The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

When Lu Jiuqing went to look for Lu Zian the next day, he found that Lu Zian had left.

She stood in the empty room for a long time, and finally sighed and said softly: "That's okay."

Lu Zian came here just for Lu Menghua. After such a long time, Lu Menghua was living a good life. Tang Xiuyan stayed in Lu Menghua's house almost every night. I think he should be relieved.

Coming out of Lu Zian's house, Lu Jiuqing took Xia Ying out of the Tang Mansion.

Although she forbid Xia Ying to mention the Fengyu Tower incident again, she really couldn't pretend that nothing happened. Yang Yuheng is someone you always want to meet.

Lu Jiuqing bit the bullet and went to Fengyu Tower. It was still full of students as usual.

As soon as Lu Jiuqing entered, those who were busy reading or debating all looked over and greeted him warmly.

"Miss Lu? Long time no see. How are you doing?"

"We promised not to come back until we were drunk last time, so why did you leave early?"

"That's right, you have to make up for that meal of wine another day."

"Then what are these people doing? After all, Miss Lu is different from us. How can she stay out all night without returning home? Next time after drinking, we will take you back together!"

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When Lu Jiuqing heard what these people said about drinking that night, she immediately scratched her toes in embarrassment and wanted to turn around and leave.

She stood firm and didn't move. She glanced around and asked, "Where is Yang Yuheng?"

"Him?" Someone next to him answered, "He has been possessed by some evil spirit recently. He has been talking all day long and now he has locked himself in the room."

Lu Jiuqing: "..."

Could it be that Yang Yuheng was stimulated by his own affairs?

Lu Jiuqing twitched his lips and said, "I have something to do with him."

Someone immediately stood up and walked back: "Miss Lu, wait, I will help you bring that boy out."

After a while, Yang Yuheng was taken out.

He looked quite haggard, his eyes were all green and black, and he looked like he hadn't slept well at all recently.

As soon as he saw Lu Jiuqing, Yang Yuheng's eyes widened and he stood stiffly.

Lu Jiuqing scratched his head in embarrassment and said dryly: "You asked people to send greetings before, and I really couldn't leave. Do you have something to do? Let's talk somewhere else?"

The corner of Yang Yuheng's mouth twitched, looking as if he was more embarrassed than Lu Jiuqing, and he responded dryly: "Okay."

"The fish in the restaurant next door is pretty good. Let's go over and try it together?"

Lu Jiuqing hurriedly agreed and turned away first.

Yang Yuheng wiped his face and followed him.

In the private room of the restaurant, Lu Jiuqing and Yang Yuheng stared at a table of fish in a daze.

Two people, one picking out the teacup, seemed to be trying to remove all the prints on the teacup. Picking the chopsticks, it seems that there is something dirty on the chopsticks.

After a moment of silence, they both spoke at the same time: "You..."

"That night..."

The two of them paused for a moment, then shut up at the same time.

After a moment of silence, the two said in unison again: "You speak first!"

Lu Jiuqing: "..."

Yang Yuheng stretched out his hand and scratched his head, finally put down his chopsticks, gritted his teeth and said, "Let me talk first."

Lu Jiuqing twitched his lips: "Okay, you say."

Yang Yuheng opened his mouth, but not a word came out for a long time.

In vain, he was full of poems and books, but at this moment, he could not form a sentence and could not open his mouth.

After a while, he stammered: "You, you and that...that's who...what's going on?"