Chapter 142: Moldy Grapes, Full of Bad Water
Sun Zhiye stood up and looked in the direction Tian Dong was looking.
In the alley, Xie Yan had his back to the teahouse. Lu Mingchao looked up at Xie Yan with sparkling eyes and a smile on his face. His red lips opened and closed, as if he was telling the most interesting thing in the world.
Those eyes, slightly curved and filled with sunlight, are so bright.
Like a pool of spring water, sparkling.
As if to adapt to Lu Mingchao's line of sight, Xie Yan kept his head lowered and his body slightly leaned towards Lu Mingchao.
He could even imagine that the two people looked at each other and saw each other's faces reflected in their eyes.
Sun Zhiye smiled slightly, a glimmer of gloom flashed across his eyes, and his heart was as if it had experienced a sudden storm, with waves surging and it was difficult to return to calm.
It turns out that Lu Mingchao also had this side.
He imagined this piece of wings being kept in a golden cage with luxurious clothes and delicious food.
Lu Mingchao was about to do something naughty and stuff the remaining fried candies into Xie Yan's mouth, when he caught a glimpse of Sun Zhiye standing by the window on the second floor of the teahouse, overlooking the road.
In an instant, the smile in his eyes and the tenderness on his face disappeared completely.
There is no trace of her cuteness or beauty anymore.
Sun Zhiye thought, this must be the Frost and Leng Moon.
This glance reminded him of the cold moonlight in autumn and winter, shining all over the ground, and the cold frost reflecting the bright moon.
Lu Mingchao thought it was bad luck and decided to turn a blind eye.
Sun Zhiye bowed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Lu..."
"Lu Dongjia."
Between the two titles of Lu Dongjia and Mrs. Xie, Sun Zhiye chose Lu Dongjia without hesitation.
The moment Sun Zhiye spoke, Xie Yan's aura changed instantly, like an extremely sharp sword being unsheathed.
The moment he learned that Sun Zhiye had coveted the Ming Dynasty, his murderous intent rose and fell, but he could not stop the boiling water by adding more fuel to the fire.
"Husband." Lu Mingchao did not respond to Sun Zhiye, but smiled gently and took the initiative to put his hand in Xie Yan's palm.
The gentle voice and the cool touch were like a bucket of cold water poured into boiling soup, curbing the murderous intent in Xie Yan's heart.
Lu Mingchao's voice was neither light nor loud, but it was clear enough for Sun Zhiye to hear along with the wind.
Sun Zhiye's expression did not change, and his every move seemed to be that dignified gentleman as at the beginning, but inside his sleeves where no one could see, his fingers were clenched into fists.
"Mr. Xie, Mr. Lu, please stay."
Sun Zhiye spoke again.
Xie Yan raised his head slightly, looking straight at Sun Zhiye without flinching or avoiding, "I wonder what Master Sun will teach me."
Sun Zhiye sneered and said, "I can't give you any advice, I just want to talk to Mr. Xie and Mr. Lu."
"Everyone in Changhe County knows Sun Dagongzi. Although he has never taken the imperial examination, he is well-versed in the Four Books and Five Classics and has profound knowledge. It is surprising that he has never heard of the term "virtuous couple."
The sound of Xie's inkstone is clear and melodious, like leaves swaying in the wind, and the moonlight leaking through is as shattered as fallen snow.
The words were sarcastic, but there was no sarcasm in the voice.
Sun Zhiye remained unmoved.
He knows what a virtuous couple they are.
However, he was not even willing to call Madam Xie, so how could he mention the virtuous couple?
"When Master Sun invites me, how can I not accept the invitation?"
Sun Zhiye moved into the private room, where Lu Mingchao and Xie Yan sat side by side.
Tian Dong stood outside the private room, the doubts in his heart were like the tangled threads spit out by a cicada pupa, so complicated that it was difficult to sort out.
Sir, this is so strange.
This is the truest thought in Tiandong's heart.
"Master Sun, do you think it's necessary for us to sit down and have a calm conversation over tea?"
Lu Mingchao never pulled his hand away, allowing Xie Yan to hold it tightly.
"Public is public, private is private."
"Business is business, and it is fair for us to have a quarrel."
"Today I invite you to drink tea privately. I admire Mr. Xie and Mr. Lu very much."
Sun Zhiye took a sip of tea, his voice tinged with smile.
Lu Mingchao sneered, not intending to play along. "Mr. Sun's face is truly the most amazing thing. It can be big or small, thin or thick, or even non-existent."
"If we talk about private matters, there are only private grudges, not private friendships."
"Your Sun family, from top to bottom, is like rotten grapes, full of bad water."
"The Second Young Master Sun, whom you despise, is like this, and so are you. It's just the difference between a true dandy and a hypocritical gentleman."
Sun Zhiye tightened his grip on the teacup.
In the past, everyone praised him as the untainted Prince Yuxian.
Nowadays, few people call him Master Yuxian anymore.
All of this is thanks to the Ming Dynasty.
But he couldn't help but look at Lu Mingchao with admiration.
"Lu Dongjia's misunderstanding of Sun is quite deep, which is something Sun does not want to see. In my heart, Sun has never intended to have a grudge with Lu Dongjia. However, fate is unpredictable. Sun is like a small boat, drifting on the river and the sea, following the wind and waves, and is helplessly pushed by fate to the situation today."
"If I had a choice, I would rather be a close friend of Lu Dongjia than a mortal enemy."
These words are more or less mixed with some truth.
Xie Yan squeezed Lu Mingchao's hand, as if to express his displeasure.
"Mr. Sun is really a smooth talker and a thick-skinned man."
When did the word "have to" become a fig leaf?
The collar and hem are like horses and cows, the clothes and hats are like dogs and pigs.
Lu Mingchao smiled and said, "If Mr. Sun's words were said at the county magistrate's wife's plum blossom viewing banquet, they might have some credibility."
"It would be a bit shameless to say that now."
"If I don't say anything about the poisoning case and the fraud case, does that mean I don't know the truth behind it?"
"What a joke!"
Lu Mingchao paused and continued, "Young Master Sun still has the leisure to come to the teahouse to drink tea. Doesn't this mean that Young Master is absolutely sure that he can bring Sun Ji back to life?"
"This time, who will be the one to sacrifice his life for Mr. Sun?"
Lu Mingchao drank the tea in his cup which was gradually cooling down.
The teacup was turned upside down on the table. "I've finished my tea, my conversation, and now I'm done."
"By the way, don't talk about personal relationships anymore."
"My husband and I once told your younger brother that it is against the teachings of the sage to make friends with treacherous people. Similarly, I would like to give this advice to you, the eldest son. I hope you will not force others to do things against their will."
Lu Mingchao pulled Xie Yan, stood up, and left the private room directly, muttering to himself that he might have forgotten to check the almanac before going out today, which was why he encountered all these monsters.
Sun Zhiye looked at the two men's backs and suddenly became irritated and confused.
The aura of Xie Yan was similar to that of Lu Mingchao who drew his bow and shot an arrow at him last night.
If they are in love, will the wife follow the husband's lead?
"Young Master..." Tian Dong hesitated to speak.
Sun Zhiye frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"
"You, are you interested in Lu Dongjia?"
Tian Dong asked in a tactful and implicit way.
Sun Zhiye evaded the question, "So what if it is, and so what if it is not."
Tiandong: ...
I can understand it, but I cannot accept it.
I hope the eldest son will not be like the old house that catches fire and cannot be stopped.
On the long street.
Lu Mingchao and Xie Yan walked hand in hand.
"Ming Chao, do you know what I was thinking just now?"
"Murder."
Kite string in hand】