After finally sending Lu Xian away, Luo Lingyu didn't understand Lu Xian's purpose except for the appointment to go to Zhongshan and get an old painting of Lu Sanlang. After Erlang left, Luo Lingyu stood at the door and asked the maid Lingyu to see if Sanlang was at home. After Lingyu left, Luo Lingyu didn't go out, but still sat in the house looking at the two paintings. She looked left and right, with a tangled expression. Luo Lingyu could no longer see the Hetian jade hairpin that she had placed on the small table for comparison. She stood up, carefully rolled up the scroll, and made up her mind -

Not for sale!

Definitely not for sale!

"Sister?" Luo Yunhuan's little head popped out from behind the door, and she called Luo Lingyu in a low and questioning voice.

Luo Lingyu raised her eyebrows.

After the incident of Lu Erlang falling into the water, she led Luo Yunhuan to apologize to Lu Erlang in private, and Lu Erlang also brought Lu Silang and Lu Chang to apologize to her. With the tacit consent of Lu Xian and Luo Lingyu, the matter was considered to be over, but since then, Luo Yunhuan has become much more timid and always stays in the house quietly. Seeing her sister like this, Luo Lingyu has been looking for an opportunity to comfort her...but she hasn't found it yet.

Luo Lingyu: "Is there something wrong with Huan'er?"

Luo Yunhuan lingered at the door: "Sister, are you looking at my third cousin's things?"

"Well... you also know that I have admired Xunmei for many years," Luo Lingyu blinked, "What's wrong?"

Luo Yunhuan lowered her head and rubbed her toes on the ground. She heard some of the conversation between her sister and second cousin, and she had a secret about her third cousin in her heart. After the second cousin fell into the water, she was really scared. She felt that she shouldn't tell her sister, but she had promised her third cousin not to tell... Luo Yunhuan whispered: "Sister, have you never thought that the third cousin... does he look familiar?"

Luo Lingyu: “……!”

She lowered her head sharply and stared at her sister: "Why does she look familiar?"

Luo Yunhuan then lowered his head and grumbled, refusing to say more.

Well, she won't tell me, Luo Lingyu thought to herself. They had lived in Ruyang and Nanyang before, and they definitely had never met Lu Yun. If they had, how could she have no impression of Lu Yun given his appearance? She didn't think she had met Lu Yun, but Lu Yun had asked her several times, "Don't you remember me?" Now her sister also asked her, "Do you look familiar?"... Luo Lingyu was at a loss, and immediately searched for the outline in her mind.

A face like Lu Saburo...

"My wife!" Lingyu called out from outside, interrupting Luo Lingyu's reverie. "Sanlang wasn't at home, but when I came back just now, I saw him when I crossed the West Bridge! He's back from outside!"

Luo Lingyu: “Really?!”

She suddenly forgot about her sister's story about how Lu Sanlang looked unfamiliar. She rolled up the scroll and put it in the cabinet, lifted her skirt, and ran out of "Xuesuyuan" and headed for "Qingyuan". The fact that Lu Sanlang looked unfamiliar was secondary. What she knew now was that Lu Yun was the monk Xunmei whom she had been pursuing for many years.

Lu Yun walked slowly through the Lu family's courtyard, heading for the "Qingyuan". He lowered his head, still thinking about what Liu Chu had said to him, and thinking about the plans of the King of Hengyang. Suddenly, a female voice panted behind his ear: "Cousin——!"

Lu Yun stopped and turned around to look. Before he could take a closer look, a girl bumped into him from behind. He staggered back several steps and leaned against a tree behind him. His face immediately darkened.

He was just walking in his own house, but a girl bumped into him!

Chapter 29

A soft and slender female body came close to me, her scent full and her hair thick.

However, Lu Yun was entangled with women too much, and he never wanted to enjoy it.

He grabbed the girl's arm and was about to pull her away and throw her out. He looked down and saw the pretty girl raised her face, her eyes as bright as a lake, looking at him affectionately. Lu Yun's grip on her arm loosened for a moment, then tightened again. After he came to his senses, his brows furrowed: "Why is it you again, Cousin Luo?"

Lu Yun: "You..."

The girl was panting in his arms because of running too much. When she raised her face, her breath sprayed on his face. She was in his arms again, her chest pressed tightly against his... Lu Yun's face looked a little strange, and when he was about to speak again, he heard footsteps. Lu Yun looked up and found that this was a flower forest not far from "Qingyuan". The lake water was clear, and several maids on the bridge came over, talking and laughing. Lu Yun had already seen their figures. Lu Yun pushed Luo Lingyu, but Luo Lingyu didn't let him go. Lu Yun raised his eyebrows and glanced at her with a smile.

He gave her a look: I'll settle with you later! Don't blame me for being rude if you can't explain your ugly face.

Luo Lingyu held him tightly, thinking: This is the Buddhist Xunmei... This is the living Buddhist Xunmei.

Her waist felt hot because her lover's hand was on her waist and lifted her up. When Luo Lingyu blushed, Lu Yun raised his sleeves and the breeze blew past her ears. He held her waist with one hand and raised his sleeves with the other hand to cover her face. In this position, Lu Yun hugged Luo Lingyu and spun around. They were still leaning against the tree, but this time they entered the flower forest. They had their backs to the outside, and the maids passing by were still talking and laughing, and they didn't notice the two of them at all.

Lu Yun lowered his head and said lazily: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Luo Lingyu: “Yeah!”

She looked up and looked at Lu Yun with strange eyes for a long time. When Lu Yun's face became more and more ugly, Luo Lingyu reluctantly looked away. The posture of the two was still very strange. Lu Yun moved his hand and saw her side face when she lowered her head. It was white and tender. A few petals fell on the girl's hair as the flower tree above her head fluttered. Lu Sanlang's heart was shaken, and his fingers were numb, but he didn't push her away.

He was nonchalant: Was she trying to seduce him again, or did she have some other purpose?

Seeing her organize her words, she whispered softly, "I came here specially..."

Luo Lingyu's heart skipped a beat. She felt that Lu Yun was biased against her. He was nice to her at one moment and hateful to her at another. What if he refused to admit that he was "Xunmei Jushi" because he hated her?

Lu Yun leaned down, his breath came into contact with her at a short distance, floating on the tip of her nose. The young man was handsome, with affectionate eyes. He said "hmm" softly, and Luo Lingyu's heart trembled. Her cheeks were hot and red from his breath. After a long time of confusion, Luo Lingyu finally said, "I'm here to thank my third cousin for the painting he gave me."