Chapter 116 What kind of woman does your second brother like?

"And the person who looks like Sister Zhi is secretly meeting with a different man, how could it be Sister Zhi?"

There was a flash of panic in Cheng Zhi's eyes.

"I hope Sister Zhi will forgive me. I was wrong." Lu Mingchao understood what was happening. He put down the teacup in his hand, stood up and bowed to Cheng Zhi.

Inconsistent inside and out.

Cheng Zhi said dryly, "People are similar and things are the same. Sister Ming just made a mistake. It was an unintentional mistake."

Wei Tang returned with a maid holding various fruits.

Looking at the broken teacup on the ground, he asked suspiciously, "What is this?"

Cheng Zhi said softly, "My hand slipped and I accidentally broke it."

"Sister Zhi's embroidered shoes and skirt are both wet. Why don't you change into one of my clothes first?" Wei Tang gestured to the maid to clean up the mess on the ground while looking at Cheng Zhi with concern.

Cheng Zhi waved her hands and said, "It's okay. I'll just go to the charcoal brazier and grill it."

As she spoke, she lifted her skirt and walked towards the brazier not far away.

Lu Mingchao looked at Cheng Zhi's back with deep eyes, feeling mixed emotions.

Cheng Zhi.

Once you try, problems will arise.

Lu Mingchao sneered and looked away.

With Wei Tang around, the atmosphere in the small flower hall would always be lively and lively, but Cheng Zhi was somewhat absent-minded.

Wei Tang exhaled as he peeled a steaming orange and handed it to her. "Sister Zhi, is there anything on your mind?"

A dark line flashed across the depths of Lu Mingchao's eyes, and he tapped the corners of his lips. "I said the wrong thing. I mistook a person who looked similar to Sister Zhi whom I had met before for Sister Zhi, and that made Sister Zhi unhappy."

"It's my fault, it's my fault. I'll punish myself with a cup of tea instead of wine."

"Oh, Sister Zhi, this is not a big deal. My personal maid has also seen someone with the same features as me." Wei Tang broke off a slice of orange and put it against Cheng Zhi's lips. "Sister Zhi, sweet talk, don't be angry."

Cheng Zhi smiled reluctantly, chewed the orange, and joked, "It's so sour, it's sour from my mouth to my heart."

Wei Tang made some jokes again, and the matter was over.

After drinking two cups of tea and eating some fruit, they chatted about some harmless topics. After estimating the time, Cheng Zhi stood up and said goodbye. "On the winter solstice, my father always asks the whole family to get together for a warm lunch."

"Sister Tang, Sister Ming, I can't stay any longer. We can get together again next time."

Wei Tang said sadly, "I don't know when the next time will be."

"However, since Uncle Cheng has spoken, Sister Zhi should go back early to avoid Uncle Cheng getting angry."

The hem of Cheng Zhi's skirt and embroidered shoes had already been smoked dry.

Cheng Zhi put on her cloak and was about to cross the threshold with her skirt lifted up when she suddenly stopped, turned around, looked back and smiled, "I wonder which family in this town Sister Ming is from."

"If I have the chance, I can come and visit you."

Lu Mingchao smiled back and said, "I'm sorry to disappoint Sister Zhi. An ordinary farming family cannot afford to buy a house in the town for the time being."

"Changxi Village, Lu Family."

Cheng Zhi tightened her hand holding up the hem of her skirt and said with a smile, "What a coincidence."

"Are there many families with the surname Lu in Changxi Village?"

Lu Mingchao nodded obediently, "Yes, quite a few."

"Sister Zhi also has old friends in Changxi Village?"

Cheng Zhi said gently, "Let's forget about the past. It's not worth mentioning."

"I'll go first."

Cheng Zhi's back seemed to be running away in panic.

Wei Tang moved his seat and sat next to Lu Mingchao, blinking his almond eyes and asked, "You didn't know that Cheng Zhi was almost engaged to your elder brother?"

Lu Mingchao said calmly, "I didn't know that at first."

"You also know that I got married not long after returning to Changxi Village."

Wei Tang thought for a moment and said, "That's right."

"But it's not all bad that this marriage didn't go through."

Lu Mingchao looked puzzled.

Wei Tang leaned close to Lu Mingchao's ear and whispered, "I once saw her whispering with your second brother in my garden."

Lu Mingchao was stunned.

Is it Lu Yao’s cold and aloof personality?

"Later, somehow, she got to know your eldest brother and even informed Master Cheng that they wanted to get engaged."

"Maybe you want to ask my second brother about the situation of the eldest brother?" Lu Mingchao said with little confidence.

Wei Tang: ...

"Maybe?" Wei Tang's attitude was extremely perfunctory.

Lu Mingchao waved his hands and said, “I was still in Shangjing at that time.”

"Forget it, maybe it's just what you guessed. Let's not talk about it anymore." Wei Tang changed the subject and pulled Lu Mingchao to talk about other things.

After a while, she started to be shy again, her fingers tugging at her skirt, circling it in circles. "Sister Lu, did your second brother tell me what kind of women he likes?"

Lu Mingchao: It’s late, but it’s arrived.

Could she say that she was mentally prepared when Wei Tang treated her with extra enthusiasm?

But the result was destined to make the lively and cheerful Miss Wei sad.

Lu Yao?

That is to say, she believed that Lu Yao was an immortal who lived a life of luxury and had no feelings or love.

For Lu Yao, love, even if it is not a burden, is at most the icing on the cake.

Lu Mingchao sighed, "Mother was also worried about my second brother's life, but he was a man of his own ideas. He said frankly that he had no intention of getting married and was only focused on building a career."

Wei Tang looked gloomy, like a wilted eggplant hit by frost.

"He doesn't look like he would be obsessed with love."

"I just won't give up and want to secretly find out."

"Sister Lu, please don't tell your second brother."

Lu Mingchao nodded and said, "Don't tell me."

Even if I told him, Lu Yao would just turn a deaf ear to it.

"How about you just tell me?" Wei Tang was entangled again.

"No, don't say it."

The corners of Lu Mingchao's mouth twitched slightly, and he pinched his eyebrows helplessly.

Lu Yao, who is as cold and calm as an immortal in ancient paintings, is a very charming and seductive man.

She had not thought much about it before, but now she has begun to worry whether Lu Yao will be chosen as a son-in-law after the imperial examination next spring, or whether he will be chosen by a princess or taken away to be raised as a concubine.

In the original owner's memory, the royal family had princesses who were well-behaved, such as Princess Duan and Princess Chang, and naturally there were also princesses who were famous for their romantic affairs, such as Princess Qingyu.

Lu Yao is definitely the one Princess Qingyu prefers.

In this world, there are always some people with malicious intentions who are keen to bring down those who are arrogant and as bright as the moon in the clouds, attempting to break their pride, destroy their wings, and trample them into mud.

"Sister Lu, I really envy you."

"What do you envy me for?"

"I envy you for having such a handsome brother. My brother is just like a bowl of porridge."

A bowl of porridge?

What a unique description.

Wei Tang seemed to sense Lu Mingchao's doubts, and snorted before continuing, "It looks like a bowl of white porridge, with nothing good about it except being white."

"My brain is like a bowl of porridge. After so many years of studying, even a little bit of ink is absorbed."

"His temper is like a bowl of white porridge, bland, tasteless and flat, like a good old man."

"It's all my parents' fault. They gave me a bad name."

After Wei Tang’s explanation, Wei Zhou’s image suddenly became vivid and three-dimensional.

She's not right.