"You are free. If you are sick, no girls will come to you."

"I see a lot of girls are asking for help, all wanting to talk to famous men. So, your Lu family has been busy these past two days, right? The girls have all come to see Lu Sanlang, right? I promised that little girl Liu Tang to help her talk to Jiang Daru, so that she can go to Jiang Daru to meet him. The girls are all using their connections, but why isn't your cousin making any moves? Does she think that Lu Sanlang is enough, and she doesn't need to meet other famous men?"

"Anyway, I'm going to take little girl Liu Tang to see Mr. Jiang. If your cousin is okay, come with me..."

Liu Mu said this very casually. He was indeed amazed by the "Flying to the Moon" dance that Luo Lingyu choreographed that night, and he was indeed interested in it, and he was indeed willing to help Luo Lingyu...

Unexpectedly, Lu Erlang Lu Xian, who had come to him two days ago to tell him how good Cousin Luo was, reacted particularly strongly. Before Liu Mu could finish expressing his opinion, Lu Xian sat up from the sickbed excitedly and grabbed the hand of King Hengyang. His eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, his eyes were red, and his tone was fierce: "No!"

"Don't go with her!"

Liu Mu was frightened and froze, leaning back: "..."

Then he frowned and said, "...If you don't want to go, then don't go. It's like I'm forcing you to do something."

Hearing that Liu Mu didn't care about this matter at this time, Lu Xian breathed a sigh of relief, lay back down, and continued to stare at Liu Mu and ponder his own thoughts.

Liu Mu felt uneasy at the look in his eyes and thought: He is sick.

The Lu family is ill.

…

The moon rises above the willows, and we make an appointment after sunset.

When Lu Yun returned to his room at night, his maid Jinyue brought him the flower ribbon sent by his cousin. It was still a flower ribbon she made herself, the paper was apricot red, and the ink was smudged on the paper, forming a cloud-like shape. The paper was transparent and clean, and paired with the beautiful small characters on the paper, it was so elegant to look at.

Jinyue sighed again: "My cousin is really amazing. The flower pattern is so beautiful, it's rare in Jianye."

Lu Yun smiled and put away the flower seal, knowing full well what Luo Lingyu had planned to do. He did not say much to Jin Yue. After dinner, Jin Yue and the other girls saw their husband go to the study, and then they pushed the door open and went out to do their own things. They did not know that Lu Sanlang had only been in the study for a while. When it was late at night and the sound of people was faint, Lu Sanlang had already climbed over the wall and left the "Qingyuan" and went all the way to the "Xuesuyuan".

He also climbed over the wall and entered the yard. After entering the yard, he stood behind the magnolia tree and saw that the lights in a row of houses were off. Lu Yun smiled: There is not a single servant. My cousin is really well prepared.

Lu Yun rarely went to "Xuesuyuan". He didn't walk more than two steps. He stood under the wall and put his finger under his lips, making a clear sound. The sound was not loud, but it was clear and transparent. Lu Yun waited for only a breath, then raised his eyebrows. Through the shadows of the flowers, he saw the door of the main house quietly opened, and a girl in a close-fitting long-sleeved dance dress walked out on tiptoe, with a heavy heart. After she looked around the courtyard, Lu Yun stood out from behind the flower tree.

He looked her up and down and said, "It's just a dance, but you're so sneaky, as if I'm having an affair with you."

Luo Lingyu glared at him.

Luo Lingyu still looked around nervously. Seeing that he didn't care, she whispered, "How can a noble girl dance like a dancer for others to see? If I were seen by others, I would be ashamed to live. It would be so embarrassing to be alone..." She was halfway through her words when she saw Lu Yun's face sank and his expression was not right. She hurriedly tried to save the situation in a coquettish way, "...But Brother Xuechen, you are different. Dancing for you is different from dancing for others."

Luo Lingyu raised her eyelids and smiled at him, then walked forward and hooked her hand around his sleeve.

She smiled with spring in her eyes, and hooked her hands on his sleeves, and Lu Yun's expression eased. Lu Yun put his arms around her shoulders, led her forward, and teased, "Sister Yu'er, you are so naughty."

Luo Lingyu rolled her eyes behind her back.

Lingxi had already told her that a Liulifang that she had never seen before was willing to accept her armlet. She just wanted to make Lu Yun happy for now. Once she defeated the "Flower God" and the money came, she would no longer have to be threatened by Lu Yun.

…

She had already promised Lu Yun that her spot might be in his hands. Although Luo Lingyu was always embarrassed towards this cousin and did not want to face him with her true face again and again, Luo Lingyu still tried her best and danced for him with the greatest enthusiasm.

The moon was bright and clear, the courtyard was empty, and the man sat quietly on the railing under the porch, looking through the bushes at the girl in the courtyard who was dancing with her clothes sticking to her waist.

His eyes were quiet, dark, and bottomless. He sat behind the bushes, and said nothing, just staring at her. Luo Lingyu, with her back to him, seemed to feel his burning gaze on her lower back. That gaze seemed to pierce through her, and every time she looked back, she would meet his eyes. Luo Lingyu gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, pretending not to see him, and concentrated on remembering how to dance the dance she had choreographed.

Her hands are like orchids, and her waist is like floating duckweed.

The sleeves are raised like flying snow, and the love is deep when looking back.

It is not exactly the same as the "Running to the Moon" of that day. That day, Luo Lingyu had a flying bun. Today, perhaps because there was no maid to help her, she would not tie such a complicated bun. Today, her makeup is much simpler and clearer. She is wearing a snow-white dress made of ramie, and her long hair is tied up with only a jade hairpin. The hair on her cheeks sways gently. She turns around with her eyes closed, and her waist twists a little. She looks quiet and gentle, like a magnolia in clear water, and is particularly moving.

Luo Lingyu's dancing skills are average, but her figure and charm are unmatched.

Her waist was as slender as a water snake; her breasts were as plump as the snow on the mountain. With a frown, a raised hand, a turn... Lu Yun looked at her quietly, his eyes sometimes moved away, but only for a moment, his eyes were back on her. Then he moved away again, and then came back again...

As Luo Lingyu danced, she heard silence all around her, as if she was completely unaware of Lu Sanlang's presence. This made her relax, and she threw herself into the dance. Suddenly, in the silence, she heard a gentle and clear sound of music, with a faint coolness and fragrance, behind her.