like that to you?" Fu Yunlu lowered her eyes, staring at her slightly trembling fingers in silence for a long moment. She simply clenched her fists, turned her head and smiled at Meng Lian, "Anyway, I don't really want you to bother him anymore."

Meng Lian scratched his face and explained, "Actually, I've been busy with my graduation project lately."

"Yes." Fu Yunlu nodded, encouraging the young Omega with her eyes to continue, "In exchange, I can provide you with some help."

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant!" Meng Lian waved his hands fiercely. "What I meant was that I did find him because I fell in love at first sight and planned to pursue him, but this Alpha's heart is too hard. Even if I try to be a bootlicker, I feel like I can't lick this iceberg..." After saying this, he realized that the person pursuing Liang Guanyue was right next to him, and hurriedly clarified, "I, I, I, I'm not saying anything bad about him. I'm just telling the truth."

Fu Yunlu simply smiled and said on Liang Guanyue's behalf, "He's just a little afraid of unexpected troubles."

"I know," Meng Lian said. "I'm still looking for him because I plan to use him as the theme for my graduation project. This was something I secretly decided in my heart from the first moment I saw him." She covered her heart. "He is a beautiful yet dangerous man, like a half-sheathed sword. You never know whether it will be completely unsheathed or sheathed in the next second."

Meng Lian said to Yunlu, "Don't worry, Fourth Prince. I really won't have any further thoughts of pursuing him." But after saying this, he seemed to feel too resolute and coughed. "Of course, well...if Liang Guanyue suddenly went crazy and said he wanted to be with me, that would be another matter."

After hearing this, Fu Yunlu was stunned for two seconds, then smiled: "...You are a very cute child."

"Are you speaking in a sarcastic way?" Meng Lian carefully observed Fu Yunlu's expression, and only felt relieved after confirming that there did not seem to be any dissatisfaction on his face.

"That's not the case. I just suddenly thought of it..." Fu Yunlu raised her hand and looked at her palm, muttering, "If I could have met him earlier... and brought him back from that place, would I have been able to live as happily as you?"

Meng Lian muttered, "I'm not happy at all. I'm going crazy from this graduation project."

Fu Yunlu smiled and shook her head, without refutating the young student.

People have different worries at different stages of life. A young child might feel uneasy about accidentally breaking an expensive vase. As a teenager, a vase seems to be no big deal. At this point, their worries become the daily report card, and an excellent report card seems to determine their entire life.

However, all these things, when you reach old age, you will find that they are just a stone dropped on the surface of life. The waves stirred up when it fell seem to overturn the whole life, but as time goes on, the surface of the water remains the surface.

Life still moves forward along the road.

He and Liang Guanyue have both experienced many ups and downs, but fortunately, now they still have the right to move forward.

Some people, however, are forever trapped in the past, not like the seasons that change and spring comes and goes, nor like the decaying leaves that provide nutrients for new branches and leaves.

Once a person's life is gone, it can never return. Death may require courage, but it has no value—those so-called values ​​are the comfort the living offer to the world in order to calmly reach their predetermined destination.

Fu Yunlu knew it so clearly, and therefore gradually became so grateful.

He began to feel fortunate that he had not chosen to perish with Liang Guanyue, nor had he chosen to walk into the sea alone. He wanted to be loved, wanted to be loved by Liang Guanyue, and thus lost the courage to sleep forever, and just existed here as a mere survivor.

Faced with a potential threat, he would fiercely attempt to eliminate it. But in the end, the other party was just an innocent child who was constantly worried about his graduation project.

Fu Yunlu wasn't even sure whether he had the position to drive away anyone who wanted to get close to Liang Guanyue - among these people, there must be someone who could bring Liang Guanyue a healthier relationship than him.

Just as Liang Guanyue said, they only solved some urgent or non-urgent needs every month. After all, their past interactions were probably not pleasant for Liang Guanyue.

He brought Meng Lian to Liang Guanyue. Liang Guanyue seemed a little surprised to see her get out of the car. She glanced at Meng Lian, then at him, as if asking, "Did you go find her?"

Fu Yunlu walked up to him and explained, "She said she's been working on her graduation project lately and her inspiration has dried up again. As soon as she ran out of ideas, she wanted to come over and talk to you."

Liang Guanyue said expressionlessly, "Did I promise to become a blood bag?"

"I'm sorry." Fu Yunlu looked at his expression and knew that he was not angry, so she felt relieved. "I think what she said was pitiful."

Liang Guanyue asked, "Why did you go looking for her?"

Fu Yunlu said helplessly, "You ask even though you know the answer."

Liang Guanyue rolled her eyes, sneered, and said to Meng Lian, "Have you seen enough? If so, go back."

Meng Lian stood at attention immediately. "That's enough, I feel it!" She bowed. "Once I finish my graduation project, I won't bother you again!"

After Meng Lian left, Liang Guanyue said, "I don't know why this person is so idle all day long."

Fu Yunlu said meaningfully: "I see you've gotten used to it."

"Yeah, I'm used to it." Liang Guanyue opened the driver's door and sat in. He rolled down the window and snapped his fingers at Fu Yunlu who was standing there. "Get in."

Fu Yunlu was stunned for a moment, then asked uncertainly, "...Are you going to drive yourself today?"

"Why, no?"

"Not really." Fu Yunlu sat in the passenger seat and made sure Liang Guanyue's seat belt was fastened before fastening her own. "I think it can be driven automatically..."

Liang Guanyue glanced at him with a half-smile: "If you don't want to sit down, get off. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"That's not a big deal." Fu Yunlu raised her hands in surrender. "I'm happy to do it."

Liang Guanyue stepped on the accelerator, and the force of inertia caused Fu Yunlu's back to slam straight back. The expression on her face suddenly became interesting, but she didn't dare to say anything to Liang Guanyue, so she said euphemistically: "Which coach taught you this starting position?"

"I did it on purpose." Liang Guanyue raised her eyebrows provocatively at him, "I'm not happy with you today."

"Ancestor, how did I offend you again?"

"you do not know?"

"Are you talking about me going to see that Omega privately?"

"You always try to escape from my control, brother." Liang Guanyue said with a smile, "I don't allow you to interfere in my life."

Fu Yunlu was silent for a while before he explained: "I didn't interfere with your life." He said, "I just went to see her and asked her not to bother you in the future -"

"Is it because I don't want her to bother me, or because I don't want her to become a possibility - the possibility of becoming my lover."

“…”

Making Fu Yunlu speechless and humiliated is something that makes Liang Guanyue happy at the moment. He uses words to hurt Fu Yunlu step by step, trying his best to make him see clearly his sharp and despicable character, in an attempt to make him have fewer fantasies.

Anyway, he'll still come up to me like a fool.

"Do you think I interfered in your private affairs without your consent, and that your dignity was challenged?" Fu Yunlu asked, "Or do you think that because of my status, I have no right to be jealous of the people around you?"

Liang Guanyue was a little surprised by his answer and tapped the steering wheel with her fingers: "Does it matter which one it is? The result of my request will be the same."

"It shouldn't be important to you." Fu Yunlu said hoarsely, "But to me, it might be a little important."

Liang Guanyue tilted her head slightly to glance at him and said, "What if I said the second one?"

"..." Fu Yunlu said nothing. He took a cigarette out of the box and put it in his mouth, but he didn't light it. He looked at the scenery outside the window, smiled bitterly for a while, and replied, "Actually, I thought so too. It seems that we are in sync."

Liang Guanyue's face darkened, and the car slowed down until it reached a steady pace. Fu Yunlu continued, "I really don't have the right to drive away the people around you. Besides...be it gender, personality, or our past interactions, I'm probably not a good choice for you."

"Have you said enough?" Liang Guanyue said coldly, "I don't think there's any need to repeat what you already know, right?"

"It's necessary, Liang Guanyue, it's necessary." Fu Yunlu said, "Because even so, I still want to force it."

"..." Liang Guanyue frowned, feeling a little impatient about the red light ahead. He asked, "What are you asking for? Are you pointing a gun at me again?"

Fu Yunlu knew that Liang Guanyue was saying this on purpose and ignored her: "Guanyue, you know what I'm talking about."

He said, "Let's keep entangled like this. I won't let go until you truly fall in love with someone else."

When the light turned red, Liang Guanyue gently stepped on the brakes. He turned his head and looked at Fu Yunlu for a long time. Seeing his reflection in his deep blue eyes, he finally figured out what he wanted to say.

"Neither of those." Liang Guanyue withdrew her gaze, staring intently at the red light above her head that was entering a countdown. "You could have asked me directly instead of lowering yourself to threaten a young student who is still studying."

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The author has something to say: I haven't written the big turning point yet... By the time the big turning point comes, I'll probably only be two or three chapters away from the end.