Not long after lunch, just as Xie Ruyu had expected, Duan Cheng came to invite her to visit the garden.
This is also the current rule of dating. If a man is satisfied with a girl, he will invite her alone to show his feelings.
If the girl is interested, she will happily accept the invitation.
Xie Ruyu was not a pretentious person. After greeting her cousin, she wrapped herself in a cloak, held a hand warmer, and left with her personal maid and Duan Cheng.
Looking at the backs of the two people leaving side by side, Xie Wan Ning smiled slightly and said to Er Qing: "The man is talented and the woman is beautiful. They look like a perfect match."
Liu was the daughter of a merchant. Yet, she caught the eye of Xie Wen, the legitimate son of a marquis, at first sight. Xie Wen decided to marry her to be his principal wife, and they have been married for many years without any second thoughts. In addition to their compatible personalities, her appearance and figure must have been good.
Xie Ruyu looks like her mother, with a beautiful appearance. Ignoring her sharp tongue, she is actually a very pretty girl.
Er Qing massaged her master's shoulders and said, "Isn't it true? None of the descendants of our Xie family have mediocre looks."
Whether it is a man or a girl.
From his eldest brother Xie Yanyu to his cousins, each of them was born perfect.
There was no one else in the room. Xie Wan Ning pulled Er Xia to sit down. The master and servant were talking intimately when they suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves coming from outside.
This is the backyard of Puxian Temple, which is a very popular temple. Although it is built halfway up the mountain, bluestone steps are paved from the bottom of the mountain to the temple entrance to facilitate the travel of pilgrims.
It's not convenient to ride a horse, unless you take the tree-lined path...
Xie Wan Ning thought that maybe some young man didn't want to climb the mountain, so he came to worship on horseback. However, when the sound of horse hooves disappeared, the man got off the horse.
But the footsteps were coming towards their room.
The master and servant looked at each other and both looked towards the door of the wing room.
Soon, the person appeared in their sight.
His posture was upright, his face was stern, and his steps were calm and steady, but he seemed to be secretly harboring a repressed emotion, and there was an obvious chill between his brows.
If it’s not Lu Ziyan, then who else could it be?
Er Qing stood up and stood in front of Xie Wan Ning as if facing a formidable enemy.
Xie Wan Ning's face also looked grim.
She didn't expect to see Lu Ziyan here.
Apparently, he came here specifically for her.
There was a thin layer of snow on Lu Ziyan's cloak. He first glanced at the situation inside the house, then casually took off his cloak and handed it to Ming Jian behind him. He stepped inside, his eyes passing over Er Qing and falling directly on Xie Wan Ning.
There was no emotion in those eyes, they were deep and calm, but they gave Xie Wan Ning goose bumps and a chill down her spine.
The two people's eyes met in the air for a moment, and Lu Ziyan gently raised his hand and said, "Get out."
It is obvious to whom this is addressed.
Er Qing didn't move at all.
Lu Ziyan walked towards this side, Xie Wan Ning stood up quickly and pulled Er Qing behind him.
"Do you still remember what you promised me?" She said angrily, "Are you going to break your promise again?"
What did you promise her?
Promise not to press her any further, not to force her to divorce, and not to kidnap her halfway.
The two were less than three steps apart. Lu Ziyan paused, and the expression on his gloomy face relaxed slightly.
"I never said I would never appear in front of you. This is not a broken promise."
He said calmly: "Wanwan, let your maid go out. I want to verify something with you."
"What's the matter?" Xie Wan Ning noticed that something was wrong with him and refused to let Er Qing go.
I don't want to be alone in a room with this person.
Seeing this, Lu Ziyan didn't force it. He glanced at Er Qing who was being protected by her and tilted his head slightly.
The Ming Sword behind him immediately understood, and moved closer in an instant, reaching out his hand to touch Er Qing's neck.
Before Xie Wan Ning could react, Er Qing was about to collapse to the ground. She hurriedly helped him fall asleep on the soft chair.
When she looked back, the door of the wing room had been closed, Ming Jian had already left, and Lu Ziyan was sitting opposite her, looking at her without blinking. When he saw her looking at him, he pursed his lips and said, "This doesn't count as being alone, does it?"
“…”
Xie Wan Ning was so angry at this man's shamelessness that she laughed. She picked up the half-drunk tea on the table and was about to throw it at him to help him wash his face.
But as soon as her hand touched the teacup, he grabbed her wrist and held her down.
The man's hands, which had been holding guns for years, had a thin layer of calluses, rough fingertips, large palms, and long phalanges. In contrast, her wrist was so delicate that it seemed as if he could break it with just the slightest force.
He lowered his eyes to glance at her slender white wrist, and almost subconsciously, his thumb gently stroked her wrist bone. The rough touch made Xie Wan Ning's hand tremble.
"let go!"
Her voice was anxious and angry. I don't know what she was thinking of. Lu Ziyan's eyes turned cold. He said, "Be good and don't fight with me. I don't want to hurt you."
He was emotionally unstable right now and couldn't bear to be ridiculed and humiliated by her.
If she really threw a cup of cold tea at him, she couldn't guarantee what he would do.
As he spoke, he slowly released her wrist, picked up the cup of tea she had half drunk, drank it all, refilled it, and drank it all again.
Some water stains slid down the corners of his lips and he wiped them away casually.
After all, he is a prince raised in a marquis's family, but even when he drinks tea, he can sound unruly, which has nothing to do with elegance.
Xie Wan Ning rubbed her wrist and turned her face away from him.
She was really annoyed and fed up with this guy, but he had become so arrogant that he had no scruples. What could she do?
I'm living a good life in this life, I can't really die just because of his entanglement.
Lu Ziyan finished his tea but did not sit down. Instead, he leaned forward with one hand on the table to look at her.
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