Holding the list of girls that Mrs. Lu was satisfied with, and the account of the cosmetics shop they jointly opened, which she wanted to show Zhou Lang, Luo Lingyu left Lu's house and took a car to Zhou's house. She hadn't seen Zhou Yangling for several days, and Zhou Lang's gentle and jade-like image had been turning in her mind. She really liked the gentle temperament of this young man - it had nothing to do with love, it just made her feel comfortable.

On the same day, a boat slowly sailed into Xuanwu Lake and arrived at the dock of Jianye. In the cabin of the boat, a handsome young man sat on the bench, flipping through the list of Jianye young men in his hand. He flipped over the page of Lu Erlang, but when the portrait and name stopped at a person on the next page, the young man on the boat smiled: "Lu Yun, with the courtesy name Xuechen and the nickname Xunmei Jushi, is nineteen years old. He is the third son of the Lu family and a well-known scholar in the world. He became famous when he was young, but has rarely been seen in recent years. He is about to be appointed as an official in the court."

When she closed her eyes, the handsome and unrivaled portrait of the man she had seen had already been depicted in her mind as a real man.

Fan Qingchen, or "Fan Lang" as Luo Lingyu called him, tapped his hands on his chest, as if thinking, "Marrying into the Luo family, and having a great reputation in Jianye, and the Lu family being so powerful, it's clear that he's the one that Luo loves. And this Lu Sanlang has a handsome face, a tall and thin body, slender limbs, red lips and white teeth, and a beautiful appearance. It's also said that he's talented, and it's clear that he's the type that Luo loves... Oh, no wonder he's so happy and doesn't want to go back to Nanyang."

His face darkened, and although there was a smile on the corner of his lips, it was filled with a sinister and frightening look.

He was speechless the first time he saw Lu Xuechen, knowing that Luo Lingyu would definitely like this man. Luo Lingyu's aesthetics were always stable. She seemed to be fickle and didn't seem to care much about anyone. But she always stared at a certain type of man more than other men. Fan Qingchen, who had been staring at her for many years, knew this best. Luo Lingyu liked men like Lu Sanlang, who seemed to be clear and noble and could not be desecrated, and who seemed to be unparalleled and could be picked by anyone.

Fan Qingchen sneered: If he hadn't kept it a secret, the one she should like now... is still him!

He has the marriage certificate here, and Lu Sanlang is burdened by his reputation... He wants to see how his sister Luo plans to escape.

Covering his face with his sleeves, Fan Qingchen muttered to himself and laughed softly: "What a naive little girl... Apart from me, how many rich men in the world would sacrifice so much for you? And you still hate me... Why don't you just go home with me... I really miss you, my... Sister Luo."

The voice was weak, almost a whisper.

Intermittently and faintly, the suppressed, hoarse, and half-crying and half-laughing breathing of the man could be heard from the cabin.

Chapter 63

Fireworks are set up on the terrace, dragon boats leap across the river, cups flow in the winding pond. The horses are wearing silk and sashes, and thousands of riders are competing for the horses. The Dragon Boat Festival has just passed, but the joy of the festival has not yet ended. The peach, willow, and cattail leaves sold in the streets and markets have not yet been completely put away, and the five-colored longevity belts are exposed on the sleeves of the men and women. The scholars and young men still take advantage of the festival to toast and feast.

Although she was prepared, when she got off the car and heard the sound of orchestra deep in the alley outside Zhou's house, Luo Lingyu was still startled. At the same time, she was happy for Zhou Lang - he was a child of a poor family, but he was finally accepted by the upper class, right?

Everyone likes a talented and romantic man.

Before entering the house, Luo Lingyu tidied her clothes. She always had the consciousness to look good before meeting anyone. Her colorful skirt fluttered like smoke, and Luo Lingyu took a step forward. A male cough came from the left behind her. Luo Lingyu turned around and saw Chen Wang Liu Chu who was about to get off the car. Luo Lingyu's eyes rippled, wondering if the probability of meeting Chen Wang with Zhou Lang was higher than the probability of meeting Chen Wang with Lu Sanlang——

But doesn’t everyone in Jianye say that her cousin Lu Sanlang is King Chen’s best friend?

That was in the past.

Apparently, after Zhou Yangling came to Jianye, His Royal Highness Prince Chen had already fallen in love with someone else and abandoned his old friend. Lu Sanlang was recovering from an eye injury at home, and Liu Chu only went to see him once. When Zhou Yangling was healthy, Prince Chen was so familiar with this alley as if it were his own backyard.

Luo Lingyu lowered her eyes and greeted the young man in a friendly manner.

Prince Chen Liu Chu was wearing a gold-threaded robe and a nine-ring gold belt around his waist, looking very noble. He frowned when he saw Luo Lingyu, thinking that he had seen his cousin Lu Yun too often at Zhou Zibo's place. He was not happy that Luo Lingyu always came to Zhou Zibo, so he spoke to her in a cold tone: "Why are you here?"

Luo Lingyu took the invitation and showed it to King Chen with a smile: "... There is no season in June, I just want to invite everyone to hang out, come to Lu's house, have a drink and enjoy the flowers together. I wrote a letter to invite everyone, I will send the invitation to Zhou Lang first."

Prince Chen looked down at the invitation Luo Lingyu had handed over. She had always made the invitation very delicate, with beautiful handwriting and a graceful hairpin, which was very impressive. Prince Chen saw the cleverness of this girl from the invitation, and suspected that Zhou Lang would definitely like such a clever girl, which made him even more uncomfortable. After holding the invitation and looking at it for a long time, Liu Chu pondered: "...June 19th?"

Luo Lingyu: “Yes.”

She chose June 19th for her own happiness, but she had no intention of sharing this little happiness with others.

But King Chen immediately denied her time: "Not today."

Luo Lingyu: “……?”

Liu Chu returned the invitation to her and said calmly, "He has an appointment on that day, I'll treat you. You and Xuechen can come too. Today won't work...you can choose another day."

Luo Lingyu was startled, and her hand holding her invitation felt a little cold. She was at a loss for words because of Liu Chu's move, and she was naturally unwilling. Prince Chen was going to hold a banquet, was she going to compete with him on the same day? Luo Lingyu bit her lip, snorted softly in her heart, but smiled and took the invitation back without saying a word. Luo Lingyu was very easy to talk to: "...Okay, then Your Highness, give me your invitation, and I will go back and show it to my third cousin. I will hold the Lu family's banquet on another day."

Her beautiful eyes were full of slyness, and she was thinking: Fortunately, I now have Lu Xuechen, my "servant under my skirt". If I go back to ask Lu Yun for help, at most he will sneer at me for being willful and vain, but outsiders will not know how I lost face in front of him. I will make him persuade you to change the date. June 19th, I will definitely get it.