The ink on the tip of the pen was thick. He picked up the pen and tapped Luo Lingyu's forehead with the pen through a few fingers. Luo Lingyu was stunned and could only lean back. Her forehead was already cold. The ink dotted her forehead and she met her husband's smiling eyes. Her heart was pounding. She saw Lu Yun's eyes were close to her and his voice was far away from her. He took the wolf hair brush and tapped her like this: "Sister Luo...really smart."

With the letter from her cousin, the help from her elders, and finally considering that Lu Erlang was kind and could be deceived, Luo Lingyu had an 80% chance of getting through this hurdle. The last 20% was just a matter of luck.

The way Lu Yun looked at her changed: he underestimated her.

Her heart felt numb and numb. Luo Lingyu's face flushed. As soon as he left the pen, she raised her hand to touch her forehead, and then she realized that her forehead was black. She looked at Lu Yun, who was writing with his head down, looking at his face, eyebrows, fingers... Luo Lingyu was stunned. When she lowered her head, she felt a coolness on her forehead and her lips curled slightly.

At the door, the maid Zhiyue brought supper to Lu Sanlang who stayed up late. She stood under the flickering curtain and looked at the man and woman sitting opposite each other on the couch. The man was writing while the woman from the Luo family was grinding ink to serve him. The red sleeves added fragrance, and the two of them occasionally met each other's eyes... At first glance, the man was talented and the woman was beautiful, a perfect match. Zhiyue bit her lip, her eyes dimmed, and she walked out of the door.

Zhiyue was lingering outside the door: Sanlang... Could it be that he likes this daughter of the Luo family? But this cousin is so scheming, isn't your vision very high?

If Sanlang is real, then does she... have a chance, or is the chance even slimmer?

Jinyue called from inside: "Zhiyue, what are you doing? Isn't the tea ready yet?"

After Zhiyue responded, she hurried into the house, and was then casually ordered by Lu Saburo to go to "Xuesuyuan" to look for Luo Yunhuan. Not to mention that Zhiyue left reluctantly, after watching Lu Yun finish writing the letter, Luo Lingyu's heart knot loosened slightly, and she fell down, and was persuaded by Jinyue to sleep for a while. Where did Lu Saburo go? She was mumbling and didn't remember whether she asked. In panic, she didn't know how long she had slept, and Luo Lingyu was called up again. With her eyes closed, Jinyue poured another mouthful of bitter medicine. Still in a daze, she felt as if she was picked up by someone.

Until the cold wind blew on her face, Luo Lingyu shuddered suddenly, opened her eyes, and found that it was Lu Yun who was holding her, walking in the cool breeze in the dawn.

Lu Yun said softly: "It's almost dawn, I'll take you back to the temple."

Luo Lingyu's heart trembled, and she raised her eyes and looked at his chin. The man with clear eyebrows and affectionate pulse had a face that was extremely beautiful. He held her and walked in the morning breeze. Luo Lingyu felt that she was being cared for. His embrace was warm, and she unconsciously leaned over... Speculating in her heart, Luo Lingyu whispered: "Why is my third cousin so good to me? Could it be, could it be that you..."

Before she could finish her anxious words, she felt a black screen in front of her eyes, and a cloak came over and covered her face. Luo Lingyu was stunned and puzzled, and then she heard the vibration from Lu Yun's chest. His voice was as clear as jade: "Auntie, are you okay? Why are you going out so early?"

Mrs. Lu was the next to say, "I heard that Erlang had woken up, so I rushed over to see him. Sanlang...it's so early, it's not even daybreak yet, what are you doing?"

Lu Yun: “Take a walk.”

Mrs. Lu: “…”

Mrs. Lu asked, "What is that... in your arms?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yun immediately felt the person in his arms tense up, shivering as she clung to him, and shrank into his arms like crazy. She hugged his waist, soft and tender as a handful of snow, just shaking non-stop... Lu Yun's lips curled slightly, and Mrs. Lu was already suspicious: "It seems to be a woman's body... Sanlang, what on earth are you doing?!"

Lu Yun: "What can I do..."

Madam Lu hissed, shocked: "You slept with our maid?!"

Lu Yun and Luo Lingyu: "..."

The author has something to say: Sister Luo: I can’t wash away the guilt even if I jump into the Yellow River.

Well, some little angels asked me why I only talked about romance and didn't follow the plot. In fact, the plot is still going on. It's just that this article is a new attempt of mine. The plot flies in the midst of eating, drinking and playing. The whole article will be a very relaxed daily life. This article is the only one in recent years that I have tried to use all resources to lean towards the style of the male and female protagonists. That is, except for Lu Saburo and Luo Meimei, everyone else is a supporting role. The male and female protagonists are no longer just a part of the main narrative in the big story, but they are the core, and everything revolves around them. When the story unfolds, everyone will find that the world belongs to the male and female protagonists... I don't know if I have made it clear, anyway, everyone knows that the style of this book is different from the previous ones. This book is just about eating, drinking and playing!

Chapter 25

As we approached Erlang's courtyard, mist filled the forest. A faint light, like a fish belly in the sky, came from the corner. Stepping on the wet fragrance, they met on the narrow road. Mrs. Lu and the maid behind her stared at Lu Sanlang in front of them with a little surprise, and the woman in his arms, whose face and body were covered with a cloak. The maids could not see the woman's face, but vaguely saw a corner of the hem of her skirt overlapping with Lu Sanlang's sleeves.

The color is as bright as emerald.

It looks very familiar, as if I have seen it before.

As we all know, although Lu Sanlang has a peach blossom face, perhaps because of his appearance, he has a noble character and is bright and clear. Unlike Lu Erlang who is calm and reserved, Lu Sanlang is aloof and arrogant. Born into a famous family, the men of the Lu family have more or less had women around them at this age. Even if they are not lustful, they must have been curious and interested.

Only Lu Saburo didn't.

The young ladies of the Lu family were dressed up and came and went, but none of them could say a few words to Lu Sanlang.

Such a proud and cold man actually held a woman in his arms one day?! This, this, this...

Mrs. Lu was dumbfounded, and forgot the purpose of her coming here for a moment, and just stared at Lu Yun. Luo Lingyu in Lu Yun's arms grabbed her husband's sleeves, shaking uncontrollably, and pinched Lu Yun's arm desperately, suggesting that he should find a way to leave quickly. Lu Yun looked back at Mrs. Lu with a handsome face and looked very innocent. Lu Yun acted so calm, as if it was natural, and thick-skinned that Mrs. Lu gradually became confused and had a little doubt about her own cognition.