"You, you..." Song Yushu was not a minor, so she naturally knew what Lu Zhixing meant. She blushed and kept saying "you" for a long time, but did not finish her words.
Lu Zhixing stared at Song Yushu, the meaning in his eyes was very clear, but he did not move. After a long time, he hugged Song Yushu tightly in his arms, buried his head in her neck, and took a deep breath.
"When can we get married?"
This is hard to say. It is very likely that there will never be such an opportunity in this lifetime. Song Yushu suddenly woke up, felt a little embarrassed, and still did not speak.
"If we don't get married, there are some things I won't do." Lu Zhixing sighed lightly. He knew what Song Yushu meant, but he didn't think this was impossible.
An important factor driving Lu Zhixing's participation in party and government affairs today is Song Yushu's attitude and her ideas.
Song Yushu held Lu Zhixing's hand and said softly, "I'm sorry."
She is like a bad woman. She is obviously involved in every step of Lu Zhixing's future, but Lu Zhixing may not be in her future. Even if he is, he is not the kind that Lu Zhixing expects.
In the darkness of the night, the two embraced each other, the distance between them infinitely close, but reality forced them to worry about the future.
When he finally sent the sleeping Song Yushu back, Lu Zhixing sat in the dim room without moving.
Liu Bai was a little worried. When it was almost dawn, he couldn't help but yelled, "Your Highness, you..."
"I remember that the wife of Marquis Xuanping gave birth to twins in Kyoto. On the way from Beijing to her fiefdom, she encountered horse bandits and one of the twins died." Lu Zhixing suddenly interrupted Liu Bai.
"Yes, Your Highness." Liu Bai remembered it very clearly. If they had not passed by, the Xuanping Marquis and his family would most likely have died.
Lu Zhixing stood up and faced the direction of the Song Mansion. "My birthday is coming soon. Please add the name of the Yongchang Marquis Mansion to the guest list."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"The room is too dark, why don't you light a candle?" Lu Zhixing suddenly started to lose his temper again, catching Liu Bai off guard.
Liu Bai had no choice but to quickly order someone to light the candles in the yard.
Previously, Lu Zhixing had an eye disease attack and wanted to sense light, so he ordered people to light candles all over the yard.
Now Liu Bai suddenly understood something. It was because Lu Zhixing was in a bad mood that he started lighting candles, causing unrest in the entire palace.
The Prince Jing's Mansion was in turmoil all night long, while the Song Mansion, not far away, spent the night in peace.
The next day, when Song Yushu went to the Supervisory Office, he found that Jiang Wenpu and Jiang Siyuan were too defensive. Even a fly flying by would startle them.
"How can the fish take the bait if you look like this?" Song Yushu came leisurely to Jiang Siyuan's workstation in the yard and had a cup of tea happily.
Jiang Wenpu and Jiang Siyuan looked at each other, "What do you mean?"
"We do need to be on guard against the mastermind, but with your actions like this, who wouldn't know you're setting up an ambush?" Seeing their tired faces, Song Yushu kindly poured them a cup of tea. "You should relax."
Jiang Siyuan's brows never relaxed. "If we don't strictly guard it, what if something happens to the son of Marquis Wenchang?"
They couldn't bear it happening again, and Marquis Wenchang's son had just woken up and couldn't stand the torture.
"Of course we have to be on high alert, but who can't see from your state that you've deployed a heavy force?" Song Yushu shook his head helplessly, "We need to be relaxed on the outside but tight on the inside!"
Jiang Wenpu and Jiang Siyuan, one is a scholar and the other is a warrior. Neither of them is good at planning. They really can't stand such a life and are too worried.
Jiang Siyuan was the first one who couldn't stand it. It would be better to have a fight instead of being restricted like this.
Song Yushu saw through his thoughts and poured him another cup of tea, still looking leisurely. "Chrysanthemum tea, it helps reduce internal heat."
It's easy to say, because the son of Marquis Wenchang lives in Jiang Siyuan's courtyard, and because the prince and the emperor attach great importance to this case, the pressure is now on Jiang Siyuan, not on Song Yushu.
Moreover, Jiang Siyuan had to continue to keep watch at night and did not dare to relax for a moment. For more than half a month, he felt like he was living in dire straits and was in great pain.
Seeing that Jiang Siyuan's resentment was about to take shape, Song Yushu had no choice but to glance around and waved to him and Jiang Wenpu, "Come on, let's talk."
After all, Jiang Siyuan had been with Song Yushu for some time, so he immediately knew that there was something that couldn't be told to outsiders. He first checked the surroundings to make sure no one could hear them talking, and then he moved a little closer.
Jiang Wenpu also moved closer, and the three heads came together.
"Rather than waiting for the enemy to attack, it's better to strike first. I have a plan. If you all cooperate well, I guarantee that the mastermind behind this will be unable to hold back..."
Song Yushu finished talking about his plan. Jiang Siyuan stared at the man in front of him. There was a smell of medicine on his body. He looked gentle and frail, not good at fighting. But he didn't expect that his mind was like a hornet's nest, numerous and scary.
Because Jiang Siyuan's eyes were too eye-catching, Song Yushu frowned and couldn't help but move forward a little, asking threateningly, "What are you looking at?"
This distance allowed Jiang Siyuan to see Song Yushu's face clearly. Only then did he realize that Song Yushu had a pair of light amber eyes, beautiful and seductive.
What does that mean? Why is this guy looking at me with such a cold face? Song Yushu was furious. Isn't it just fighting poison with poison? Besides, do you think she really wants to scheme against others?
Who doesn’t want to be a silly and innocent girl forever?
Just as Song Yushu was about to curse, Jiang Siyuan stood up and said, "I'll go first."
Only Song Yushu, who was angry but had no place to vent, and Jiang Wenpu, who was deep in thought, were left.
"What does he mean by this?" Song Yushu was still angry about the look Jiang Siyuan had just given him. "Did you see the way he looked at me? Is he looking down on me?"
Jiang Wenpu recalled Jiang Siyuan's red ears and shook his head slightly, "I don't think Censor Jiang meant that."
"Then what does he mean?" Song Yushu was still furious.
"Maybe he is just a person with three urgent needs." Jiang Wenpu did not say what he was thinking. As a person on Song Yushu's side, he could naturally see clearly King Jing's attitude towards Song Yushu, and also see Song Yushu's attitude towards King Jing.
Although he did not understand the feelings between the two men, Jiang Wenpu still respected them and mourned for Jiang Siyuan in his heart. He was destined not to get a response from Song Yushu!
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