Chapter 101: Thousands of Heartbeats Lingering Between Eyebrows

Xie Yan did not expect Lu Mingchao to suddenly turn around.

She tilted her head back, and was very close to him. The velvet in her hair brushed his chin, and the two of them seemed to be about to touch each other.

He saw the smile that was about to spread in her eyes, sparkling in the winter sun, as if a ray of warm sunshine reached directly into his heart, so bright that it made his heart shudder.

"What about archery?"

Lu Mingchao's eyelashes trembled slightly, the sound was crisp and joyful.

Xie Yan thought that no one could reject such a Ming Dynasty.

Well, he can't.

Suddenly, he recalled the first time he saw the velvet flowers falling quietly in the snow that night, and he has kept them secretly until now.

"I will make you a bow in the next two days."

"When you are well trained, I will take you hunting."

Lu Mingchao's smile deepened, and he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Ayan, did I ever tell you that you are really amazing?"

"no."

"No? Obviously there is. Ah Yan, have you forgotten?"

"I will never forget what you said."

Xie Yan lowered his eyes, with thousands of emotions lingering between his brows.

He saw him in her eyes.

And she saw herself in his eyes.

Lu Mingchao suddenly felt an inexplicable panic, and this feeling spread quickly from his heart to his limbs like an electric current, making him feel numb and tingling.

Xie Yan is truly a person who can amaze time.

He lowered his head suddenly and said dryly, "I don't know what the situation is in Changhe County."

Xie Yan raised his hand and straightened the velvet flowers on the edge of Lu Mingchao's bun. "Mingchao, you changed the subject too abruptly."

Lu Mingchao snorted and stuffed the bow and arrow into Xie Yan's arms. "See through it but don't say it."

The strong wind blew through the dead trees in the yard, bringing with it a cool breeze.

Xie Yan lowered his eyebrows and eyes, his Ming Dynasty also had feelings for him.

After packing up the bow and arrows and the straw target, Xie Yan pulled Lu Mingchao to sit by the window. "Mingchao, even though you are very awkward in changing the subject, I still want to answer you."

"The children's story of the brother taking his younger brother's wife and then killing him must have spread all over Changhe."

Lu Mingchao glared at Xie Yan and said, "Next time you don't have to respond to every sentence."

She never doubted Xie Yan's ability, just as Xie Yan supported all her decisions.

Xie Yan smiled brightly.

"gentlemen."

Feng Jinyu's crisp voice rang out.

Lu Mingchao retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted, cleared his throat, and put on the serious demeanor of a teacher.

Xie Yan laughed softly, "My Ming Dynasty is also a master."

"Then I'll go into town."

Lu Mingchao said dignifiedly, "Come back early."

"Hello, Master's wife!"

As they passed each other, Feng Jinyu stopped and spoke in a loud and firm voice, as if he was solemnly swearing an oath.

Xie Yan pursed his lips. He should be satisfied.

A male teacher's wife is a male teacher's wife. Even though it's a bit weird, it's still much better than a young woman.

Xie Yan nodded without saying anything.

When Xie Yan entered the city, he did not use a carriage, but directly pulled a horse out of the stable, jumped lightly and rode away.

Feng Jinyu heard the sound and rubbed his eyes. "Horse?"

“It’s actually a horse?”

Lu Mingchao's mouth twitched slightly. "You stayed for so long yesterday, and you didn't know?"

Feng Jinyu nodded blankly, "I didn't see it."

Lu Mingchao glanced at the stable by the wall. Was it so inconspicuous?

"Come inside."

Feng Jinyu retracted her gaze as instructed and followed Lu Mingchao into the house.

"Jin Yu, San Bao will teach you how to read and write. I have already told her not to make any noise during the lesson."

…

Changhe County.

Mr. Sun and Sun Zhiye rode in a horse-drawn carriage through the streets and alleys to the county government office.

There was a dark blue spot under Grandpa Sun's eyes, and they were obviously red and swollen. After getting in the car, he turned slightly to the side, neither looking at Sun Zhiye nor saying a word.

Seeing this, Sun Zhiye pinched his brows, as if he had something to say. He opened his mouth several times, but just sighed, and all the words he wanted to say were melted into that breath.

When he becomes a successful person, his father will understand him.

The long street is always bustling on a sunny day.

The sounds of hawking, bargaining, and children playing and fighting on the street corners drifted in faintly through the carriage.

The dude is dead in prison?

Sun Zhiye's hand suddenly stopped at the moment of pinching his eyebrows. An indescribable feeling of uneasiness quietly grew in his heart, as if something was gradually getting out of his control.

Could it be that before he had a chance to perform, the news that his second brother committed suicide in prison had already spread?

“Stop!”

Sun Zhiye pushed open the car window, twirling a few copper coins in his hand, and waving to the people on the street, clapping his hands to play games.

The children stared at Sun Zhiye with vigilance. After seeing the copper coin clearly, they hesitated and struggled for a while before the older children mustered up the courage to come to the carriage.

"Sing the nursery rhyme you just sang again, and these coppers are yours."

The child was delighted and said, "Sir, if I sing it more times, can I get more money?"

Sun Zhiye took a deep breath and said, "You sing first."

The copper money gave the child endless power, and he shouted at the top of his voice.

"Brother is not a good person,"

"The house is restless."

"My wife and my brother are both fine,"

"The dude is dead in prison."

"Lies are as thick as the sky,"

"There is no loophole in the net of heaven."

As soon as he uttered the last sentence, he stood on tiptoe and stretched out his hand to grab the copper coin, looking at Sun Zhiye eagerly, "Sir, do you still need to sing?"

“I can sing better.”

Sun Zhiye was stunned for a moment, his eyelashes slowly drooped, he closed the car window, and felt like he was about to suffocate.

Those nursery rhymes seemed to be huge rocks dropped from the sky, pressing down on him and making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Grandpa Sun glanced at Sun Zhiye from the corner of his eye. He saw his chest heaving up and down, and his clenched fists at his sides, then loosened and clenched again.

After a long while, he finally let go.

"Zhiye, Peng'er didn't die in vain, did he?"

There was uncontrollable sarcasm in his tone.

Grandpa Sun knew that he shouldn't gloat over other people's misfortunes, but when he thought of Peng'er dying alone and bleeding in prison, he could not suppress his blame for his eldest son and he spoke mockingly.

Half of Sun Zhiye's face was hidden in the darkness. His expression seemed unusually calm, with a heavy and gloomy aura between his brows.

He did not engage in a meaningless argument with Grandpa Sun, but instead frowned and pondered why things did not go as he planned.

There was no way that the news of my second brother’s death would spread outside the county jail.

Who leaked the news, the police? Or the coroner?

Who are the originators of nursery rhymes?

The first face that came to Sun Zhiye's mind was Lu Mingchao's, but it only took a moment for him to deny the idea.

It is true that Lu Mingchao is smart, but he has no one under his control.

He found out clearly that when Lu Mingchao was driven out of the Yongning Marquis's Mansion, he was alone, without any maids or servants to accompany him.

The eldest daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo, Gu Zhen, went to Changxi Village to visit Lu Mingchao and only brought some daily necessities.

As for Xie Yan, he was an ordinary hunter with no special qualities except his appearance and hunting skills.

He saw clearly that Lu Mingchao had the upper hand in the relationship between husband and wife.

But if it wasn't Lu Mingchao who was behind this, who else could it be?

These few short lines of nursery rhymes are so heartbreaking.

Sun Zhiye lowered his eyelids to hide the emotions in his eyes, his brows gloomy and depressed. "Dad, you have been doing business for many years, how can you not have enemies?"

Past and present life】