Chapter 72 Got it, Lu Yuan

"There are many people inside, do I need to wear a hat?" Lu Huaihe asked softly.

Su He was slightly startled, then shook her head.

Only women who have not left the house wear a hat when going out, and she is no longer one, so there is no need to do so.

However, after hearing his words, Su He felt an inexplicable affection for him.

The private room has been booked, and the room is filled with the aroma of tea.

Lu Huaihe ordered a few signature dishes, and after the servant wrote them down, he secretly glanced at Su He, closed the door and retreated.

"The tea here tastes good. It is the unique Emei Rui tea from Mount Emei. Try it."

Su He saw that he was very skilled in making tea. There were several old scars on his slender fingers. She heard that they were injuries he got from handling cases in the past.

She stared at her reflection in the tea and asked in a very soft voice, "Why did you prepare so many betrothal gifts? Did the eldest princess... also agree?"

Lu Huaihe sat down slowly, leaned back in his chair, and suddenly smiled.

"I want to marry a wife, so of course I need enough betrothal gifts. There is a jade Maitreya in my mother's house. I also want to take it and give it to you, but she won't let me."

Zhao Yangyuan drafted a betrothal gift list. Lu Huaihe added some more after he looked at it. When packing the boxes, he also checked them one by one and sent them to the Su family only after he confirmed that they were correct.

He had waited so long for this happy event, and didn't want the slightest mistake.

"I..."

Su He saw that his eyes were slightly raised, and the smile on his lips deepened a little, and the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat.

She and Lu Huaihe didn't get along much, let alone have any emotional foundation, but he was willing to go to the Su Mansion with fanfare to propose marriage?

Su He knew in her heart that she had a grudge with Baili Feng, which would inevitably threaten herself, and Lu Huaihe's actions were mostly to protect her.

How much sincerity was contained in it.

She secretly raised her eyes and met Lu Huaihe's meticulous gaze.

Su He shrugged shyly, with a scarlet complexion on her face.

"Don't be restrained when you are with me." He said with a smile.

"Okay."

The waiter who served the dishes rushed in, and the round table was filled with the signature dishes with good color, fragrance and taste.

Lu Huaihe picked up a piece of soft and glutinous pork elbow with his chopsticks first. Pei Xia said that she especially liked the roasted pork elbow in Fanlou.

Su He chewed slowly and ate her meal seriously. From time to time, she looked up and found that Lu Huaihe was staring at her. She suddenly thought that this was the first time she had a meal with him, and there would be countless breakfasts, lunches and dinners in the future...

"Why is Lord Lu always staring at me?"

Lu Huaihe tapped her head lightly and said helplessly: "You don't need to act like an official in front of me."

What Lord, what Young Master, are just titles for outsiders.

Su He noticed that his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his heart moved. After a brief thought, he called out a few words: "Got it, Lu Yuan."

In the adjacent private room, the servant who had just served the dishes to Lu Huaihe and others stood timidly beside the screen and reported truthfully: "I saw that the woman brought by Lord Lu seemed to have some connection with the second prince?"

Behind the hazy screen, Baili Feng was holding a slender woman in his arms. After drinking a glass of wine, the woman leaned on his shoulder, drunken.

Hearing the servant's words, he sneered softly: "Lu Huaihe went to the Su family with great fanfare, wasn't it just to show me?"

The last time he sneaked an arrow at Su He, it was deliberately shot off target, intending to give her a warning, but it seemed that she didn't take it seriously.

On the contrary, Lord Lu, who had always been calm and prudent, couldn't sit still, and wanted to announce to the whole world that Su He was the one he was protecting.

Baili Feng pinched the woman's chin tightly, leaving several red marks where his nails were embedded.

"This prince has been fearless since he was a child. What qualifications does Lu Huaihe have to go against me except that he is the Minister of the Dali Temple? Wait until my aunt dies, and see how he can show off?"

Baili Feng was most annoyed by these people, each of whom came out to block his path to imperial power.

He and Baili Jun are both princes, and he is loved by the old emperor more. His mother is the most favored concubine in the harem, but he is the prince?

The court officials who strictly follow the doctrine and rules say that they will serve the prince and never change their original intention, but in the end... the old emperor decided that he would be the prince!

He just wanted to cultivate a few confidants and find a few counselors, thinking of competing before the old emperor died, but he didn't expect to be criticized by the world!

Baili Feng drank a few glasses of wine, and when he thought of the troubles in his heart, his interest in playing disappeared.

He pushed the woman lying on his shoulder to the side, poured a glass of hot and boiling strong wine, handed it to the servant and said, "Show it to Lu Yuan."

The servant said hello and soon came to the next private room.

"There is a noble in Fanlou, and I am sending this cup of wine to Lord Lu."

Su He saw the wine in the cup swaying slightly, and even spilled some accidentally.

"May I tell you his name?" she asked.

The servant shook his head: "When the noble is angry, blood will flow like a river, and I dare not say anything."

Su He's eyes darkened, as if he guessed who it was.

When the noble is angry, blood will flow like a river, who else could it be except the people in the palace?

Lu Huaihe didn't think too much, and said ok in a gentle voice.

After drinking it all, he raised his head and shook the wine glass, and asked the servant to take the wine glass back to report.

After the door was closed again, Su He lowered her cold expression, lowered her eyebrows and said softly: "You shouldn't drink his wine."

Baili Feng has too many things hidden in the dark, who knows what tricks he will play?

Lu Huaihe was already drunk, and after drinking the strong wine, his cheeks immediately became red. He propped his hand against his forehead, closed his eyes weakly, and said in a low voice: "It's okay."

Su He saw that he was a little embarrassed, so she subconsciously touched his warm forehead, and took her hand back after a while, thinking that he would not get drunk because of a glass of wine.

"Lu Huaihe, you...you won't be drunk?"

Or did she guess that there was really medicine in the wine?

After calling Lu Huaihe twice, he still didn't respond. Su Hezhen was getting anxious, so he simply walked over to him, took his wrist and felt his pulse.

Perhaps because of the alcohol, his blood circulation was a little faster, and his pulse became stronger.

Other than that, he didn't find anything else.

Su He closed her eyes and carefully felt her pulse. Was there anything wrong with the alcohol?

Suddenly, the wrist under her fingertips turned intentionally. Su He blinked suddenly, and her wrist was pinned on the table. Lu Huaihe approached her, pinching her chin gently with one hand. Their eyes met, which was too ambiguous.

"Do you also know medical skills?" "

My brother was sick before, and there were often doctors visiting our house. I learned a little bit, but I haven't studied it in depth, so I'm not proficient..."

He was too close, as if he would come over in the next second.

Su He leaned her waist against the edge of the table, tilted her head slightly, her eyes were bright and clear, like clear glass.

She smelled some alcohol on Lu Huaihe and turned her head slightly.

"Take my pulse. What do you find?"

Su He said, "The blood is full, and I am healthy."

Lu Huaihe rubbed her chin with his thumb. He looked at her quietly for a few seconds and couldn't help but smile.

"Go home."

He let go of Su He and sat down on the fragrant wood armchair beside him. He called Qingyun in and ordered, "Send Madam back."

Madam... Madam?

Qingyun agreed readily, and Su He was a little stunned. She looked at him sideways and said, "You won't send me back in person?"

"I may have to take care of something."