The Return of a Prodigal Girl 14



"Don't talk nonsense. How can you guess His Majesty's intentions?"

Lord Sun scolded Jiang Luqing.

Jiang Luqing lowered her eyes unhappily and twirled the handkerchief in her hand. "I'm just curious. Besides, this is in our house. There are no outsiders here. It won't get out. What's there to be afraid of?"

Lord Sun glared at him with disappointment, and didn't want to waste time educating his son on behalf of others, so he turned to look at Duke Yingguo, hoping that he could control him.

Unexpectedly, the Duke of England simply said indifferently, "Even at home, you should be careful of ears. Your second brother is in poor health, and His Majesty is suspicious, so this marriage has not been finalized. Don't spread rumors outside, otherwise you will get into trouble and won't be able to find a good wife."

"Ah? So serious? Second brother has a terminal illness?"

Lord Sun: “…”

He couldn't help but turn his head and roll his eyes.

Among the three sons in this family, the one he disliked the most was Jiang Luqing. It was not because he was born out of wedlock, but because as the head of the family, he was not so intolerant.

The biggest reason why he hates Jiang Luqing is that he is stupid!

Raised by his short-sighted father, he became selfish, stupid and pretentious, but the Duke just fell for his pretentiousness. At first he tried to persuade him, but later he realized it was a thankless task, so he turned a blind eye and let him do as he pleased.

The Duke of England was speechless. She pressed her brow and said, "It's not a terminal illness. It's a long story, so don't ask me any more questions. What you need to do now is to control your temper. You're not young anymore, you've reached the right age to get married. Your father and I will help you find a wife and won't let you down. But don't be so bad-tempered when you get married."

She looked at her little son with a headache and said, "Being a husband is not like being at home. If you are too hot-tempered, you will suffer losses."

"I understand, mother. Don't worry."

Jiang Luqing had heard these words countless times, and her ears were callused from them.

Seeing that the Duke of England was about to continue nagging, Jiang Luqing quickly stood up and said, "I think my second brother's snacks are good, and I want to try some. Mother, Father, Luqing will take her leave."

With that, he slipped away like the wind.

The Duke of England sighed, "She's still a child. What will she do when she gets married?"

Lord Sun sneered, "Isn't it because of you and his father? If you marry someone and your life is not going well, just wait and cry."

British Duke "..."

Jiang Lusheng returned to his room and smelled a sweet fragrance after opening the food box.

Huaixiu moved her nose and said in surprise, "What a nice smell! I've never smelled anything so good before."

He stared at the pastries in the food box. Jiang Lusheng took out the pastries one by one and spread them out on the table. There were eight small plates in total, and each plate had three pieces of pastries, which were very exquisite.

Jiang Lusheng pushed a small plate of osmanthus cake in front of Huaixiu and said, "Eat it."

Huaixiu was surprised and happy. "This is a gift from the prince to you. It's not suitable for me to eat it."

"I can't finish it myself. It's hot now, and it won't keep for too long. It would be a waste to throw it away. Let's eat it together. Your Highness won't mind." Jiang Lusheng said as he went into the inner room and took out two clean wet towels. Huaixiu took them and wiped his hands together, then said excitedly, "Thank you, my lord!"

As one of them picked up a piece of dessert and put it in his mouth, the voices of the servant and Jiang Luqing were heard outside.

"Hey, is my second brother in there?"

"Replying to the Third Young Master, the Second Young Master just came back and is in the bedroom."

"I'll go in and take a look."

Jiang Lusheng's eyebrows twitched slightly. What was this bastard going to do next?

"Second brother!" Jiang Lu called out crisply, walked in briskly, sat down at the table without any hesitation, and saw the snacks on the table at a glance.

"Wow, are these pastries from Xuesufang?" He glanced at the food box on the table and said confidently, "Indeed, it is. This is a long-established pastry shop in Kyoto. The pastries are exquisite and delicious, but they are very expensive. They only sell a few every day, so most people have to queue up if they want to eat them."

Jiang Luqing stared straight at one of the plates of dim sum, and then glanced at Jiang Lusheng suggestively.

It's as if saying, "Give me some food, give me some food!"

Jiang Lusheng raised his eyebrows, took a piece of snack he wanted to eat in front of Jiang Luqing, and then put it in his mouth.

Jiang Luqing: “…”

"you--"

He glared at Jiang Lusheng angrily, and Jiang Lusheng looked at him innocently, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Luqing hesitated to speak, and finally gritted her teeth and said, "It's okay."

It’s not his pastry, so what right does he have to say it?

But I really want to eat it!

Jiang Luqing's eyes rolled, and she whispered, "The prince is so kind to my second brother. I want to eat this cake too. Can you give me a piece, second brother?"

Quite flexible.

Jiang Lusheng glanced at him with a half-smile, "Your Highness is indeed very good."

As he said this, he pushed the plate in front of Jiang Luqing. Jiang Luqing immediately picked up a piece and said happily, "I didn't realize it before, but it actually looks pretty good after the prince has tidied it up. He is also very gentle."

Just as he was about to eat the pastry, a hand suddenly reached out and took the pastry from his hand.

Jiang Luqing: "?"

The pastry flew away from my mouth.

He looked over in confusion and saw Jiang Lusheng put the pastry into his mouth with an expressionless face.

"What are you doing? How can you take something back after giving it to someone else?"

Jiang Luqing stood up dissatisfied. Jiang Lusheng gave him a cold look and said, "Go back and look in the mirror."

"?" Jiang Luqing looked at him blankly. "What do you mean? You said I'm ugly?"

Jiang Lusheng ignored him and said to the servant outside, "Show him off——"

The servant came in immediately and asked Jiang Luqing to leave.

Jiang Luqing took a few steps and suddenly turned around to ask the people around him, "Is he sick? Why is he angry for no reason? And he even asked me to look in the mirror?"

The more he spoke, the angrier he became. "No, I have to go back and argue with him!" He rolled up his sleeves.

His servant quickly stopped him, "Sir, the Second Young Master will soon become the Prince of Rong. It's no use breaking up with him now. If you offend him, he'll whisper in Prince Rong's ear, and you'll have no chance of a happy life. Forget it."

Jiang Luqing was stunned and fell silent.

After a while, he turned his head and looked deeply at Jiang Lusheng's yard. Thinking of the pastries that he had not eaten, he left unwillingly.

Huaixiu watched the man disappear from the doorway, then turned back and asked in a low voice, "Master, what did you mean by that just now?"

Jiang Lusheng picked up the teacup and moistened his throat, his expression indifferent. "It's nothing special. I just want him to see himself clearly, face reality, and stop coveting things that don't belong to him."

Only a simple child like Huaixiu could not see the lustful look on her face.

Jiang Lusheng clenched the teacup tightly, his eyes heavy. This life was too special, with too many admirers. He had to marry Lan Shuang as soon as possible, and he had to find a way to completely stop these people from having any ideas about him.

(End of this chapter)

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