Let Me Pursue You

To be able to see Lu Shiqing again, and to visit the Prince's Mansion, Yuan Cixian would of course go, but she was a little curious: "The Sixth Prince is hosting a banquet, why is it your lord who invited me?"

"The servants of the prince's mansion arrived at Yongxingfang first, and the gentleman intercepted this invitation from you, and asked the villain to send it on his behalf." He cleared his throat when he said this, "What the gentleman means is that it is different now. In the past, in the future, invitations from strangers like this should go to him for a while, and then he will come forward to you..."

Who gave him the rules? This fiancé is probably overstepping his authority.

Yuan Cixian scolded "stingy", but the corners of his mouth rose up little by little.

Yuan Yu couldn't take it anymore, and said to Cao Angrily: "Where's my invitation, huh? It was also intercepted by your husband?"

"No, I was accepted by the lord." Cao An embarrassedly smiled and explained, "The lord said that General Yuan is busy with official duties, and he is not a person who likes poetry, so why bother with such boring things? You. He will accompany the county magistrate to the banquet, please rest assured."

Yuan Yu almost didn't give him smoke, but Yuan Cixian didn't intend to make decisions for him, so he pondered for a while and said: "Yes, brother, I have to take a walk with Xiao Hei every day, it's too hard, so I stay in Rest well at home."

"..."

She patted her elder brother's shoulder to comfort her, took out the invitation card and confessed to Cao An: "Tell your husband to come and pick me up earlier."

On February 14th, Lu Shiqing came too early. Yuan Cixian was still sleeping soundly, but Shi Cui insisted on shouting, and heard that he was already waiting at the gate of the mansion.

She sat on the bed for a long while, looked at the dimly lit sky, and finally regained her strength.

She was dreaming again just now.

This time the dream jumped to many years after her death, the eve of the thirteenth prince's accession to the throne. She heard the common people commenting, "Have you heard? Last night, the Daming Palace was transformed, corpses were strewn all over the ground, and blood flowed like rivers... Lu Zhongshu is really ruthless."

Another person said mysteriously: "It's not a day or two for him to be ruthless. Over the years, the princes in the imperial court have died and crippled one by one. Looking back now, isn't it all his handwriting? In my opinion, at the beginning The sudden sudden death of the sixth prince may have something to do with him."

The one in front continued to sigh with emotion: "Isn't it? When the thirteenth prince ascends the throne tomorrow, the young emperor will be a puppet. He, the prime minister, wants wind and rain. I'm going to change my surname..."

"Hush!" A voice interrupted the two of them, "Shut up, don't talk about state affairs."

Yuan Cixian was woken up when she heard this.

Seeing that her eyes were staring straight, Shi Cui seemed to be stupid, and reminded her again: "Little lady, Minister Lu is already waiting for you outside."

She let out an "oh" and slowly lifted the quilt.

Now it is Lu Shilang, and it will be Lu Zhongshu in the future.

She recalled the words in her dream over and over again, and after dressing up like a wandering soul, she ran into Yuan Yu when she went out of the yard, probably seeing that she was not in good spirits, so she asked her what was wrong.

She evaded: "nothing, I'm going out."

Yuan Yu let her go for a few steps, and felt that she was walking slowly, something seemed wrong, so he stopped her again, and asked in a low voice: "Look at you, you can't wake up, don't you dream about something strange again?"

Yuan Cixian hesitated for a while, because he was really panicked, so he said to Shicui: "Ask Lu Shilang to wait for me a little longer, I have something to say to brother."

After she finished speaking, she went back to the study with Yuan Yu, explaining the new content of the dream concisely.

Yuan Yu was also shocked when he heard the words, and thought to himself, no wonder the younger sister is so out of control, hesitantly said: "In this way, maybe Lu Zishu is greedy for power to assist the thirteenth prince?"

"How could it be!" Yuan Cixian said decisively, and then muttered, "He's not that kind of person..."

Yuan Yu wondered: "Brother didn't say that Lu Zishu must be bad, but it's true that this person is deeply scheming. You can see from his actions in the past half a year. On the one hand, he is not absolutely loyal to the saint, and on the other hand, he is not close to the second prince's peace. Wang, according to the dream, the sudden and sudden death of the sixth prince is so tricky...I'm afraid he really involved a lot, and it's hard to guarantee that he is not a cruel and merciless person. My brother is just reminding you, don't be dazzled by personal affairs, the person in front of you may not be the real one. His."

"Since what you said is that seeing may not be believing, hearing is even more vain!" She argued, "What can the words of a few ordinary people prove? It doesn't matter whether they forced the palace or brought down a few princes, but it's all them." Seeing the means, how can we know whether his purpose is public or private? If after many years, it is true that the saint is unkind, and the princes are useless, even if the country changes its surname, so what?"

After saying that, she got up suddenly: "I'm going out." Then she walked out of the mansion, reached in front of Lu Shiqing's car, and threw open the curtain of his car.

Because of her anger, she moved a little bigger. Lu Shiqing, who was drafting an official document at the table, raised his eyelids, and asked inexplicably, "Did your elder brother feed you the poison?"

Yuan Cixian didn't want to spoil her mood by what seemed to be nothing at the moment, so she said: "As a fiancée's first appearance, of course she must be enthusiastic."

Also enthusiastic. Lu Shiqing glanced at her, pushed down a bowl of thin porridge at his hand, and motioned for her to drink it: "Taste yourself how long I've been waiting." It probably meant that the porridge was already cold.

Yuan Cixian sat next to him, took a sip to taste, then brought a spoon to his mouth: "The temperature is just right, drink it if you don't believe me."

Lu Shiqing looked down at the spoon she had drunk, but didn't move for a moment.

Seeing that he refused to eat, she said, "If you don't drink, you'll fall down" and put the spoon into her mouth.

Lu Shiqing had already made an exception for her, that is, she has been obsessed with cleanliness for many years, and she always hesitated subconsciously when encountering such a situation, but she gave up so quickly that he only had time to see her put a spoonful of porridge into her mouth, Then leave a drop of soup in the corner of the mouth.

The milky white soup was hanging on the cherry red lips, as if she was about to **** it into her mouth in an instant, Lu Shiqing thought about it, and suddenly felt a burst of dry mouth, and leaned over to quickly swallow the drop of juice into her mouth.

Yuan Cixian's heart bumped, and suddenly felt that the car was cramped and cramped, and it was difficult to breathe, but saw that Lu Shiqing was already sitting upright, and continued to draw up official documents, but there was a small ripple drawn by the pen.

Then she heard him say calmly, pretending to be serious: "It's shameful to waste food."

The carriage is no more spacious than other places, and a little bit of intimacy can make people's ears warm. Yuan Cixian slandered him for making a good excuse, but on the surface he expressed his nonchalant meaning, "Oh" to indicate that he knew, and then looked up. Looking at the roof of the car, glanced at the wall of the car, and continued to drink porridge.

After the carriage rolled out of Shengyefang, Yuan Cixian asked, "Isn't the Sixth Prince living in Anxingfang?" Seeing that he was not going to Zheng Zhuo's mansion, he remembered vaguely, "It seems that he held a banquet. In the afternoon, where are you taking me so early?" After speaking, he looked at Lu Shiqing expectantly.

Lu Shiqing's answer was very serious: "I have some official documents to be handed over to the sage, it's too troublesome to go back and forth, just come with me."

"..."

I've never seen a more uninteresting person than Lu Shiqing. She sighed in her heart, and complained: "You are just a fourth-rank official, what are you doing so diligently?" After she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered her dream, and then said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "But speaking of it, I did something yesterday. It's a strange dream, dreaming that many years later, you will become a high official."

Lu Shiqing was slightly taken aback: "Many years later? What about you?"

Yuan Cixian choked. She thought that Lu Shiqing would definitely ask him what kind of official he was, but she didn't expect that when he only cared about his wealth, where was she?

How could such a person be greedy for power?

She stared at him for a long time, she didn't tell the truth after all, she smiled for a while and said: "I, of course I am the wife of a high official, what's the point?"

It seemed that Lu Shiqing only thought she was joking, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said something else: "After delivering the official documents to the saint, I have to teach the thirteenth prince to study. If you are bored, go to the palace by yourself."

Yuan Cixian has always wanted to get in touch with Zheng Hong, but he just didn't find an opportunity. How could he give up now, and hurriedly said: "With you, no matter where you go, you will never be bored!"

She is also used to flirting with him, love words come out of her mouth, Lu Shiqing glanced at her: "I have to go to the province to go to work, and you will come too?"

Yuan Cixian immediately showed her true colors: "Oh, this one, I won't go for this one, I will stay in Hanliang Palace to help you watch the Thirteenth Prince."

When Lu Shiqing and Yuan Cixian arrived at the Hanliang Palace, they found that Zheng Hong was releasing paper kites with the palace servants, running back and forth madly, his head was wet with sweat, and when he saw the two of them, he even invited them to play together.

To be precise, he greeted Lu Shiqing. Zheng Hong is only five years old, and he only met Yuan Cixian once last year, so he doesn't seem to remember her much.

Of course, Lu Shiqing was not someone who would accompany children to release paper kites, so he asked the palace staff to retreat, then gave Zheng Hong homework, looked down at the uncomfortable male doll and said: "I have to do something now, please Your Highness has warmed up the book, and I will ask you when I come back."

Zheng Hong wore a small hexagram, and muttered: "I haven't played enough, I don't read books! I want this good-looking sister to accompany me to release paper kites!"

Lu Shiqing glanced at the "good-looking sister" beside him, and said, "Your Highness, she is not your good-looking sister."

The little guy pouted and asked, "Who is that?"

Yuan Cixian thinks this boy is cute, and seeing that Shaohe is not here today, as long as Lu Shiqing leaves, this Hanliang Palace will be the world where she and the future emperor can cultivate their relationship, so she said with a smile: "I am your beautiful teacher. " After finishing speaking, he said to Lu Shiqing, "Go to work quickly and leave him to me."

Lu Shiqing choked. It's really urgent to drive people away. But in the end, he was on official business, turned his head and left, took a few steps, turned around and confessed: "When I come back, if he can't answer the homework, he will even punish you."