Lu Xian was so angry that he fell backwards: "You!"

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Lu Sanlang's affairs were not a secret, and everyone would talk about them in private. Lu Xian had educated his younger brother at home more than once or twice. Luo Lingyu had just come from Old Lady Lu's place, and she had given Lu Erlang a few words on behalf of the old lady. When she entered the courtyard, Lu Xian's maid came over to inform her of the situation, and asked her cousin to wait a while before going in.

"Erlang and Saburo are arguing."

"It was a very loud noise."

In fact, they could hear them arguing about "Young Master" from outside. Lu Xian was angry and Lu Yun was impatient. When Luo Lingyu was hesitating whether she should leave, she saw the maid carrying an empty teacup. They were so worried that they didn't dare to go in to serve tea. They watched from outside the house and saw that Sanlang looked unhappy and wanted to leave several times.

"Sanlang is in a bad mood..."

Luo Lingyu's heart moved, and after asking who the two teacups belonged to, she took the initiative to take over the task of making tea and delivering water.

She sat in the corridor and made tea herself, watching over the fire, fanning herself, and when the maid wasn't paying attention, she took out a small bottle from her sleeve and dripped a drop into one of the cups. After the tea was brought in, Luo Lingyu was still sitting under the sparse shadows of the willow branches by the window. She was making tea in a position opposite the two kneeling young men in the room.

Lu Xian kept scolding, and Lu Yun spoke very little, only a few words from time to time. Most of the time, only Lu Xian's voice could be heard. Luo Lingyu occasionally looked over and saw Lu Sanlang with his eyes downcast, his long hair scattered on his cheeks, and his thick eyelashes casting shadows on his face like a fan. When the maid brought in the tea again, he took a sip in annoyance.

After one sip, it tastes refreshing and sweet.

The fresh taste of this tea is similar to the yogurt I tasted a few days ago...

Lu Yun suddenly raised his eyes and looked out the window. When he raised his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his black and white eyes showed a smile of surprise and understanding after seeing someone. He raised his eyes slowly, and the smile in his eyes gradually spread, like lightning passing through his heart, making Luo Lingyu, who was looking outside from time to time and suddenly met his eyes, shudder. Peach blossom eyes are easy to contain emotions, even if he didn't mean it, but his questioning eyes were seductive and tempting——

"Are you here to flirt with my second brother, or are you really that into me?"

The author has something to say: Lu Yun: This cousin is so fickle!

Chapter 9

Lu Erlang was still talking in a light tone beside him. Lu Yun leaned his elbows on the armrest of the black lacquered couch, the white jade crown in his hair swayed, and he leaned back to admire the beauty in a more comfortable position. It was early spring, and the sunlight shone on the wooden floor of the corridor outside the window. A young girl with two buns was kneeling on the round couch, waving a fan in her hand and looking at him shyly from the side.

Although she was beautiful, she was still young. Her snow-white face looked a bit childish. The red hairband that fell to her waist was blown by the wind onto her clothes. The girl with her long skirt fluttering and her red hairband flying, biting her lips with her head tilted, had the unique charm and coquettishness of her age. Not only was she charming, she was also slender and her chest was as plump as a snowball...

Lu Yun's pupils, which were glowing with a faint light, became darker, and the smile in his peach blossom eyes became even more intense, making people blush. He did not agree with Luo Lingyu's character, but he was also a normal man. The beauty was so charming that she kept looking back at him, and he did not mind taking a few more glances.

Lu Erlang Lu Xian, who was talking dryly, stopped talking and noticed that Lu Yun was distracted. He looked in the direction of his gaze with some displeasure, and then asked in surprise: "Cousin Luo, when did you come?"

Lu Xian saw her, and Luo Lingyu couldn't stare at Lu Yun anymore. She kept making tea, turned her jade-like face, and smiled: "Second cousin, third cousin. I've been here for a while, and the tea you drink is made by me."

Lu Xian was startled, looked down at the tea in his hand that he had drunk, and then looked up at Luo Lingyu's face. She was too bright, and his face unconsciously turned red, feeling a little uncomfortable.

At this point, Lu Sanlang, who was always leisurely nearby, became immune to Luo Lingyu's beauty - his expression didn't even change.

Luo Lingyu's eyes were as bright as autumn water: "The old lady asked me to tell my second cousin that she didn't know how to find the doctor that my second cousin found for her last time. The old lady has a headache again, and she thinks the medicine prescribed by the doctor is very effective."

Lu Xian lowered his head and said in a rough voice: "No, it's not a big deal. I will take people to see grandma later."

Luo Lingyu stopped talking and continued to make tea quietly.

The sun shone on her eyebrows, eyes, shoulders and waist. The two cousins ​​in the room were looking at her. Luo Lingyu straightened her back and made her movements slower and more graceful. Her face was slightly tilted, her lips were rosy, and she faced the two cousins ​​in the room with the most beautiful posture. In the eyes of the two gentlemen, the girl sat next to the tea kettle, lowered her head and closed her eyes, holding a long-handled tea spoon to scoop the tea soup. The movements of brewing and making tea were clearly what we were used to seeing, but when Luo Lingyu did it, it looked particularly beautiful.

There was silence for a moment, and the only sound was the rustling of boiling water like rain.

After a while, Luo Lingyu glanced over and met Lu Xian's eyes. Lu Xian blushed and became even more embarrassed. The second son racked his brains and finally thought of a topic: "Since cousin has been sitting here for a while, can you give us your opinion?"

Luo Lingyu was afraid that she had heard something she shouldn't have, so she quickly said, "I didn't hear what the two cousins ​​said."

Lu Xian didn't care, and said softly: "When a young man was young, he saved the life of a noble man. The noble man was grateful and has been repaying him for ten years. Some people think that repaying the favor is enough, and the noble man should stop and make plans for himself. But this man thinks that he should repay the favor for his whole life. Which one do you think is more reasonable, cousin?"

Lu Yun raised his eyebrows and stared at Luo Lingyu.

Luo Lingyu’s mind was spinning rapidly.

In fact, she really didn't understand what the two cousins ​​were arguing about. When Lu Erlang said this, Luo Lingyu instinctively felt that the one who wanted to repay his gratitude for his whole life was Lu Erlang, and the one who wanted to give up halfway was Lu Sanlang. Luo Lingyu herself had been teased by Lu Yun, and although she still looked forward to getting married, she did not agree with Lu Sanlang's character. At this time, thinking that Lu Sanlang wanted to give up halfway, Luo Lingyu despised Lu Yun in her heart.

However, she did not show it on her face, instead she said softly, "My two cousins ​​are much older than me, and have experienced more than me, so they should have their own considerations. I don't know the cause and effect, and if I rashly make suggestions, it would be a joke and shame. My two cousins ​​might as well put themselves in the other's shoes and think about it, maybe we can reach a settlement."