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"You are really cruel. You hurt my elder brother once, and you want to do it a second time."

Xie Zhizhou was unwilling to let it go, but he didn't dare to take the risk.

If Lu Xiyue really did this, wouldn't he have indirectly harmed her eldest brother.

Hearing this, Lu Xiyue was not happy: "What do you mean I hurt your elder brother, you can't talk nonsense."

The young man snorted coldly, in her opinion, Xiao Yunheng's current downfall has something to do with the Duke's Mansion.

"Also, the orchid you are talking about is tulips to me. Maybe I know more varieties than people in southern Xinjiang can grow."

She dare not say so much about other things, but she has loved tulips since she was a child. In the villa she bought for tens of millions, there are more than 30 varieties in the back garden, and there are as many as 120 varieties in the old manor at home.

She can be called a senior tulip gardener.

Hearing what she said, Xie Zhizhou couldn't help but sneered, and mocked unabashedly: "The southern border vine orchid is the national flower, and there are more than 60 kinds. How can you know more than them?"

Lu Xiyue raised her eyebrows, then took out the paper.

"If you don't believe me, just sit here and wait for a while."

She got inked and began drawing each tulip variety and its name on the paper.

Xie Zhizhou didn't move, just sat quietly, waiting to see her joke.

However, when the two and a half sheets of rice paper in front of the girl's table were painted with vine orchid patterns and laid out on the floor, he couldn't sit still.

With a distance of more than ten feet, he counted more than 40 kinds.

And the piece of paper that Lu Xiyue was drawing on was already full.

She hasn't stopped yet.

After struggling for a long time, Xie Zhizhou stepped forward and began to check the patterns of vine orchids he had seen.

After successfully resolving the chaos in southern Xinjiang, he and his father, Marquis Huai'an, stayed in southern Xinjiang for half a year. Under the orders of the emperor, he helped the king of southern Xinjiang to clear up the internal rebels in southern Xinjiang. During the half-year period, he almost saw more than 60 kinds of vine orchids.

And on these few sheets of paper, there were nearly seventy kinds of patterns, half of which he had seen in southern Xinjiang.

The candles on the table had already burned to the end, Xie Zhizhou rubbed his slightly sore eyes, looked at the papers spread all over the study, and fell into silence.

Isn't Lu Xiyue really drawing blindly?

There are more than 120 kinds of vine orchids, each with its own name, and Lu Xiyue can even introduce the time, energy and conditions needed to cultivate each kind of flower.

When the last piece of paper was dry, Lu Xiyue sat on the chair and stretched herself.

Fortunately, she has a good memory, otherwise there are so many kinds, I really can't remember them.

"Now, if Little General Xie doesn't believe me anymore, I can't help it."

You can't let her plant all these flowers for her to see.

She is a gardener, but she is not a research and development personnel, and she has no seeds, where can she plant them.

After a long silence, Xie Zhizhou said: "You haven't said, where did you know about this flower."

Within a thousand miles of the capital, there has never been a vine orchid.

The tight heel in Lu Xiyue's head completely loosened, it seems that he believed it a little bit.

How did you know it, can't explain it.

"I read it in the Library Pavilion of Qinghong Academy. That book is called Weeds and Flowers. I still remember that the person who wrote that book was named Shen Wugui."

Xie Zhizhou looked over with doubts in his eyes.

Qinghong Academy is exclusively for the children of the clan to study. As the daughter of the Duke's family, Lu Xiyue naturally studied there.

However, half a month before he came here, Qinghong Academy was burned by a fire from the sky, leaving only a piece of black charcoal, and the library pavilion had long been turned into a pile of ashes.

The summer is hot, and there is often water. There are many such news every year, which is not unusual.

If it wasn't for the remoteness of Qiong County, and the news was covered up by other new things before it reached here, Xie Zhizhou would have thought that Lu Xiyue said that on purpose.

Let him find no evidence.

As everyone knows, Lu Xiyue, as someone who has read the original plot, just happened to find this excuse.

Anyway, Qinghong Academy is gone, even if he doubts, there is no other way.

Also, Shen Wugui is a well-known genius doctor in the world, but he has been missing for several years.

It was mentioned in the original text that when Xiao Yunheng's tendons in his limbs were severed, he cast his hope on Shen Wugui. Later, he searched for a needle in a haystack and found no news after half a year of searching, so he found another way.

No one knew where Shen Wugui was. As for the book, of course she made it up.

Seeing that Xie Zhizhou didn't speak, Lu Xiyue said: "If General Xie still doesn't believe it, you can go to Qinghong Academy to look for this book when you return to the capital. It's on the southeast of the second floor of Zangshu Pavilion."

She told some lies, but her face was not red and her heart was not beating.

Xie Zhizhou's jade-like face sank, and he said angrily, "Of course I'll go back and look for it."

Lu Xiyue curled her lips, nodded, and continued: "When the time comes, you'll know that what I'm telling is the truth."

Xie Zhizhou didn't speak, bent down to pick up a few pieces of paper on the ground, said "Farewell" in a muffled voice, turned and left in a hurry.

When the footsteps outside went away, Lu Xiyue slumped on the chair and let out a long sigh of relief.

This day, she was so busy that she was dizzy and restless when she came back here.

She rubbed her wrists, looked at the drawing that Xie Zhizhou left on the table, and secretly made up her mind.

In the future, even drawing a flower pattern will have to be weighed carefully. If she encounters someone like Xie Zhizhou again, she will dig a hole for herself.

After leaving the study, Xie Zhizhou returned to the room Zhao Pinqian arranged for him, staring at several sheets of paper densely painted with flowers, his eyes were full of complexity and darkness.

Is he really thinking too much?

Xiao Yunheng didn't know that Xie Zhizhou suspected Lu Xiyue, and the three of them met the next day, but neither Lu Xiyue nor Xie Zhizhou mentioned it again.

Lu Xiyue didn't think it was necessary, and if it was mentioned, with Xiao Yunheng's vigilance, he couldn't find the Library Pavilion of Qinghong Academy, so he probably had to search in the direction of the genius doctor Shen Wugui.

No one knows whether Shen Wugui is dead or alive, if Guiyin Mountain Forest is really disturbed by him, wouldn't her hard work for so many days be in vain.

Unlike her, Xie Zhizhou had no face and dared not speak up.

When he started making fun of Xiao Yunheng's relationship with Lu Xiyue, he gave him a warning.

My eldest brother defends Lu Xiyue so much, let him know about it.

Xie Zhizhou felt that he might drive him away immediately.

His father was watching the affairs in the capital. The fifth prince and the third prince were having troubles. He finally came out to get rid of those eyeliners around him. He didn't want to go back so soon.

Especially those matchmakers in the capital were watching covetously, always thinking of earning money from the Hou's mansion to arrange a marriage for him.

He can hide as long as possible.

The silent tacit understanding between the two seemed quite strange to Xiao Yunheng.

When he got to a corner where no one was around, he found a reason to push Xie Zhizhou away, lowered his head and asked gently, "Did Zhizhou go looking for you?"