Wen Nan gave Ambassador Mo a wink.
Boss Mo immediately understood, and the three of them chased after him.
The villagers didn't know what was going on.
All I knew was that a richly dressed young man, whom I didn't recognize, was being chased by four men and had fled Lotus Village, even losing his shoes in the process.
Zhang Ruyu picked up Zhuang Ru's dropped shoe, then flung it forcefully into the nearby river. The rushing current swept the shoe away instantly.
When Zhuang Ru found the carriage, his white socks were worn through. His usually pampered feet were covered in dust, and... Zhuang Ru had run so fast that the soles of his feet were even blistered.
Zhuang Ru was born into the Zhuang family and was always pampered. He was raised as an adoptive parent from a young age.
He had never suffered such injustice before.
His usually refined demeanor... couldn't be maintained any longer; he gritted his teeth, but managed to suppress the raging fire in his chest.
His face darkened, and he pounded on the carriage. The carriage made a thumping sound.
None of the attendants dared to speak.
Zhuang Ru hadn't expected that family to be so reckless. He only brought one attendant with him.
Who knew... indeed, one is influenced by one's surroundings.
Although Wen Nan was the eldest daughter of the Wen family, she had an eccentric personality.
Now he has followed a poor scholar to this village.
Even more vulgar and disgusting! To have learned to be like this... without a trace of womanhood!
Zhuang Ru gritted her teeth slightly and said, "Let's go back to the manor."
Zhuang Ru was in a terrible state.
At night, Zhang Ruyu, Mo Laoda, and the other two sat at the table to eat.
"Sis, you have no idea, that shameless bastard ran off without his shoes, so I threw them into the river. He'll definitely go back barefoot, hahaha."
“Yes, I noticed his socks are all worn out.” Mo Laosan, standing next to him, shoveled a mouthful of rice into his mouth.
The atmosphere became lively for a moment.
Lu Yanqing remained silent throughout, his expression gentle, revealing nothing else.
Wen Nan gently bit the chopsticks with her little tiger teeth, occasionally stealing a glance at Lu Yanqing's expression.
She came out holding a broom... Lu Yanqing must have seen her.
How can she salvage her gentle image?
Wen Nan became worried.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was very harmonious, with Zhang Ruyu being the most active.
At the dinner table, Zhang Ruyu recounted Zhuang Ru's disheveled appearance when he fled. A grain of rice got stuck in his throat, and Zhang Ruyu coughed a few times.
The food was saved from coming out of my nose again.
Everyone was speechless.
I can't eat anymore...
After dinner, Zhang Ruyu volunteered to wash the dishes.
Mo and his two companions prepared to return.
Lu Yanqing went to the study.
Wen Nan went to the pond to check the situation and see if any crayfish had died.
It was found that there was nothing seriously wrong.
After washing up, Wen Nan lay in bed. Unable to fall asleep, she tossed and turned. She went to her desk and took out the book Lu Yanqing usually read.
She couldn't understand it. The text was far too profound.
Wen Nan only knows a basic level of characters. He can recognize these characters one by one, but he doesn't know what they mean when they are put together.
As I watched... I dozed off.
Wen Nan's eyelids were drooping... She forced her eyes open and waited for Lu Yanqing to come back to sleep.
However, Lu Yanqing was half an hour later than usual.
He tiptoed into the room half an hour late.
Wen Nan sat at her desk, already starting to doze off.
Lu Yanqing has a lot of things, including many books. Some are placed in his study, and he also has a desk in his room.
Wen Nan was wearing a thin nightgown, her dark blue hair cascading over her shoulders. Her hair had been washed and wrung out with a handkerchief.
Her jet-black hair was incredibly smooth.
Wen Nan propped his head up with one hand, nodding lightly every now and then, like a chick pecking at rice.
The air in March was a little chilly, and the croaking of frogs outside seemed to add a different kind of noise to the night.
It's not so much noisy as it is; it adds a touch of tranquility to the otherwise peaceful world.
The candlelight flickered; Lu Yanqing hadn't returned, and the light in Wen Nan's room remained on.
It was as if she had been waiting for Lu Yanqing all along.
Lu Yanqing walked to the side, picked up a thin blanket, and casually covered Wen Nan with it.
Wen Nan's fair skin appeared slightly flushed under the warm candlelight.
Long eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyes.
Lu Yanqing moved very gently, lying down and softly covering Wen Nan's body. The moment Lu Yanqing raised his hand...
Wen Nan groggily opened her eyes.
With eyes still slightly blurry from just waking up, Wen Nan looked at Lu Yanqing, her vision blurred for a moment.
I watched for a few moments.
"Hey, stop spacing out, he's your husband." 859's voice echoed in my mind.
Wen Nan had been dozing off, and under the light... her eyes were just a little blurry; how could she possibly be spacing out?
Lu Yanqing's voice was as clear as a mountain spring: "What are you doing here? If you're sleepy, go to bed."
Lu Yanqing reached out and picked up the military treatise in front of Wen Nan.
He glanced at it and raised an eyebrow slightly.
I instantly understood... why Wen Nan was asleep by the desk.
"I'll wait for you." Wen Nan blinked slightly, yawned, and her eyes welled up with tears, which seemed to be misty under the lamplight.
"Why are you waiting for me?" Lu Yanqing asked softly, raising his eyebrows slightly as he reached out to tuck the blanket that was about to fall off Wen Nan.
"Today Zhuang Ru..." Wen Nan said, stopping there.
Lu Yanqing lowered his eyelids, concealing the emotions in his eyes.
"I know, he provoked you first." The boy's voice was gentle, like a feather brushing against the heart, tickling it.
"Hmm... anything else?" Wen Nan blinked, looking at Lu Yanqing expectantly.
What exactly happened to Lu Yanqing...? She came out holding a broom... Would he feel like his image had been ruined?
"What else?" Lu Yanqing raised an eyebrow, his voice tinged with confusion.
Wen Nan "..."
Wen Nan reached out and clutched the hem of her clothes. If Lu Yanqing didn't say anything, how could she bring it up?
Did Lu Yanqing see him holding a broom?
Wennan would never do that!
Isn't this a reminder for Lu Yanqing to think about his own rude behavior?
After much hesitation and internal struggle.
Lu Yanqing was about to wash up when he turned around. Before he could leave, Wen Nan reached out and gently tugged at Lu Yanqing's sleeve.
Lu Yanqing noticed something and turned his head to look down. He looked at Wen Nan with a puzzled expression.
“My husband, I am usually very gentle.” Wen Nan’s words were a statement of fact, and her almond-shaped eyes curved into crescents.
Lu Yanqing pursed his lips slightly, but he didn't speak.
Wen Nan frowned. "Don't you agree?"
Wen Nan let go of her hand. So, had the image of her gentleness in his heart completely crumbled?
Wen Nan lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes obscuring her bright eyes.
In the midst of tranquility.
All that could be heard were the croaking of frogs in the fields outside and the rustling of branches in the wind.
“When it’s time to be rough, you still have to be rough,” Lu Yanqing turned around and looked at Wen Nanding seriously.
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