Loyang Jin

This spitting out is definitely not an adjective.

Ling Jingshu really vomited.

Something seemed to be churning in his stomach, and his whole body was stiff, numb, and unconscious. The fingers that Lu Hong had touched before were burning hot, as if they were being burned by fire.

Lu Hong was also frightened by Ling Jingshu's fierce reaction and froze on the spot. He watched helplessly as Ling Jingshu vomited in pain.

The human body reacts most directly and acutely. He only touched her fingers, and her reaction was so violent... It turned out that she was not duplicity, she really hated him!

The sound of Ling Jingshu vomiting alerted Bai Yu who was guarding outside the courtyard gate.

Bai Yu hurriedly pushed open the courtyard door. When he saw Ling Jingshu vomiting in a panic, he was shocked and distressed. He hurriedly ran over, supported Ling Jingshu, and patted her back: "Miss, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

After vomiting completely, the cramps in my stomach finally subsided.

Ling Jingshu's whole body was weak, her hands and feet were sore, she was leaning on Bai Yu's shoulder, her face was bleak.

Bai Yu's voice was choked with sobs: "It was fine before, but why did it suddenly become like this? I will send someone to report it to the master and his wife, and call a doctor now..."

"Don't alarm anyone." Ling Jingshu's voice was weak, but extremely insistent: "You help me into the house. I will get better after resting for a while."

Bai Yu couldn't resist Ling Jingshu, so she had no choice but to respond helplessly. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Lu Hong's stiff, ugly and sad handsome face, and felt even more strange.

What happened just now? Why did the lady suddenly vomit it out?

"The young lady is feeling unwell. I will help the young lady into the room to rest first. It is inconvenient to see the young master off." Bai Yu said it very euphemistically, but the meaning behind his words was very clear.

Yes, it’s time for him to leave too!

Lu Hong wanted to open his mouth to say goodbye to Ling Jingshu, but when he looked up and saw Ling Jingshu's helpless and weak look, he swallowed back all his words.

Then, turn around and leave.

When I arrived, I was full of joy and anticipation, and my steps were brisk. When I left, I felt sour and sad, and my feet were as heavy as a thousand pounds.

...

Lu Hong left Qiushui Pavilion in despair.

Just after taking a few steps, he met Ling Xiao.

"Cousin Hong," Ling Xiao pricked his ears to listen to Ling Xiao's footsteps, and raised a clean line on the corner of his lips: "I have been waiting for you here. Have you seen Ah Shu?"

Lu Hong's face was stiff and he couldn't force a smile at all, so he just hummed lowly.

Ling Xiao asked curiously: "Have you confessed your feelings to her? What was her reaction?"

Lu Hong's expression was obscure and his voice was a little hoarse: "I was too abrupt. She didn't like me at all..." He could no longer deceive himself and tell himself that in fact, she also had a good impression of him. It's just that the girl was too reserved to show it.

She hates him! I'm so disgusted that I don't want to look at him again! She was so disgusted that he just touched her finger and she felt nauseated and vomited!

Thinking of this, Lu Hong felt as if his heart had been hollowed out, empty and extremely uncomfortable.

Ling Xiao couldn't see Lu Hong, and he didn't know that Lu Hong's eyes were filled with sadness and loneliness at this moment, and even water shone quietly. However, he could hear the trembling and despair in Lu Hong's voice.

Ling Xiao secretly sighed and patted Lu Hong's shoulder reassuringly: "Cousin Hong, don't be too sad. It's probably because there is no fate between you and Ah Shu. With your family background, character, appearance, talent, and knowledge, I will definitely do it in the future. There will be a good marriage.”

"A good marriage..." Lu Hong murmured and smiled miserably.

No matter how many beautiful and lovely girls there are in the world, no one can replace Ling Jingshu.

Without her, how could he have a good marriage?

Lu Hong was in a low mood and really didn't want to talk. Ling Xiao didn't know how to comfort him, so he thought for a moment and said, "Cousin Hong, if you're in a bad mood, don't go to the theater. Otherwise, you won't reveal anything wrong in front of others. Why don't you go back to the house and stay alone?" Be quiet."

Lu Hong hummed and left with heavy steps.

Ling Xiao stood there for a moment, and then walked towards Qiushui Pavilion.

...

Ling Xiao has been blind for many years and knows the roads to Ling Mansion very well, especially the road to Qiushui Pavilion, which he has walked countless times. Already familiar with it. No maid's support is needed at all.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, Ling Xiao smelled a strange smell and a rustling sound.

Ling Xiao frowned. Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask, Bai Yu's voice rang out: "Sixth Young Master, why are you here?"

"Bai Yu, what are you doing?" Ling Xiao asked without answering, "Where is Asu?"

Bai Yu hesitated for a moment, and finally told the truth: "Just now, the young cousin of the Lu family was talking to the young lady alone. For some reason, the young lady had nausea and vomited. She is resting in the room now! The servants are cleaning up here... .”

Before he finished speaking, Ling Xiao's expression changed and he immediately went to Ling Jingshu's bedroom.

Because he was in a panic and lost his usual composure, he almost fell down.

Jing Yu exclaimed and rushed forward to support Ling Xiao: "Master, be careful!"

Ling Xiao's thin chest rose and fell rapidly, took a few deep breaths, and calmed down: "Don't worry, I'm fine. I want to go in and see Ah Shu."

Jing Yu was worried and followed Ling Xiao step by step. When Ling Xiao pushed the door open, he stopped, closed the door gently, and stood guard outside.

"Ah Shu," Ling Xiao groped his way to the bed with a look of anxiety and eagerness on his face: "How are you doing now?"

The moment Ling Xiao pushed the door open, Ling Jingshu opened her eyes.

Her face was still a little pale and there was no blood, and her voice was a little weak: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

"You have vomited it out, how can you be fine?" Ling Xiao sat on the bedside with a look of annoyance and self-blame: "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have made my own decision to arrange for Cousin Hong to meet you privately."

Speaking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little strange. What on earth did Lu Hong do to make Ling Jingshu react so violently!

Ling Jingshu could see the doubts in Ling Xiao's heart, but she didn't want to explain too much, so she said evasively: "I really have nothing to do. I suddenly felt nauseous just now, so I vomited it out. Just rest for a while. You don't have to worry, and don't worry about what happened today." Tell others."

Ling Xiao solemnly agreed, hesitated for a moment, and then asked in a low voice: "Ah Shu, do you really not like Cousin Hong at all?"

Ling Jingshu didn't hesitate and responded categorically: "Of course not. If possible, I don't want to see him at all."

She had nothing but utter hatred and disgust for him, and she never wanted to have anything to do with him in this life.

Ling Xiao stopped asking for the truth. Ah Shu hated Lu Hong and didn't want to see him, so she would just try not to let him appear in front of Ah Shu from now on.

The two of them didn't speak, and the room became quiet.

Ling Jingshu looked down at her fingers. There was still a strange burning sensation where Lu Hong touched her, which made her feel sick and uncomfortable.

This feeling really doesn't feel right...

Ling Jingshu tentatively stretched out her hand and took Ling Xiao's hand. Xiao's hands were soft and warm, a familiar touch that was reassuring. The nauseating feeling that was just around the corner subsided like a tide.

Ling Jingshu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Ling Jingshu didn't dare to rest for too long. About half an hour later, she and Ling Xiao went to the stage. The troupe was singing a birthday celebration for the five girls. The song was wonderful and lively, and everyone was watching it with gusto, but no one noticed Ling Jingshu's departure and return.

Only Ling Jingyan smiled and asked, "Why have you been gone for so long?"

Ling Jingshu replied calmly: "I don't like to listen to operas. I just went back to Qiushui Pavilion to sleep secretly for a while."

Ling Jingyan did not doubt that he was there and did not ask further questions. She held her hand and whispered: "Grandma's birthday banquet will be held for three days, and the troupe will also sing for three days. It will be very lively these days... ....”

Ling Jingshu listened absently. There was nothing strange about the hand held by Ling Jingyan.

It seemed that just now it was because she hated Lu Hong so much that she was particularly disgusted by his touch.

...

At Shen Shizheng, the troupe finally dispersed.

The guests who came to celebrate the birthday said goodbye one by one, and everyone in the Ling Mansion was busy again. After seeing off the guests, the evening family banquet was almost about to begin.

The Ling family has been in Dingzhou for hundreds of years and has a large number of people. This branch of the Ling Mansion is a legitimate direct descendant. Mrs. Ling is a very senior woman, and today is her seventieth birthday. There are countless clan members who came to celebrate her birthday.

It was said to be a family banquet, but there were more than a dozen seats. Men and women must sit separately.

Lu An glanced around, but didn't see Lu Hong. He couldn't help but frowned, called Lu Qian and asked, "A Qian, where is A Hong?"

Lu Qian lowered his head and replied, "I haven't seen my eldest brother either."

I don't know what kind of trouble Lu Qian is having, and he has been avoiding him these past few days. When we meet, we never take the initiative to talk. When he asked, Lu Qian didn't dare not answer. But that look of avoiding him was really depressing.

Lu An ordered with an unhappy look on his face: "Go and find him quietly. You must come back before the dinner starts."

Lu Qian responded and hurriedly looked for someone.

Seeing Lu Qian leave, Lu An's mood didn't get much better.

I have been in Dingzhou for a few days, and I socialize with several uncles every day. There are also many officials from Dingzhou City who try to get close to me. However, after all, we are in Ling's natal family, so we have to restrain ourselves from many things... At most, we can invite some singers to accompany the banquet, and don't think about sleeping with her.

For Lu An, who cannot live without women, such a life is tantamount to hard work. It is really not interesting to face Ling's mediocre and slutty face all day long.

Suddenly, a beautiful face with an alluring appearance suddenly came to mind.

Lu An has always liked beautiful and enchanting mature women, and most of the concubines in the mansion are of this type. He never thought that he would be attracted to a girl who had not yet had haircuts...