It's not good to be a widow [Comprehensive]

In the evening, the city lord's mansion held a banquet, and it was held in a newly built water pavilion. According to the housekeeper, that water pavilion is the place where the water from the cold pool must pass, so it has a natural coolness, which is better than being bored in the water. It is much more comfortable to use ice in the house.

Lu Jinglu told his friends about his old man's thoughts in a very face-saving manner.

Lian Xing cheered and said: "It's really cool here, City Lord Ye has a heart."

Unsurprisingly, Yaoyue sang a different tune, saying that it was still a bit worse than Xiuyugu.

"Xiuyu Valley is a natural creation of mountains and rivers." Ye Gucheng was not angry, and then boasted, "Compared with such a blessed place on earth, it is worthwhile to cultivate here."

The master said so, even if Yaoyue doesn't like him, it's not good to go against him, not to mention there is Lianxing under the table.

The banquet is a small banquet, not so particular, plus there are two children who can't finish their sentences, after a meal, it can be called a happy sentence.

After the banquet, the two children became sleepy one after another, and everyone dispersed.

Before leaving, Yaoyue turned her head and told Lu Jinglu as if she remembered something, "Remember to come and find me tomorrow morning."

Lu Jinglu immediately tensed her shoulders and lowered her head, "...Yes."

After getting this sentence, Yao Yue followed Lian Xing and left with satisfaction.

When the two sisters left the water pavilion, Lu Jinglu seemed to hear Lianxing sighing and talking to Yaoyue, but the night wind was noisy, and her focus was on not letting her sleeping daughter blow the wind, so she didn't hear clearly.

Ye Gucheng cared more about her than she did, and couldn't help but ask her on the way back: "Why did Palace Master Yaoyue ask you to look for her tomorrow morning?"

Lu Jinglu remained expressionless: "Practice the sword."

Ye Gucheng was speechless, and it was hard to stop him, so he could only ask, "What time is it?"

"...Same as you." Those of you who are obsessed with sword practice probably feel that you must wake up at that point in your sleep.

"Then I'll call you." He said softly.

Lu Jinglu had already developed a regular routine, but after hearing what he said, she subconsciously curled her lips in agreement.

On the way back to the main courtyard, the daughter fell asleep in Ye Gucheng's arms. Lu Jinglu didn't pick her up because she was afraid of disturbing the little girl, and let him carry her all the way back to the house.

After going back, the two washed up one after another, but compared to two years ago, they unconsciously relaxed their movements so as not to disturb the children who were only two curtains away from them.

When she lay down on that familiar bed again, Lu Jinglu's mood was quite complicated.

Ye Gucheng was still washing up next door. She curled up in the quilt and looked at the bed curtains hanging around her, and found that it was exactly the same as in her memory, as if she had only been away for two days, not two years.

But in fact, she really ran away for nearly two years, during which time she met again, thanks to Duan Zhengchun's painting that can be called a coincidence.

If it wasn't for that coincidence——

When Ye Gucheng came back from the next door, he lifted the curtain of the bed, and what he saw was her lying there in a daze, her expression half blank and half panicked, his heart tightened when he saw it, and he subconsciously blurted out: "What's wrong?"

Lu Jinglu was brought back to his senses by his sound, turned her head and found that he had already sat down, blinked and leaned over, hugged his thin waist, buried her whole face in his waist, and said in a muffled voice: "sorry."

"Huh?" He was taken aback by the sudden apology, but his body's reaction still remained. Before he came back to his senses, he unconsciously stroked the back of her head with his hand. When he spoke again, his tone was softer than ever before, " What's the matter?"

Lu Jinglu tightened her arms, saying she was just sorry.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he ran his fingers through her long hair that was still damp, and said, "Okay, it's okay."

"...You don't even know what I'm talking about, so it doesn't matter." She wanted to cry again.

"It doesn't matter what it is." He paused for a moment, probably aware of the slight trembling of her shoulders, and tentatively lifted her up after speaking.

Lu Jinglu raised her head cooperatively, but refused to let go of her hand, which was still clasped around his waist, and said, "Actually, I also miss you every day."

Hearing this sentence, he finally understood why she suddenly apologized to him before, but instead of bringing the topic back, he pursed his lips and lowered his head, kissing her directly.

This posture is a little difficult for both of them. One has to raise his head hard, while the other can't bend down and can only lower his head. It is very strenuous.

So the moment he kissed her, Ye Gucheng's hand dropped to the back of her waist, lifted her up, and at the same time lay down on his own.

Lu Jinglu was held in his arms just like that, and lay on top of him.

She smelled the scent of acacia on his body, and heard the beating of his heart, then she closed her eyes and kissed him back forcefully, as if this was the only way to prove that the longing she said was true.

Ye Gucheng felt her anxiety, so he kissed her and stroked her back.

During the battle between lips and tongue, he heard the short syllables she leaked. He seemed aggrieved and thankful. He was so delicate that he softened his heart. He didn't continue to kiss her anymore. Instead, he kissed the tip of her nose and forehead, saying: "I know."

Because of these kisses and hugs, Lu Jinglu had already put aside the previous conversation, and couldn't react for a while, and after opening her eyes and bumping into his gaze, she couldn't remember it anymore, and would only ask him in a daze: "what do you know?"

"I know you like me." His kiss finally fell back to the corner of her lips, his voice was very low.

She had a sore nose, and thought to herself, it's not true, I obviously like you very much.

On the night of reunion, on the occasion of heart-to-heart exchange, it is most appropriate to have a strong love.

Lu Jinglu didn't want to admit it, but in fact she did have unhuman expectations for this night.

It's a pity that when she plucked up the courage to take the initiative to take off his collar, there was a loud crying sound from outside the bed curtain.

As soon as the daughter cried, the minds of the two were completely attracted, and she kicked and tripped over and got out of the bed, without even putting on her shoes in a hurry.

"What's wrong with her?" Ye Gucheng followed quickly, "Are you sick? Do you need to call a doctor?"

"...No need." Lu Jinglu has rich experience, "It's just wetting the bed."

Ye Gucheng: "..."

While bedwetting is common for children this age, common doesn't mean it's not bothersome.

After tossing and tossing the child back to sleep, half an hour passed, Lu Jinglu was also sleepy, and when she returned to the bed, she closed her eyes as soon as she touched the pillow.

Ye Gucheng was not as tired as she was, but he couldn't bear to disturb her rest, so he turned off the light and lay down with her to rest.

The two of them woke up at the same time in the morning of the second day, but Lu Jinglu fell asleep, forgetting that he had returned to the South China Sea, and the first thing he said when he woke up was to ask: "Feifei, has the Grand Palace Master got off the car?"

She didn't react until she saw the scene in front of her clearly, and then grabbed the quilt and covered her head, feeling very embarrassed.

Ye Gucheng hadn't seen her like this for a long time, and said with a smile: "On the way you came here, you also got up early every day to practice sword?"

Lu Jinglu: "Yes, nothing can be broken. Get out of the car to practice swords. Feifei and the second palace master will continue to walk. After the practice, the first palace master and I will catch up again and have lunch together."

"Have you worked hard?" he asked.

"Actually, it's okay." She removed the quilt and said in a serious tone, "I want to practice myself, so how can I complain about it?"

As for why she wanted to practice, she didn't say anything. She felt that before she finished practicing, she said that she could help him in the future and not hold him back.

Ye Gucheng hummed, stretched out his hand and rubbed her head, and said, "Let's get up then."

The two of them got out of bed together, washed together, and finally took out their clothes and changed together. It was the same as two years ago, and no one delayed the other.

But when leaving the main courtyard, it will be different, because Lu Jinglu has to explain to the attendants here how to take care of the little girl who is still sleeping in the house.

She confessed so dryly, but she was still not completely relieved.

Seeing this, Linghu smiled and said, "Ma'am, let's practice swords. Before you and the eldest lady came back, the city lord had invited several nurses to teach us how to take care of the eldest lady."

Lu Jinglu was startled, and turned to look for Ye Gucheng: "You...why didn't you say it earlier?"

He stretched out his hand and plucked the messy hair on her forehead just now, and said: "Even if I say it, you will still explain it yourself, it's better to let you explain it first."

This is true, Lu Jinglu thought, every child has different personalities and habits, and other people's experience may not be completely applicable, especially her daughter who is particularly troublesome.

But with his arrangement, she felt more at ease, and could go to Yaoyue to practice swords.

What she didn't expect was that when Yaoyue saw her, her face was full of surprise, and she asked her, "Why did you come on time?"

Lu Jinglu was confused by the question: "...Didn't you tell me to come on time?"

Yueyue: "..."

Yaoyue said: "Lianxing said, you just came back, you have to get up so early in the first few days, it's too embarrassing for you and Ye Gucheng."

"Uh, in fact, he and I are both used to getting up at this hour." Her first reaction was to explain, but after the explanation, she finally understood what Lian Xing meant.

Oh my god, the Second Palace Lord is a big girl with yellow flowers, isn't it wrong to be considerate?

Yaoyue: "Since that's the case, then practice as usual."

In fact, the Grand Palace Master didn't understand the deep meaning at all. Hearing her explanation, he immediately threw out such a sentence happily.

What else can Lu Jinglu say, I can only say yes.

However, there is nothing wrong with practicing swords after getting used to it, especially now that she has been under Yaoyue's hands longer and longer, and her sense of accomplishment cannot be underestimated.

After the practice was over, she hurried back to the main courtyard with her sword in hand, thinking about changing into her practice clothes, and checking on her daughter by the way.

Unexpectedly, after going back, I found out that just half a quarter of an hour ago, the demon star chlorophyll was making a fuss and didn't want the maids to approach, and kept calling for her father, so Linghu and the others took her to the study to Ye Gucheng.

Lu Jinglu: "???" They used to be called mothers?

With three parts jealousy and seven parts relief, Lu Jinglu changed her clothes and went straight to the study.

She was too lazy to walk around the main entrance, so she walked through the Sword Washing Pond, opened the door from the outside, and then bent down to pass through the snow bamboo curtain.

"Lingrui said, did Linghu bring Susu here?" Before she could pass through completely, she asked the inside first.

The next moment, she passed through the curtain and straightened up, and saw a slim figure standing at the door of the study.

The other party probably didn't expect that she would suddenly appear from the other side, and was stunned for a while, but he maintained it in the end, and he didn't lose his composure like when they first met.

Yes, Lu Jinglu had seen this unexpected guest before.

It was the elder sister Shenji, Luo Xunhuai who found time to confess to Ye Gucheng at the sword test meeting two years ago.

But judging by Luo Xunhuai's current attire, she should no longer be a senior sister, but the head of Shenji.

After their eyes met, Luo Xunhuai spoke first, she bowed respectfully to Lu Jinglu, and said, "I've met Mrs. Ye."

Lu Jinglu looked at her, then at Ye Gucheng, who was sitting there with his daughter in his arms, and couldn't help asking: "Why did Miss Luo suddenly come to Feixian Island?"

Luo Xunhuai's expression was gloomy, but he still replied neither humble nor overbearing: "There is a major matter that concerns the life and death of the disciples in the sect. I am really powerless to solve it. After thinking about it, I can only ask Baiyun City for help."

Speaking of this, Ye Gucheng also opened his mouth, saying: "Due to the decline of the Shenji faction in the past two years, many disciples have left, but the head of Luo found out some time ago that most of the disciples who left have disappeared."

Lu Jinglu: "!" Could it be the handwriting of Mr. Bat, right?

She felt that the possibility was very high, but few people in Jianghu knew about the matter of Bat Island, so in front of Luo Xunhuai, she restrained herself from saying anything.

Ye Gucheng's thinking was similar to hers, so he didn't directly express this guess. After explaining to Lu Jinglu, he turned back to Luo Xunhuai and said, "I will send someone to pay attention to this matter, and let me know when there is news. Head Luo."

This means preparing to see off guests, Luo Xunhuai still can't understand.

She came to ask for help, and the result was much better than expected, so of course she left immediately and cooperatively.

After she went out, the sword servant outside came over and closed the wide open front door.

Lu Jinglu withdrew her gaze, feeling very emotional: "She is already the master."

"She is the only disciple of Shenji's generation who can afford it." Ye Gucheng commented objectively, and only after the assessment did he remember that Chu Liuxiang seemed to have said that it is taboo to praise other women in front of his wife.

Thinking of this, he looked a little nervous when he looked at Lu Jinglu again.

Lu Jinglu didn't think too much about it, she just said, "So that's how it is."

"By the way, what happened to the Shenji faction, do you think it has something to do with Bat Island?" She asked again.

"I also guess so." Ye Gucheng said, "But before the truth comes out, it's not easy for her to know, so I can only promise so."

Lu Jinglu: "Yes."

Ye Gucheng: "..." Hmm, what does that mean?Doesn't she want him to agree to this matter?

In line with the principle of communicating when in doubt, he seldom asked in an uncertain tone, but when he finished the question and waited for the answer, he was even more nervous than before.

Lu Jinglu never expected that he would have such a misunderstanding, and hurriedly said: "How could it be? No matter what, the Shenji sect has truly disappeared disciples, and they are all human lives. Can you help to check it out? Good thing."

Ye Gucheng was relieved, but hearing that she was so unhesitating, that she didn't mind at all what he meant to help Luo Xunhuai, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"You really don't mind at all?" He couldn't help asking.

Looking at his expression at the moment, Lu Jinglu finally realized belatedly, did he really think that this person was worried that she would be jealous?

In the end, she wasn't jealous, so he wasn't happy?

Oh my god, what a little princess as always.

Thinking of this, she raised the corners of her lips and said, "I really don't mind if you help her."

"But—" the latter sentence was said with a drawn out tone, and as he spoke, a smile crept up his brows, "You can only like me."

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