Chapter 7
After everything was packed up, Lin Qingyu and Lu Wancheng said goodbye to Lin's father and mother and returned to Nan'an Marquis Mansion.
Everyone in the Lin residence escorted them to the gate of the mansion. Lu Wancheng got on the carriage first to make it easier for Lin Qingyu to say goodbye to his family.
Although the Lin Mansion and the Nan'an Marquis Mansion are both in the capital, it is not easy for the young master of the marquisate to go back to his mother's home. According to the rules, he must at least get the permission of his mistress. In a year, he can only go home a few times.
Mother Lin's eyes were red because she was reluctant to let go. Lin Qinghe held his brother's hand and refused to let go. But the most emotional one was Huantong, who grew up with Lin Qingyu.
When Lin Qingyu got married, Huantong wanted to follow him to the Nan'an Marquis Mansion. For his future, Lin Qingyu forced him to stay in the Lin Mansion. Huantong has no father or mother. He was sold to the Lin family as soon as he could remember. Growing up, following the young master and serving him are the only things he knows how to do. Lin Qingyu was not at home. He didn't know what to do. He was in a daze all day long, and life seemed to have lost its meaning.
After finally waiting for Lin Qingyu to return home, he cried and insisted on following Lin Qingyu back to the mansion. He also begged Lin's mother to speak for him: "You don't have anyone you can trust in the mansion now. You should take Huantong with you. Your father and I will feel a little more at ease."
Lin Qingyu weighed the pros and cons again and again, and finally nodded: "Huantong, pack up and get in the car."
Huantong just burst into laughter.
Lin Qingyu got on the carriage and briefly told Lu Wancheng about Huantong. Lu Wancheng smiled nonchalantly: "This is a happy event. Lanfeng Pavilion is now full of girls, and the yin energy is too heavy."
Lin Qingyu sighed, "I just don't want him to be trapped in the inner house like me."
Lu Wancheng disagreed: "What's wrong with being trapped in the inner house? For someone like you who has great ambitions, it is true that you are trapped; but for me - please let me stay in the inner house for the rest of my life, thank you."
Lin Qingyu turned his head and said, "People with different ideologies cannot work together."
The carriage started moving, and Lin Qingyu watched through the window as his family members gradually disappeared into the distance.
"Goodbye, brother." Lin Qinghe waved his little hand, and when he saw Lu Wancheng, he mustered up the courage to say, "Goodbye, brother Wancheng."
Lu Wancheng smiled and said, "Goodbye, Xiao Qinghe." Closing the car window, he said to Lin Qingyu, "Your brother seems to like me very much."
Lin Qingyu nodded: "Qinghe has had the problem of judging people by their appearance since he was a child. I have thought of many ways to make him change, but unfortunately he still only likes to be close to people with outstanding looks."
Lu Wancheng raised the corner of his lips: "I seem to hear someone praising my good looks."
Lin Qingyu glanced at him and said, "You... are indeed okay." Although he completely disagreed with Lu Wancheng's style of doing things, his face was barely acceptable.
Lu Wancheng was stunned, as if he didn't expect Lin Qingyu to praise him. Even if Lin Qingyu didn't think it was a compliment, he was just telling the truth. At this time, Lu Wancheng became modest: "Thank you for the compliment, the most beautiful lady."
Lin Qingyu asked: "Who is the most beautiful woman?"
“You.”
Lin Qingyu frowned: "There is no such saying. The world is so big, there are all kinds of things. Who can guarantee that they have seen all of them? Since I haven't seen them, how can I compare them?"
Lu Wancheng smiled faintly, "Someone has seen it, and she told me."
Lin Qingyu naturally wouldn't believe such nonsense: "Absurd."
Lu Wancheng's smile did not fade. He touched his chin and said, "She also told me that my face should be ranked in the top five in the book... in Dayu? But I think it's pretty average, much worse than my previous ones..."
He started babbling and talking nonsense again.
Lin Qingyu closed his eyes and blocked out Lu Wancheng's voice.
If nothing unexpected happens, Liang should have known that Lu Wancheng brought five carts of gifts to the Lin Mansion. I wonder what she feels about it and whether she will take the opportunity to cause trouble.
Logically speaking, this matter has nothing to do with him, and Liang is looking for her son. However, Liang had always doted on Lu Wancheng on the surface, so she probably wouldn't argue with him about this. When he goes to pay his respects to Mrs. Liang tomorrow, he will probably be "advised" indirectly.
Thinking of this, Lin Qingyu felt annoyed.
Back at the Nan'an Marquis Mansion, Lu Wancheng was carried out of the car in a drowsy state. Huantong pushed Lu Wancheng and followed behind Lin Qingyu, looking around curiously. When they were almost at Lanfeng Pavilion, Lu Wancheng was almost awake. He yawned and said, "I think we took the wrong road?"
This is clearly the way back to Lanfeng Pavilion. Lin Qingyu said to Huantong: "Ignore him and keep going."
Lu Wancheng put his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair and supported his forehead: "According to the rules, when we come back from the Lin Mansion, shouldn't we go and greet my mother before returning to our room?"
Lin Qingyu paused and looked back at him: "According to the rules, you should get up early every day to pay your respects to her. Did you go?"
"No." Lu Wancheng insisted, "So I should go now while I'm awake."
Lin Qingyu began to feel suspicious. On weekdays, when Liang came to Lanfeng Pavilion to visit the sick, Lu Wancheng would either say a few perfunctory words to her or say that he was not feeling well and could not see anyone. He never paid his respects to her even once. One can imagine what the relationship between this mother and son is like. Today, Lu Wancheng was away from home for a day due to illness, and he had been sitting in a carriage for a long time. He was obviously very tired. At this time, he actually took the initiative to ask to pay his respects to Liang. Could it be...
Lin Qingyu had a vague guess and said, "Young Marquis is very filial, so let's go."
The two arrived at Liang's yard. Liang had just finished her midnight snack and when she heard that they were coming to pay their respects, she asked someone to prepare some tea and snacks.
Lin Qingyu pushed Lu Wancheng and greeted her. Seeing that Lu Wancheng looked unwell and his eyebrows and eyes were full of fatigue, she said distressedly: "Although it is natural for the husband to accompany the lady back home, Wancheng is a patient after all. Even if he doesn't go, the Lin family will definitely understand."
Lu Wancheng smiled and said, "Qingyu said the same thing. In order to prevent me from going, he secretly left without telling me. Mother, do you think he should be punished?"
Lin Qingyu raised his eyebrows.
Lu Wancheng...it was indeed because of this matter.
Liang looked at Lin Qingyu, paused for a moment without leaving any trace, and said softly: "Qingyu is considering your health, there is no need to punish you for this."
Lu Wancheng chuckled and said, "Since mother has said so, I won't punish you. But this won't happen again. Don't leave me alone again, Qingyu?"
Lin Qingyu had mixed feelings: "Yeah."
Lu Wancheng chatted with Liang for a while and mentioned the return gift as if inadvertently: "Qingyu's return gift was taken from my biological mother's dowry, so I didn't tell my mother in advance. I think my mother doesn't mind."
Liang smiled, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, then said, "Those were left to you by your biological mother, so you can do whatever you want with them."
Lin Qingyu had heard earlier that Liang was not Lu Wancheng's biological mother. Lu Wancheng's biological mother was the original wife of Marquis Nan'an, and the legitimate daughter of Duke Wen, the most powerful of the powerful in the capital. Duke Wen has two daughters, one married into the Nan'an Marquis's Mansion, and the other is the current Empress.
Lu Wancheng was born in a marquis's mansion and had a prominent maternal family, so he had a bright future. Unfortunately, his biological mother died of hemorrhage during childbirth due to complications, and as a result, he was born weak and sickly, and it was predicted that he would not live past the age of twenty.
Marquis Nan'an loved his eldest son very much and spent all his efforts on curing his illness. He did not dare to teach him as strictly as he would raise his legitimate son. Later, in order to have someone to take care of the affairs in the mansion, he married Liang as his second wife and had a son and a daughter.
Lu Wancheng has been raised by Liang since she was a child. Liang always puts Lu Wancheng first in everything. She is like a biological mother, but better than a biological mother - at least this is what the matchmaker told Lin Qingyu before she married into the family.
After returning from Liang, Lu Wancheng had almost reached his limit and lay down after drinking the medicine. Lin Qingyu also rested on the soft couch, and the screen with the mandarin ducks playing in the water was still between them.
Lin Qingyu recalled everything that happened today and couldn't help asking, "Young Marquis, are you asleep?"
Lu Wancheng's voice came from behind the screen: "Not yet. Why, do you want to talk with me late into the night?"
Lin Qingyu said slowly: "Actually, you are not a stupid person."
"Of course I'm not." Lu Wancheng said with a smile, "What are you thinking about? I was always the top student when I was in school."
Lin Qingyu didn't believe it: "How can a lazy person like you get the first place?"
Lu Wancheng's voice gradually weakened: "Well... there is no conflict between being tired of studying and getting the first place."
"What do you mean?"
"There are some things I hate to do, but I know that doing them will be beneficial, so I force myself to do them. This is true for studying and for paying respects."
Lin Qingyu thought for a moment and asked again: "But you have been recovering from illness since you were born, so how could you have the opportunity to study with others?"
Lin Qingyu waited for a moment, but when she didn't get any response from Lu Wancheng, she knew that he had fallen asleep.
After the first month of the year, the weather became warmer day by day, and the most difficult winter days for patients were finally over. As the days got warmer, Lu Wancheng's health improved significantly and he no longer needed a wheelchair to get around. In addition to sleeping, he also liked walking his bird, appreciating flowers, playing pot-shooting, watching plays... In short, he liked anything that could provide fun without him having to move much.
On this day, Lin Qingyu was preparing medicine according to the prescription in the study. The prescription was written by his father on the day he returned home. He wanted to figure out the mystery behind it. As for whether to give it to Lu Wancheng, he had not decided yet. Some of the medicines in this prescription are poisonous and will cause additional pain to the patient after taking them. I wonder if there are other relatively mild medicines that can replace them...
The clear cry of an oriole interrupted Lin Qingyu's thoughts. The sound was melodious and pleasant, and it was a pleasure to listen to it in his spare time, but it would only be annoying when it came out when he was concentrating.
Lin Qingyu didn't want to pay attention to it. He closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down. But the sound of the oriole chirping continued, mixed with the laughter, and Lin Qingyu could no longer bear it. He stood up, opened the window, and said coldly to someone who was walking his bird: "Young Marquis, please take care of your bird."
Lu Wancheng looked back when he heard the voice, holding a golden bird cage in his hand. Besides Huantong, there was a group of beautiful girls around him. They were all maids from Lanfeng Pavilion, attracted by the singing thrush in the bird cage. Behind him was a golden peach tree that bloomed prematurely.
"It's Doctor Lin," Lu Wancheng spoke to him through the window. The spring breeze blew past, and there was a smile in his voice. "Do you want to play with my bird?"
Lu Wancheng's face was still sickly pale, he was thin and tall, and his expression was lazy and casual, like a drunk jade mountain, but Lin Qingyu felt a different breath.
He inexplicably felt that Lu Wancheng should not look so frail, but should be a young man "riding a horse and leaning on a sloping bridge, with red sleeves waving on the building".
"I'm busy." Lin Qingyu said, "Can you guys keep your voice down?"
Lu Wancheng said, "I'm sorry. But you've been in the study for most of the day, it's time to take a rest."
Huan Tong agreed, "That's right, Master. The sun is so nice today, why don't you join us in listening to the thrush singing."
"I'm sorry you won't keep me company if I'm distracted by these things." Lin Qingyu said, and slammed the window shut.
Lu Wancheng said regretfully: "Your young master can be really boring sometimes."
Huan Tong and Lu Wan Cheng were playing together, but in her heart she still supported her young master: "That's because we are in the Marquis' Mansion. When he was in the Lin Mansion, the young master was not like this."
Lu Wancheng thought of how Lin Qingyu had studied with his mentor for many years, and said, "You are right." Then he smiled again, "But even if he is boring, I still think..."
Before he could finish his words, a loud collision sound was heard in the study. Everyone pushed the door open and walked in, only to see Lin Qingyu leaning against a bookshelf, with several medical books scattered around him and a fallen wooden stool.
Huan Tong asked anxiously, "Master, are you okay?"
Lin Qingyu said calmly: "Nothing happened. I just accidentally stepped on empty space when putting the book down." He saw so many people gathered at the door, and his expression was quite uncomfortable. "You have nothing to do?"
Lu Wancheng held his arm and said with a smile: "Don't be shy, a beauty is still beautiful when she falls."
"I didn't fall, I just sprained it." Lin Qingyu groaned as the sharp pain came, "Help me to the bedroom, there are medicines there."
"How can you walk like this?" Lu Wancheng said, "I'll carry you."
Lin Qingyu was surprised: "You..."
What happened to Lu Wancheng? Suddenly, you have lost awareness of your own frail body?
Lu Wancheng's hand slid to his waist and picked him up by the waist.
With this hug, Lu Wancheng's face changed slightly, his body swayed violently, and he almost fell down with the person in his arms. Fortunately, Huantong was there to steady him.
Lin Qingyu's face turned pale with pain: "I beg you, please don't torment me."
Lu Wancheng has never been so uneasy as he is now: "I'm not..."
"Let me do it, young marquis! I'm very strong!"
Lu Wancheng watched Huantong easily carry Lin Qingyu on his back and quickly run to the bedroom. He suddenly laughed and said, "Damn it."
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