Chapter 62 Chapter 62 Mother

Chapter 62 Chapter 62 Mother

When Cheng Yian walked out of the Cheng family's gate, he saw Qiu Qing driving a carriage, sitting on the carriage with his head lowered and his eyes looking ashamed, looking like he had been scolded by someone.

Looking at Rulan next to the driver, her face was full of anger.

Cheng Yian blinked, confused for a moment.

There were many people around just now, so Rulan did not go in. She rested in the sitting room with the other people from the Lu family. Now the maid brought the message, so Rulan and the others prepared to follow her and leave.

The rain had stopped, and the ground was covered with water stains. The maid took Cheng Yian to the carriage. Cheng Yian stared at Rulan.

"Did you scold Qiu Qing?"

Rulan was very unhappy and said, "That's right. It's his fault for not being careful enough to bring a few more people to the He family. You almost got into trouble."

Cheng Yian looked at Qiu Qing, whose face was already red. The burly man seemed to be ashamed.

"Madam, Miss Rulan is right to scold me."

Cheng Yian laughed, "If she scolds you like this often in the future, will you be happy with it?"

Qiu Qing chuckled, stroking the back of his head and smiling with his teeth full of white. "I'm just worried that the young lady won't let it go?"

Cheng Yian glanced at Rulan, who stomped her feet in shame and ran to the carriage behind.

Cheng Yian got on the carriage, and Qiu Qing turned the horse around and headed towards Lu's residence. Cheng Yian was tired, and gradually fell asleep listening to the sound of the wheels. He didn't know where he was. The carriage seemed to stop for a moment, and then started again. Cheng Yian was distracted, and suddenly a black shadow covered his face, followed by a blanket of kisses that fell upon him.

Before Cheng Yian could open her eyes, his tongue easily pried open her teeth and reached in. She subconsciously pressed against his chest, her hips shrank back. Lu Xusheng was eager to hear her words, so he held the back of her head tightly and kissed her deeply.

Cheng Yian was trapped in his hot chest, unable to breathe, and her entire lips seemed to be held, sucked, and playfully stirred by him.

Slowly, the long-lost clear and powerful feeling dominated her senses. Her body softened and her arms involuntarily wrapped around his neck and hung on him. Perhaps she used too much force, and his breathing became so rapid that he couldn't keep up. He suddenly slowed down his strength, but Cheng Yian leaned over and pressed his lips, unwilling to let him pull away.

Seeing this, Lu Xusheng seemed to be aroused, and he pulled her body into his arms, making her fit tightly against him. The two of them kept kissing each other, kissing from her lips to her ears and then downwards. Cheng Yian's thoughts seemed to be swallowed up by a huge wave, until a hot lick passed across her heart. Cheng Yian suddenly realized that they were in a carriage, and there were a group of servants outside. She hurriedly pushed him away,

"Don't..."

Because she had just rested, the lights in the car were not on, and Cheng Yian could not see him clearly. She only felt that a pair of hawk-like eyes were staring at her sharply and hatefully, blaming her for ruining his good thing, as if he wanted to eat her.

Cheng Yian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and comforted him, "You are a duke, don't you care about your face?" He reached out his hand in the dark and straightened his clothes.

Lu Xusheng took a deep breath and slowly calmed down.

Hearing the movement inside, Qiu Qing stopped and turned the carriage back to the small gate of Lu Mansion.

Cheng Yian asked him, "What happened to you in Jiangnan? Where is the assassin? Are you injured? Tell me everything quickly."

Lu Xusheng didn't hear a word she said. He picked her up with a cold face, held her in his arms, touched her with his hand, frowned, and asked, "Have you lost weight?"

Cheng Yian didn't have time to discuss whether he was thin or not, so he clapped his hands and said, "Put me down and talk properly!"

Lu Xusheng ignored her and carried her out of the car. His handsome face was as gloomy as water. The servants along the way were startled and no one dared to say a word. But Rulan was quick and ran back to Ningji Hall to ask Li Ma to prepare water.

Cheng Yian was so annoyed. Although it was late at night and no one was around, and her followers didn't dare to look around, she still wanted to save face, so she whispered, "Put me down."

Lu Xusheng remained indifferent.

Cheng Yian had no choice but to bury his head in his arms.

"I'm asking you a question."

Her muffled voice came from my chest.

It felt like a feather tickling his ears.

Lu Xusheng's eyes became darker and darker. He walked into Ningjitang and didn't go anywhere. He just threw the person into the bathroom.

After entering the house, Cheng Yian jumped out of his arms full of energy and glared at him fiercely.

"You still don't want to talk? If you don't talk, get out." She stood beside the bathtub, holding her waist. The hot steam was steaming around her body, making her look like a fairy.

Lu Xusheng took a step back and slowly took off his official robes. His deep gaze remained fixed on her and he asked softly,

"Why are you thinner?"

"Tell me about the assassin first." Cheng Yian's eyes were round and he refused to give in.

Lu Xusheng retreated until only his shirt was left on, and nodded slowly, "Solved." In order to prevent Cheng Yian from worrying, he could only lie.

He is still a bit of a male chauvinist at heart and doesn't want the woman at home to worry about him.

Cheng Yian felt relieved and looked him up and down, "Are you injured?"

Lu Xusheng looked at her, his eyes and eyebrows showing a smile, "You will know if you take it off?"

Cheng Yian blushed and punched him angrily.

Lu Xusheng really took it off. Cheng Yian blushed and checked it carefully, as if he was checking his own property. "Two scars were left."

It's not too deep, so it shouldn't be a big deal.

Then the two of them took a shower one after another and left the bathroom.

Cheng Yian had dinner at the Cheng family's house and asked Lu Xusheng, "Have you eaten?"

"I ate some with His Majesty in the palace." He wanted to eat something else instead of eating.

It was almost midnight, and Cheng Yian was really tired, so he went to the bed. In summer, the step-down bed was replaced with a bunk bed, which was open on all sides and very cool, but a thin gauze curtain was still hung for cover.

Cheng Yian lay down first, but when he looked back he found Lu Xusheng was pulling down the curtains.

When Lu Xusheng was not at home, Cheng Yian would not put up the curtains. If the curtains were drawn, the wind would not be able to get in and it would be very hot.

"Why are you putting up the curtains?"

Lu Xusheng replied while busying himself, "What do you think?"

Cheng Yian choked, helplessly sat up, and coaxed him softly, "Lu Xusheng, firstly, my elder sister got into trouble today, and I'm not in the mood. Secondly, if you return safely, I will go to Ping'an Temple to fulfill my vow tomorrow, so I can't have sex tonight."

While they were talking, Lu Xusheng had already drawn the curtains and came in.

Without saying a word, he pulled the person into his arms.

"Cheng Yian, how long have we not seen each other? Can you count?"

He was very strong and sturdy. She was like a lamb in his arms and couldn't resist at all.

Cheng Yian was pressed between the pillows by him, blinked, and was thinking.

Lu Xusheng blurted out the answer, "A full three and a half months." He paused and said as a matter of course, "Tell me whether I want to or not."

"There is no need to rush today. I made a wish to the Buddha. Please don't make me break my promise."

To prevent Lu Xusheng from doing anything naughty, she simply turned to the side, but Lu Xusheng turned her over, pressed his lips against hers and whispered, "Do you know what the people in Jiangnan call me?"

"Um?"

"They secretly called me Lu Yanluo. You should believe in me rather than the Bodhisattva. Make a wish to me and see if it works." He knew that she liked kissing, so he seduced her in a dishonest way.

Cheng Yian was really pissed off by him, and he pressed his hands and feet against his chest and abdomen.

"Where's your military warrant?" she asked, trying to divert his attention.

Lu Xusheng paused, then immediately let go of her, stood up and folded out the step-out bed, looked around the east side room, and asked Li Ma Ma outside the door,

"Where is the box I asked Xu Yi to deliver?"

Nanny Li knew that the young couple would be reunited today and there would be some noise, so she kept watch in person.

, I heard the sound and stood outside,

"Second Master, it's on the third shelf of the antique display cabinet."

Lu Xusheng found it, turned on the light, and brought it in for Cheng Yian to see.

Fortunately, it rained, so it was very cool tonight. The couple sat on the bunk bed and didn't feel hot. Lu Xusheng opened the box and handed Cheng Yian a pile of documents and deeds.

"Your bank has been set up. Ming Zhu is the manager. I have also left someone to look after it. The bank was established at the end of January and has been in trial operation for three months. We have lent out 30,000 taels of silver and received 18,000 taels of silver. Take your time. The amount I promised will definitely be in place."

This is a treasure that makes money.

Cheng Yian held the deed in his hand and couldn't let it go. He flipped through it carefully and found that everything was recorded in her name. There were also archived deeds for the mortgaged pavements. It was obvious that Mingzhu was very reliable in his work.

Lu Xusheng laughed at her money-obsessed look, reached out to grab it and stuffed it into the box, then put it on the dressing table outside. He blew out the light and went back to bed. At this time, Cheng Yian stuffed herself tightly into the thin quilt and tied herself up, not giving him any chance.

Lu Xusheng was so angry that he laughed, "Cheng Yian, are you really going to fulfill your vow, or are you playing tricks on me?"

Cheng Yian wrapped himself tightly and whispered,

"Wait until tomorrow. I'll do whatever you say when you come back tomorrow. Okay?"

Lu Xusheng had no choice but to agree, "Okay."

Cheng Yian heard him lie down obediently and threw away the mattress. After all, it was so hot.

Lu Xusheng was a hothead. As soon as he came back, ice cubes were placed in the room. Cheng Yian was worried about his lower abdomen getting cold, so he put some blankets on his lower abdomen and handed the other part to him, "Do you want to put it on? Although you are young, you still need to take care of yourself."

But don't let your spirits fade after a few years.

Lu Xusheng seemed to guess what she was thinking. He moved towards her and let her make the quilt for him.

There was only a very narrow distance between the two people, "Don't come over here."

"Can't you even give me a hug?"

"I'm afraid you'll feel bad."

Lu Xusheng said nothing.

Seeing that he had been silent for a long time, Cheng Yian felt distressed again, thinking of this man going out in the wind and rain. She turned around and hugged his waist, "Lu Xusheng, don't go out far from now on. I'm worried about you."

"Did you miss me?" She said that she would miss him every time he kissed her.

Cheng Yian wanted to ask if he and Wang Yunyi were so clingy back then, but he held back and said, "I thought about it."

Obviously a perfunctory tone.

Lu Xusheng hummed softly.

Cheng Yian saw that he was unhappy and asked him, "What about you?"

"Of course."

Cheng Yian didn't believe it.

Lu Xusheng hugged her and said, "Go to sleep."

Sleeping facing him and breathing his scent, Cheng Yian turned around.

In this way, my back was pressed against his chest, but not too close or tightly sewn.

Although Lu Xusheng promised not to touch her, his body refused to obey.

"An An?" His helpless voice came.

Cheng Yian was already yawning, "Huh?"

"How about we go and fulfill our vow in a few days?"

Lu Xusheng walked forward to let her know why this reason was given.

Cheng Yian was suddenly awakened by him, "You..."

Lu Xusheng's tone was indescribably sad, "I can't help it..."

"I can't sleep."

Cheng Yian: “….”

The thought of compromise flashed through her mind but she suppressed it. She kept putting it off until tomorrow, and tomorrow until the day after tomorrow. She hoped that the Buddha would not think that she did not keep her word and would not listen to her wish.

Cheng Yian gritted his teeth and asked, "How did you manage to get through all these days in Jiangnan?"

Lu Xusheng said, "I'm busy dealing with the powerful every day, so I don't have time to think about these things..."

I regretted it as soon as I said it.

Cheng Yian clicked his tongue and said, "Who said he missed me just now?"

Lu Xusheng supported the quota,

He couldn't bear it any longer, so he simply hugged her waist to make himself closer to her. "Then I'll hold her and sleep for a night. If she can do it, I can do it too."

It was the first time that Cheng Yian saw him being so shameless.

So angry that I had to move.

Lu Xusheng felt pain and quickly raised his legs to hold her knees, "Stop it."

As soon as he said this, he succeeded.

So cunning.

Cheng Yian took a deep breath, feeling embarrassed and annoyed.

The two of them just snuggled together like this, Cheng Yian's eyes softened, his breathing became a little warmer, and he thought to himself, just accept your fate.

But after a while, he didn't move for a long time. Cheng Yian was almost going crazy.

"What do you want? Give me a quick death, I still want to sleep!"

Lu Xusheng's hoarse voice came from behind him, "You eat too much." He couldn't move.

Cheng Yian looked up at the sky, his face was steamed and he wished he could die.

Naturally, the night was restless. The next morning, Cheng Yian perked up and accompanied Lu Xusheng to pay respects to the second wife and the old lady. No matter what Lu Xusheng said on the way, she ignored him.

Lu Xusheng smiled awkwardly.

The second wife watched them enter Mingxi Hall, one shy, the other full of vigor, just like a newlywed couple serving tea, which was very interesting. It was the first time that the second wife saw such a lively expression on her son's face, which showed that he really liked Cheng.

Some time ago, Lu Xusheng disappeared. The second wife was worried for several days and knelt in front of the Buddha statue every day to pray for blessings. After learning that her son returned safely, she no longer had any thoughts about his future.

"There's nothing else to do now. I'll be satisfied if I can just give birth to and raise a child."

That’s how the elders are. When you get to a certain age, they urge you to get married, and after you’re married, they urge you to have children.

Lu Xusheng agreed readily.

After having breakfast at the Second Madam's place, he went to pay a visit to the Old Madam. By then, Old Madam Xia was feeling better and had begun to accept the fact that her eldest son was in poor condition. She was gradually willing to see guests. Now that the whole house was supported by Lu Xusheng, she naturally showed joy to the couple.

In the end, it's just one sentence.

"Now that you have achieved success and have no worries about food and clothing, you can focus on having and raising children."

This reminded Cheng Yian of the time in his previous life when his parents-in-law urged him to have children, and he suddenly felt pressured.

Lu Xusheng said bluntly,

"Grandma, the baby will come sooner or later. I just got back, so there's no rush."

After all, the old lady had been through this before and understood what he meant.

He glared at his grandson and said, "Okay, go and do your work."

Lu Xusheng went to the palace. He was the assistant governor of the Governor's Office and was in charge of the military equipment of various offices. He ordered people to investigate the matter of the crossbows of the He family. Marquis He was complaining bitterly. In fact, he had disposed of the weapons privately last night. Unfortunately, Cheng Mingyu's men were hiding outside the He mansion and were caught red-handed. When Lu Xusheng reported it, the Censorate took the opportunity to impeach him again. The He family lost their title of marquis and He Kangzheng was dismissed from his post and stayed at home.

Let’s talk about Cheng Yian again. Although he broke his vows last night, Cheng Yian brainwashed himself and believed that Buddha was a generous person and would not bother with him and his wife. He still planned to go to Ping’an Temple to fulfill his vow.

I took care of housework at home in the morning, rested at noon, and headed to Ping'an Temple full of energy.

I was lucky today as I ran into a great master who came to Ping An Temple to discuss Buddhist scriptures. The temple was very lively.

Cheng Yian first went to fulfill his wish in front of the Buddha. Because of what happened last night, he was afraid that the Buddha would blame him, so he copied an extra copy of the sutra. When he finished, it was already dark and the sky was filled with sunset glow.

There is a pond for releasing animals in front of Heian Temple. Children from nearby gather here and play and throw copper coins. The sound of laughter is like silver bells everywhere.

The Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon, and the incense at Ping An Temple is even more popular. Even into the night, there are still many travelers.

Opposite the temple gate is a large ground floor with dozens of lanterns installed. Many small stalls and vendors gather under the lights. It is a well-known night market.

Cheng Yian seldom goes to night markets, but when he ran into one today, he decided to just take a look.

The old women and maids protected her in the middle, and the guards followed her closely.

One of the stalls was filled with porcelain figurines. The porcelain surface was delicate, and they were made into a pair of playful children, like the Fuwa. Cheng Yian thought they were beautiful, so he bought some.

When the stall owners nearby saw her coming out with such a grand manner, they knew she was the daughter of a wealthy family and started to call out to her enthusiastically.

The staggered lights intertwined on her cheeks. Cheng Yian was like a fluttering colorful butterfly, looking left and right, somewhat overwhelmed.

Rulan saw a wreath tied on a little girl and found it very cute, so she bought it and put it on Cheng Yian's hair. The little girl got the silver and ran to a woman in high spirits.

"Mom, mom, my daughter has made some money. Please take her to buy some candied haws."

The woman took the silver from her daughter's hand and put it in her palm. She took out a dime from her pocket and said, "Silly child, keep your silver. If you want to eat candied haws, I'll buy you some."

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The little girl was so happy that she tugged at her mother's sleeve to pull her down. The woman knew what her daughter was going to do, so she bent down and leaned her face towards her. The little girl kissed her hard.

"I like my mother..."

Cheng Yian suddenly felt a pang in his heart.

Staring blankly, unable to take my eyes away.

At this moment, a strange and soft voice came from the crowd.

"Ping Ping..."

Ping Ping?

This is her nickname. Apart from her two grandmothers and her father, no one calls her that.

It must be a duplicate name.

Cheng Yian took down the wreath and hung it back on Rulan's head.

"For you."

I couldn't help but follow the mother and daughter. The woman had already gone to buy candied haws with the child.

When she was young, she was jealous of her other sisters who rolled around in their mother's arms and acted coquettishly.

Seeing her chasing after him, Rulan thought she was greedy and asked, "Miss, can I go buy you a bunch of them?"

Cheng Yian retracted his gaze and smiled at her, "Buy two skewers, one for each of us." Thinking of his companions, he changed his words and said, "No, everyone buys one."

The old woman beside him smiled and said, "Grandma, please eat it yourself. We won't eat it. Eating sweet and greasy food at an old age will easily cause your teeth to fall out."

Cheng Yian turned around and was about to reply to her when he suddenly saw a figure standing in the light not far behind him.

How can I describe those eyes? They are so beautiful, as if they were filled with the misty rain of the south of the Yangtze River. Anyone who is looked at by her will lose their soul.

The four eyes met in the same place through the crowds of people as if by fate.

Cheng Yian stared at her with his clear black and white almond-shaped eyes. At first, she thought they were just looking at each other carelessly, but her gaze seemed to be fixed on her, mixed with too many emotions, as if there was endless longing, endless difficulties, and endless guilt that could never be washed away.

Cheng Yian's heart was instinctively tied to one place, and he couldn't help but walk towards her.

I walked against the flow of people to her side, three steps away, and saw that she was wearing a thin lake green jacket. Her slender and beautiful figure was as beautiful as a spring breeze. What's more, her facial features gave her a fatal sense of familiarity.

"Ping Ping..." The pain surged up from the depths of her heart, slowly accumulating into tears, rippling in Xia Fu's eyes.

How could it be possible that a strange woman called her Pingping?

No one knows her nickname.

Cheng Yian's brain seemed to be stuffed with a mass of paste. He was confused and frightened. He felt as if a thought was rushing through his mind, as if it was about to burst out.

Xia Fu took a deep breath, smiled through her sobs, and reached out her hand to her with great compassion, "My child..."

Just this sound, hitting Cheng Yian's forehead hard, made her understand.

Could it be that the strange woman in front of her is her biological mother?

Is she still alive?

Cheng Yian suspected that he was dreaming, and tears surged out like a flooded tide, and even the graceful figure swayed in fragments before his eyes.

She was so afraid that this was a dream.

His steps were like those of a lead gun, he could not move forward, he murmured,

"Who are you?"