Chapter 1201 If you are pleased with me, then breathe 55
Lu Zhiyuan was exposed and felt extremely ashamed. He cupped his hands and apologized, saying, "I am Lu Zhiyuan. I am deeply sorry for my rudeness to Miss Lin today."
Song Jinhuan crossed her arms and stepped aside to avoid his bow.
Lu Zhiyuan had no choice but to move his body and bow again.
Song Jinhuan avoided the situation again.
After a while, Song Jinhuan, growing impatient, said, "Make way, don't block my way."
There's no reason for Song Jinhuan to give a friendly face to someone with ill intentions.
Lu Zhiyuan: "Miss Lin, what should I do to earn your forgiveness?"
Seeing his persistent attitude, Song Jinhuan couldn't help but ask curiously, "Tell me your purpose."
The brief encounter made Lu Zhiyuan realize that the woman in front of him was straightforward.
He paused for a moment before saying, "I have long admired Miss Lin the Third, but she is currently in the palace, and I have also heard that Miss Lin the Second has a relationship with Lord Xuan..."
The rest is self-evident.
"Why not go directly to Xuanhe?"
"My friendship with Xuanhe is my own business. What right do you have to try and take advantage of the relationship between us?"
"If I hadn't realized today that those thugs were hired by you, and I had been grateful for your help, I would have found a way to repay you. Then you could have revealed your feelings... Don't you, a grown man, feel ashamed?"
Lu Zhiyuan's head drooped lower and lower as he was scolded, until finally, his face turned pale and he said in embarrassment, "How could I be so shameless and despicable?"
"Miss Lin, I am truly sorry for today. I will definitely apologize to you properly another day."
After saying that, he didn't even dare to look at Song Jinhuan before fleeing in panic.
Song Jinhuan clicked her tongue inwardly; she wasn't going to help Lu Zhiyuan anyway.
If we're going to help, we'll only help Lin Yaning.
Desire to destroy the world: 65.
A question mark slowly appeared on Song Jinhuan's forehead. "Was Xuanhe out on official business?"
Sanjin: "Unless there are special circumstances, Sanjin has no right to pry into the private lives of the characters in the book."
Song Jinhuan yawned lazily, "Okay, I'm sleepy."
My arms are so sore, and the soles of my feet are so swollen.
...
Xuanhe bought several acres of land, and he was currently digging holes with a hoe to transplant sunflowers into them.
Yun San stood to the side, hesitating to speak several times.
The man was dressed in light cloth clothes, with his trousers rolled up below his knees and his calves covered in mud.
The rolled-up sleeves made the crisscrossing scars on his arms clearly visible.
With each swing of the hoe, the veins on the back of his hand would bulge slightly.
Qingjun's cheeks were flushed, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
Seeing the beads of sweat sliding down the man's temples, Yun Qi couldn't help but ask, "Sir, do you need my subordinate?"
Xuanhe put the hoe aside, picked up two sunflowers and put them into the pit one by one. Then, disregarding his image, he squatted down and covered their roots with soil by hand.
Then he got up and stomped around the sunflower stalks a few more times to make sure it was firmly sealed before stopping.
"How can we entrust this matter to others?" Xuanhe said with a smile.
Of course, I have to do it myself.
Yun Qi looked worried. "But in the city... the Emperor has been making constant moves since he learned of your leave."
Xuanhe picked up the hoe again, saying nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter, let him struggle."
The man pursed his slightly dry lips and chuckled softly, "It'll make him give up sooner."
He considers himself a good person.
After all, she was willing to give the emperor a chance to struggle, and whenever he was exhausted, she would thoughtfully give him new hope.
So that he can learn from his failures.
Unfortunately, the emperor gained nothing but self-doubt and a loss of fighting spirit.
Xuanhe felt regretful about this.
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