Yining waved her hand, wanting Luo Yixiu to wait for her, but she had already been pulled away by Luo Shenyuan.
In Luo Shenyuan's study, he sat down and drank some tea.
The rain outside the lattice door has stopped.
He seemed a bit anxious, perhaps even angry. Yi Ning felt that it was not easy to see so much emotion in his normally expressionless third brother. He must have been pushed too far by him… He had quietly provoked Lu Jiaxue, and it took him so long to find out.
"Third brother..." Yi Ning whispered. "Are you angry?"
Luo Shenyuan smiled and asked her, "Do you still know that I'm angry?"
Yi Ning stood there, her hands hanging down, silent. He only saw her hair, which still cascaded down her slender neck. Her shoulders were thin, and her cheeks were still a childish pink. Her stubborn silence only made him angrier.
"Do you know why I'm mad at you?"
Yi Ning nodded: "I didn't tell you...I met Lu Jiaxue in Daci Temple."
"It's nothing that you met him," Luo Shenyuan said calmly. "You were lucky to see him and Daoyan discussing how to hunt and kill the eldest prince. It would have been fine if you didn't tell me, but why didn't you tell me later?"
Luo Shenyuan stepped down from his seat and approached her step by step: "If Lu Jiaxue was more ruthless, killing you in secret would be a piece of cake. Do you know that?"
As he approached, Yining took a step back. She felt that her third brother's tone was a bit sharp, and he was almost rushing towards her.
No matter how long it took, she still tended to keep things to herself and resolve them on her own. No one would help her solve the problem; it was almost her nature. And perhaps because the person was Lu Jiaxue, she was even more reluctant to involve Luo Shenyuan in this dispute.
The little girl was probably frightened by him and didn't speak for a long time. Her round eyes looked at him, and she seemed a little nervous. Luo Shenyuan sighed and whispered, "Yining, I am your third brother. Tell me if you have any problems, and I will help you solve them."
He hoped that when Yining was threatened, the first person that came to mind would be him.
Not anyone else, not even herself.
"Third brother, the monk you said... is Daoyan?" Yining asked after a while.
Luo Shenyuan glanced at her coldly: "Is this the main point you heard?"
"No." She immediately took his hand and said flatteringly, "I didn't know that person was Lu Jiaxue..."
"I don't know, then why did you run when you met him?" Luo Shenyuan asked coldly again.
How on earth did he know that? He even knew she had run away.
Yi Ning couldn't hide it anymore, so she could only say, "Third brother, I won't do it again next time... Don't be angry, how about I make you a pair of shoes?"
She looked up at him, her eyes clear and bright. This reminded him of Luo Yining when she was little, clearly trying desperately to please him, but always pretending to be nonchalant. Very cute.
He felt inexplicably angry, but he didn't know how to express it. After all, even if Yi Ning was wrong, she wasn't terribly wrong. She was actually quite clever. She'd recognized Lu Jiaxue at the temple, but she remained fearless when facing him at the Luo family's house, even speaking frankly.
In this case, candor is the best approach.
He shouldn't be too angry, she has done a good job.
Yi Ning was still concerned about Dao Yan: "Third brother, tell me quickly, do you know that monk?"
Daoyan was a member of Lu Jiaxue's faction, and he was also a hero who pacified the Japanese invasion and was revered by the fishermen along the coast.
"Daoyan... is considered my senior brother," Luo Shenyuan said calmly, "We share the same master. However, he has already left home and realized that the five aggregates are empty. If Lu Jiaxue hadn't forced him out of seclusion, he would still be wandering around."
Luo Shenyuan and Daoyan were actually fellow disciples, no wonder he had a zither made by Daoyan himself.
Yi Ning was surprised for a while. After all, in her previous life, she didn't know that Luo Shenyuan and Daoyan had such a relationship.
"You should go back soon." Luo Shenyuan's anger subsided, and he sighed and said, "I've calculated here, and my eldest sister should be waiting for you."
She had acted so bravely today and even dared to contradict Lu Jiaxue in person. I'm afraid she'd be punished when she got home; Luo Yihui would definitely not let her go.
*
Candles were lit in the post station, and Lu Jiaxue was reading documents.
The subordinates brought the wine up, and Lu Jiaxue took a sip. He suddenly closed the document, closed his eyes, sneered, and said, "Wang Jin is a fool. He alerted the enemy. Now we are in trouble."
The subordinate smiled and comforted him, "Take a break and watch it later."
Lu Jiaxue threw away the documents in his hand and looked at the guards standing outside the courtyard for a long time. Suddenly, he said, "Qiao Lin, do you think the seventh lady of the Luo family looks familiar..."
The subordinate thought about it carefully and said, "I do think so! Our British master Wei Ling has a mole on the tip of his eyebrow! Although Miss Seven doesn't look alike, the position of the mole is exactly the same. If you think about it, the outline of the eyes seems to be somewhat similar as well."
The subordinate's words suddenly reminded Lu Jiaxue. Wei Ling had once said that he had been with a woman for over a decade, and that they had a child. He loved her very much. He later went back to look for her, but she had already disappeared. He had even searched for her in Baoding for a long time...
It seems that they are quite similar, especially the mole at the end of the eyebrow, which is almost exactly the same.
This is a bit of a coincidence. They are both from Baoding, their ages match, and he looks so much like Wei Ling.
But she is obviously the seventh daughter of the Luo family, and from the looks of it, she is a legitimate daughter.
"Write to Wei Ling and let him know." Lu Jiaxue didn't think too much about it and just instructed, "Wei Ling has been trying to find that woman for many years without getting married. Maybe he can still find a clue."
The subordinate nodded and retreated.
Lu Jiaxue closed his eyes again and lay back on the armchair, silently repeating the name in his mind.
Luo Yining...it has been ten years since we were separated by the Yin and Yang.
It’s been ten years.
When he pronounced the name, he could almost feel the bitterness and depth of blood in it. In the past ten years, from the initial anger and despair to the current calmness, he himself had forgotten that he had ever loved someone so much.
But Luo Yining was already dead, and he could never find her again. He never wanted to think about that gloomy despair, as it would drive a person crazy.
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