Under the fireworks, Luo Lingyu defended him: "...I don't know whether other men love me or not. I know that there is someone who gets jealous and angry when he sees me talking to other men. Do you think he likes me?"

Luo Lingyu looked up at the fireworks in the sky.

Lu Yun turned his head to look at her.

She stood quietly beside him, looking like an ordinary person, but very graceful. The girl looked up at the fireworks, the light floating on her face, delicate as snow and porcelain, shining. Her long eyelashes, bright eyes, pursed lips, her slender neck, thin shoulders, and plump breasts... Lu Yun held his chin and watched quietly.

Luo Lingyu looked at the fireworks, her lips curled. Suddenly she wondered why the man beside her hadn't said anything for a long time. She turned her head suspiciously, but a dark shadow flashed before her eyes, and the man who had been sitting quietly just now stood up. In just one step, he was in front of her, leaning over.

Luo Lingyu's heart was beating fast!

He put his arm around her waist, spun her around, pressed her against the pillar, and leaned forward to kiss her. Luo Lingyu leaned against the pillar with her back, and when his lips came close to hers, fireworks exploded in the sky, illuminating his drooping eyebrows. She was gorgeous and black, with dark eyes and a straight nose. Under the five-colored light, she was so dazzling.

While she was in a trance, she felt a trembling sensation rising from her tailbone and fell to the ground.

She gasped softly, and he grabbed her hand, and his nails scratched the back of her hand lightly.

Her heart was leaking, and the man's tongue had already pried open her teeth and sucked her.

He glanced up.

Her eyes are full of spring.

The fragrance of flowers is intoxicating, the fireworks are blurry. The shadows of trees are like water, and the man and woman lean on the railings of the veranda, kissing and lingering.

…

In an instant, the sky and the earth became bright.

Luo Lingyu suddenly realized that she liked him.

I really like him.

Just like the lie she and Fan Lang made up. If Lu Yun loved her, she would do everything she could to marry him; if he didn't love her, she would marry him for power and money.

Chapter 73

In July of the fourteenth year of Yuanshuo, a border war broke out between the South and the North.

Nanyang was affected.

Lu Erlang and Lu Xian used their foresight in dreams to increase border defenses and reinforce troops at the border, and the war was much lighter than he dreamed. However, some things were still inevitable. For example, just like in his dream, despite the court's mediation, Nanyang was still involved in the war. As a result, Fan Qingchen, the fourth son of the Nanyang Fan family, who originally stayed in Jianye to compete with Lu Sanlang for Luo girl, chose to leave Jianye and return to Nanyang after receiving news from home.

Fan Silang never affected Luo Lingyu's marriage, and Lu Erlang never worried about it. Because in his dream, Nanyang was in the same situation.

Lu Erlang is now busy living in the government office with other scholars and officials, studying how to stop the war all day long. He is so exhausted from work that he doesn't go home all day. Because of the outbreak of the war in the north, many refugees have flocked to Jianye, the capital of the southern country, in the past half month. Although the government is controlled by the aristocratic families, the aristocratic families have money, but the court has no money. After arguing for several days, the court still hasn't discussed how to settle these refugees. Some noble girls in the city have sent rice and food, distributed porridge and medicine, which eased the pressure faced by the court and became a hot topic for a while.

The most eye-catching one is the famous beauty in Jianye in the past six months, the cousin of the Lu family in Danyang, the cousin of the famous scholar Xunmei Jushi, and the daughter of the Luo family, Luo Lingyu.

First, too many refugees poured into Jianye. Chen Xiu, a woman from a noble family, happened to see them and was moved by pity. Since the owner of the Chen family had all left and she was the only one left, there were many empty yards and houses in the Chen family manor, so Chen Xiu simply offered flowers to help these refugees settle down. Unexpectedly, her action was praised by famous scholars, and Chen Xiu unexpectedly gained a good reputation. Chen Xiu was shocked and did a more effective job in disaster relief.

At that time, many people moved into Zhou Yangling's slum, and she was also studying how to help the poor.

Luo Lingyu wanted to avoid Fan Qingchen who went to the Lu family every day to block her, and she was jealous of Chen Xiu's good reputation. Zhou Lang admired her ability to do things. After discussing with Luo Lingyu, Luo Lingyu simply took her sister and started singing with Chen Xiu. She and Zhou Yangling cooperated with several large temples in the suburbs to provide convenience for these refugees. Seeing them do this, other girls in Jianye followed suit, and each of them became rich and powerful, which surprised and delighted the court facing the pressure of refugees.

As a result, Luo Lingyu's good name was not only spread among the upper class nobles, but she also began to gain reputation among the common people.

In early July, Luo Lingyu and Zhou Yangling had lived in temples on several mountains in the suburbs for more than ten days until the Lu family sent her a letter. Mrs. Lu took the cousins ​​back to live with her. In the hot summer, the Lu family moved to Danyang County City to escape the heat. They planned to celebrate the Qixi Festival this year with the cousins ​​in Danyang County City. The letter was sent to Luo Lingyu because they were afraid that Luo Lingyu would not know the situation and would return to Jianye Wuyi Lane after going down the mountain, and then the Lu family would find an empty yard.

Qixi Festival... Luo Lingyu thought so and told Zhou Yangling that she planned to go down the mountain to Danyang to celebrate the festival. She was not a saint like Zhou Yangling, and she could not live alone in the mountains during the festival to build a good reputation, and she could not see the good atmosphere of the festival at all. Zhou Yangling was strict with himself and lenient with others, so he agreed not to mention it.

Several maids followed the cousin and went down the mountain. After getting on the car, they all rubbed their waists and breathed a sigh of relief. After all, it was so tiring, running around all day, which was much more tiring than taking care of a delicate cousin. The car was shaking on the bumpy road, and the maids were either lying or sitting, with drooping eyelids, and gradually becoming tired.

Suddenly, the ox cart stopped. In the front cart, Luo Lingyu opened the curtain and looked out. Her beautiful eyes turned and saw two men crawling on the road in front of the cart under the bright sun. One was a middle-aged man with a sallow face and cracked lips. He was also leading a young man who was so hungry that his face was pale and his body was thin, like a skinny chicken. The two men sat on the road in front of the cart and cried for help. The cart was blocked, and the driver had no choice but to come over and ask Miss Biao what to do.

The young man had messy hair like straw, and he lowered his head and said nothing. The middle-aged man tried to get up and go to Luo Lingyu's car several times, but was blocked by the guards and the driver. The middle-aged man was unwilling to give up: "Girl, please save our lives. We all escaped from the north and haven't had a full meal for many days."