Mu Qianqian: ...
It's not that she doesn't want to cry.
She really couldn't cry anymore.
Why don't you pinch me again?
Lu Zhaolin: !!
Well... it's not impossible.
I just can't bring myself to do it.
However, it was for Lu Zhaolin's sake.
Lu Zhaofeng gritted his teeth, his fingertips just touching Mu Qianqian's arm.
A noisy sound came from the direction of the door.
"Feng'er, why did you bring Qianqian here?" Madam Lu spoke as she walked towards them.
She saw Lu Zhaolin holding Mu Qianqian standing by Lu Zhaolin's bedside, and her expression panicked.
She quickened her pace and tugged at Lu Zhaofeng's sleeve.
He gestured to him with his eyes to come out quickly.
Lu Zhaofeng was taken aback and hurriedly covered Lu Zhaolin with the blanket: "Big brother, I'll take Qianqian back first and come to see you another day."
He was met with silence.
Madam Lu moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped, and gave him a wink.
"The Imperial Censor's family has sent someone. You should come out quickly, everyone is waiting for you. Hurry up and go over."
"Okay." Lu Zhaolin paused, and before leaving, he glanced at Lu Zhaolin one last time.
My brother clearly had his eyes open just now.
Moreover, he didn't get angry when he saw Mu Qianqian.
Why does he pretend to be asleep again as soon as he hears someone coming?
Lu Zhaofeng just couldn't understand it.
They returned to the dining table with Madam Lu.
The bustling atmosphere here was a stark contrast to the quietness on Lu Zhaolin's side, as if they were two completely different worlds.
When Consort Shu saw Mu Qianqian, she hurriedly took her over.
"This must be the second young master of the Lu family. He is indeed young and promising, handsome and talented." The one who spoke was the Imperial Censor who came to propose marriage yesterday.
He heard that Consort Shu was returning to the General's Mansion to visit her family today, so he specially prepared a generous gift.
"It is Siqi's good fortune that my daughter is able to marry the Second Young Master Lu." After the Imperial Censor finished speaking, he drank the full cup of white wine in one gulp without waiting for the General to open his mouth.
【Oh my god!】
Is this what they call an arranged marriage, or a matchmaker's words?
[Such a big event as a wedding was forced upon me; they didn't even consult with my uncle.]
This is outrageous.
The crowd remained silent.
The general picked up his wine cup somewhat awkwardly: "Today is Consort Shu's homecoming visit, it's just a family banquet. The matter of my son's marriage can be discussed at another time. Since everyone is a guest, and Lord Xia has just happened to be here, please sit down and eat with us."
The Imperial Censor was startled and his gaze fell on Consort Shu.
"Greetings to Consort Shu! I pay my respects to Consort Shu. It was my poor eyesight that I did not know that Consort Shu was here. I will punish myself with a cup of wine." After saying this, the Imperial Censor poured himself a full cup and drank it all in one gulp.
[Tsk tsk tsk.]
[You keep saying you didn't know my mother was here, but I think you're clearly only here for her.]
My uncle is quite old; he didn't propose marriage earlier or later, but he insisted on waiting until my mother came home to visit her family before doing so.
I think you're only after my mother; my uncle is just cannon fodder.
I've noticed that people these days are all such good at putting on an act; they're all acting like movie stars!
Lu Zhaolin: ...
Getting old?
He was only in his early twenties.
"Lord Xia, you flatter me. Please sit down," Consort Shu said softly.
"Thank you, Consort Xie." The Imperial Censor bowed deeply once more.
Mu Qianqian nestled in Consort Shu's arms, playing with her fingers.
How could she remember...?
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