Old Madam Lu was so angry that she grabbed the candlestick on the table and was about to throw it at Lu Yun. Sparks and lamp oil flew out, and Luo Lingyu was startled: "Grandma!"

Luo Lingyu was just acting, she didn't want to see Lu Yun get beaten or burned. When the candlestick fell, she jumped up and threw herself at Lu Yun. Luo Lingyu's movements were slow, she was not as fast as the candlestick. Lu Yun turned his head to avoid the candlestick, but was hit by his wife who threw herself at him.

The candle fell to the ground, and the flames rolled up the curtains and blazed upwards. The women around were watching calmly, but suddenly they became confused: "Someone, come quickly!"

Luo Lingyu was kneeling on the ground, frantically touching Lu Yun's face and hands, groping everywhere: "You are not burned, are you? Lu Yun, are you hurt anywhere..."

Lu Yun's eyes, which were originally covered with frost, froze for a moment. Seeing that she cared about him so much, she forgot to act and hugged him. He was quite pleased. The frost in his eyes thawed, and stars flowed in his eyes, and he smiled slightly. There was a commotion around, and people were anxious to ask the old lady and put out the fire. When no one was paying attention, Lu Yun lowered his head and pecked Luo Lingyu on the lips.

He smiled and said, "Bad girl, wait and see how I'll deal with you in the future."

Luo Lingyu still had tears in her eyes, and her lips felt cold. His fragrance wafted over her, and his lips brushed against her lips and face, warm and cool. She hadn't had sex for several days, and she didn't feel weak, and her heart was agitated. Plus, there were so many people around, Luo Lingyu was nervous, and her face flushed.

The fire only burned a little bit of the curtains, and Old Lady Lu was just pretending. The fire was quickly put out, and everyone sat down, calmed down, and felt a little tired. What was regrettable was that Chen Xue's handkerchief was burned by the old lady. Luo Lingyu's eyes flashed, and she knew that Old Lady Lu was on her side on the surface, but deep down in her heart she was still on Lu Yun's side. She snorted, and was very jealous of Lu Yun's favor, and glared at Lu Yun.

Old Madam Lu advised them: "Sanlang, don't even think about Chen Xue. I don't believe your wife is any worse than a zither girl. There must be some misunderstanding between you and Lingyu. That kind of thing is not acceptable in our family. I still remember how you wrote to me in your letter and told me that you liked Lingyu..."

Lu Yun: "Cough, cough, cough!"

Old Madam Lu was startled by his cough.

Luo Lingyu suddenly raised her eyes: "What? He wrote to me and said how much he liked me? Grandma, is the letter still there? I want to see it."

Old Madam Lu looked at the two of them. Lu Yun kept coughing and hinting, while Luo Lingyu was charming and blinking expectantly. The old lady was confused by their attitudes for a moment and felt that they did not seem to be quarreling. However, she could not explain why. Old Madam Lu thought about it for a while and asked the maid to get the letter.

The women in the family were also interested and sat over to look at the letter that Lu Yun had written.

"Grandma, I didn't want to marry. If it wasn't her, there wouldn't be anyone else."

"Love is deep and sorrow is deep, who doesn't miss someone?"

"I just want to marry her."

"Please help me, Grandma."

Luo Lingyu sat next to Old Lady Lu, reading the letters one by one. The tears in her eyes gradually disappeared, she covered her cheeks and couldn't help laughing, while looking at Lu Sanlang who was still kneeling on the ground. Her eyes were full of flirting and flirting, and fell on Lu Yun. Lu Yun raised his eyebrows, and tried to look cold, but his heart was boiling, and he wanted to hug her and press her under him——

How dare you hook him like this in public.

Old Madam Lu: "Look, you guys used to have such a good life. That Chen Xue, how can she compare to you? Sanlang, don't ever mention letting Chen Xue marry into your family again. Lingyu, please forgive Sanlang. You two, just hurry up and give me a great-granddaughter."

Luo Lingyu was quick to figure out that the old lady was looking forward to a "great-granddaughter" instead of a "great-grandson". The elders' strong expectations made her feel very stressed, and she thought of the Lu family's curse of male dominance and female decline, which had never been broken.

When Luo Lingyu was feeling anxious, she heard Madam Lu say half jokingly and half seriously, "Sanlang, you can't bully your wife. For the first three years after marriage, you can't mention taking a concubine again."

Lu Yun acted reluctantly and said with embarrassment: "...Yes."

Lu Yun and Luo Lingyu were playing tricks on each other, looking unhappy, and were held hands by old lady Lu. After being persuaded by other female relatives, led by Mrs. Lu, the two were forced to hold hands and left unwillingly. Before leaving, Lu Yun's face was indifferent, and Luo Lingyu pouted her lips, so much so that a jade pot could be hung on them.

The young couple went out. The maid went out for a while and came back to say that Sanlang and the third young master's wife were no longer arguing and had really gone back.

Old Madam Lu then sighed, "...These two enemies are causing trouble for me all day long! I never feel at ease for a single day."

Mrs. Lu laughed: "This is what a pair of bickering lovers look like."

The other female relatives advised: "Don't worry, old lady, they can't be separated. I think the two children just like to make trouble, and their relationship is still very good."

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Leaving the old lady's courtyard and heading back to the Qing Courtyard, Lu Yun and Luo Lingyu held hands to reassure others. By the end, their hands were sweating.

When they were in the flower forest, two steps away from the "Qingyuan", Lu Yun stopped, let go of his wife's hand, and looked at the sweat on her hand with disgust. He raised his chin slightly and stretched out his hand to Luo Lingyu: "Handkerchief."

Luo Lingyu: "...You are disgusted by the sweat on my hands, and you still ask me to wipe them with a towel? You are such an asshole, Lu Xuechen!"

But even as she said that, she cast a seductive glance at her husband with her loving eyes, and threw a clean handkerchief into Lu Sanlang's arms. Lu Yun lowered his head to wipe his hands, and Luo Lingyu turned around to leave, but someone pulled her sleeve. She couldn't control herself at all, and fell backwards, and was held in Lu Yun's arms. He walked forward, and she stepped back somewhat stiffly. Finally, the girl leaned against the flower tree, raised her head and pretended to be calm as she watched him leaning down to look at her.

Luo Lingyu scolded him: "You hurt my hand!"

Lu Yun seemed to smile, and pinched her face. He hadn't pinched her face for a long time, and Luo Lingyu almost forgot his bad habit. Now he pinched her, she screamed, tears flashed in her eyes, and stared at him angrily. Lu Yun lowered his peach blossom eyes and said softly: "You try this on me again. Didn't I say I won't fall for it?"