Lu Yun understood immediately.

He turned around, lifted the tent, leaned over, and rubbed her face with his fingers again. His fingertips were smooth, and the fragrance of the dark night floated, all of which were her breath. His heart was rarely disturbed, and he said meaningfully: "Don't worry... Sister Yu'er, we... have a long way to go."

There is a long way to go?

Luo Lingyu hid her face back in the quilt, Lu Yun extinguished the candle, and the girl closed her eyes - there is a long way to go... Was he admitting in disguise that he was in love?

Chapter 50

The mountain night was cold and clear. I fell asleep in the middle of the night. It was as if I was standing by the Xiang River. I saw the Wushan girl in ancient times. In the morning, she was morning clouds, and in the evening, she was walking rain. The Wushan girl used clouds as clothes and water as shoes. She walked gracefully in the dark night, with her eyes downcast and tears streaming down her face. The clouds and mist gradually dissipated, and the girl turned around. The clouds and mist covering her body dissipated. She revealed her extremely beautiful face, her eyes were like clear water, and there was a hint of tears.

She smiled a weak, self-pitying smile, and as the moon and clouds parted, her beautiful and holy body walked towards him step by step and embraced him.

Her face was so familiar that it filled him with shock...

The next day, Lu Sanlang got up the latest. Chen Wang and the others had already eaten breakfast, and Luo Lingyu was in high spirits to please Mr. Wang, so Lu Sanlang was late. Luo Lingyu looked over quietly and saw that after just one night, Lu Sanlang looked like he had been sucked by a female demon. His face was too pale, his eyes were drooping, and there were two dark circles under his eyes.

Mr. Wang sighed when he saw this and said, "It's because we are so humble that we neglected Lu Sanlang."

Lu Yun was silent.

He couldn't say that something unexpected happened last night that kept him awake?

Thinking of this, he felt secretly resentful and annoyed, and turned his cold eyes towards Luo Lingyu. But Luo Lingyu had already looked away from him. The girl's eyelashes were trembling as she kept peeking at Zhou Yangling. Zhou Yangling calmly endured Sister Luo's glance after glance. She was very patient, but Luo Lingyu kept glancing at her one after another, and even Chen Wang and Liu Chu noticed it.

Liu Chu looked at these people, and saw that when Miss Luo looked at Zhou Lang for a few more times, Lu Yun's face darkened. But Lu Yun didn't say anything, and just stared at Miss Luo.

His Royal Highness Prince Chen realized it later and felt that he had missed many wonderful stories after one night.

Luo Lingyu was muttering in her heart, and was annoyed at the same time. She looked at Zhou Lang secretly, and couldn't believe that Zhou Lang was so handsome, but he was born in a poor family. Could a poor family cultivate Zhou Lang's calm demeanor? What a pity... If Zhou Lang was also a young man from a noble family, she wouldn't have to feel aggrieved in front of Lu Yun. Zhou Lang's temper was much better than her hot-and-cold third cousin... She even felt a little disgusted with herself for "disdaining poverty and loving wealth", and felt that she had let Zhou Lang down.

Luo Lingyu was also full of complaints about Lu Sanlang.

In Luo Lingyu's eyes, Zhou Yangling was a very good-tempered man. Luo Lingyu kept peeking at her. When Mr. Wang wasn't paying attention, Zhou Yangling raised his eyes and smiled at Luo Lingyu. Luo Lingyu immediately panicked and lowered her eyes, secretly warning herself: Zhou Lang was born in a poor family and is not a good match. I must not give Zhou Lang the wrong hint...

Thinking of this, she felt that she was a bad woman and was ashamed of Zhou Lang.

Lu Yun: “…”

She was flirting again. He felt that he might be a dead man in Luo Lingyu's eyes.

But this is not the end.

After having lunch at Mr. Wang's place in the morning, several people were about to leave, not wanting to disturb Mr. Wang any further. Lu Yun was familiar with Mr. Wang after all, so he stayed and chatted with him for a while. Before leaving, Mr. Wang was very happy and even gave Lu Yun a bamboo tube qin fish. Mr. Wang stroked his beard with great pleasure and introduced the qin fish to the curious Luo Lingyu: "Girl, you are from Nanyang, and you have never seen this kind of small fish. The qin fish was brought by several of my good friends from Qingao River - in ancient times, there was a man named Qingao who rode a fish to the blue sky. Although the qin fish is small, it tastes not fishy at all and is extremely delicious."

"This fish can be brewed in boiling water together with 'Yongxi Huoqing' tea. When brewing tea, the fish falls into the tea, the green mist lingers, the tea and the fish sway, it is very lively."

Luo Lingyu's eyes widened in surprise, and she looked down at the bamboo tube that the teacher had given them with great interest. She smacked her lips and laughed, "Drinking fish soaked in water as tea? That sounds scary. I wouldn't dare."

Mr. Wang laughed and pointed at Lu Yun: "You haven't tasted it, girl, so you don't know how elegant this tea is. Lu Xuechen is an expert at brewing 'Qinyu Tea'. Ask your cousin to make it for you, and you'll know what I mean."

Lu Yun makes tea?

Luo Lingyu glanced at Lu Sanlang. Lu Yun remained calm, sitting on the couch with his sleeves on his knees. His fingers were long and clean. Lu Sanlang's hands were as beautiful as his body, but Luo Lingyu had never seen him make tea. Since she met Lu Yun, everything around him was done by maids and servants. She had never seen Lu Yun make a single drop of tea.

Naturally, a noble man would not be idle enough to make tea for her... Luo Lingyu envied the noble family's spirit. If she could marry into a wealthy family like the Lu family, she would never make tea again. She also wanted to be like her third cousin, who was very good at making tea but never tried to do it.

Lu Yun noticed her gaze and glanced over.

Luo Lingyu thought about what happened last night in panic and lowered her head.

Because Mr. Wang wanted to discuss some political affairs with the two gentlemen, Luo Lingyu left with Zhou Yangling after being given a look. When Lu Yun and Liu Chu left the house, they saw Zhou Yangling leaning against the fence with his head down, handing a brocade lucky bag to Luo Lingyu. Luo Lingyu refused to accept it, so Zhou Yangling said softly: "Don't be afraid, sister. I feel very guilty for disturbing you last night. I thought about it all night, and to apologize to my sister, I will give my sister the amulet that my mother asked for me, to bless my sister Luo to live a safe life."

"Sister, don't blame me for disturbing you last night."

Luo Lingyu's eyes turned red: "My dear, I, I..."

She muttered, "You are so nice to me..."

Zhou Yangling: "This is what I should do. My sister was frightened last night. Remember to lock the door from the inside next time..."

Luo Lingyu held the amulet in her hand and listened to Zhou Lang's gentle words with a blushing face. Her face was blushing, but her heart was shocked. How could there be a man in the world who was so kind? She remembered that she had never been very good to Zhou Lang. She only regarded Zhou Lang as an optional target, but Zhou Lang took care of her so much. Unlike Lu Yun who always made her blush, Zhou Lang's concern was like a spring breeze, non-aggressive, but it moved her...