Feng Zhenyue motioned for everyone to sit down on the futons in the temple. Lan Qiao, Bai Xueyin and others each found futons and sat down cross-legged.

Li Jingshu was still wearing a new dress sewn by Princess Lin'an herself, so it was not easy for her to sit cross-legged. After a moment of hesitation, she changed to a kneeling position, with her legs folded together on the futon, and her buttocks pressed squarely against her ankles.

Extremely dignified and elegant.

Xie Xuechu has practiced martial arts since childhood and has never received such training in lady ethics. When he saw her, he said with envy, "Miss Li's family is so beautiful."

"I'm sorry for neglecting you, young lady." Feng Zhenyue smiled and said to Li Jingshu, "How is your father-in-law doing lately?"

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Marquis. They are all very well." Li Jingshu replied respectfully, "Although I live here leisurely, my father never forgets to practice swordsmanship every morning, and my mother is also busy with things in the tea house. Although she lives a modest life,

It’s light, but quite substantial.”

Feng Zhenyue said with a smile, "When it comes to swordsmanship, there are only a handful of people in the world who can surpass Mr. Hongyi's sword. In recent years, he has devoted himself to practicing swordsmanship regardless of government affairs, and he has certainly made more breakthroughs."

.My hands are itching unbearably. When Ling'er's matter is settled, I will pay him a visit."

"The humble house will be blessed with the presence of the Marquis." Li Jingshu smiled, bowed slightly, and said, "The little girl has welcomed the Marquis in behalf of my father."

"Miss, are you going home this time for a temporary visit, or are you not going to leave?" Feng Yueming took over and said, "If you don't plan to leave home again in a short time, what should you do with the pharmacy in Jingzhou..."

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On one side, Li Jingshu was surrounded by the Feng family father and son, while on the other side, Xie Xuechu tiptoed to Lan Qiao, holding a bowl of steaming chicken soup and saying, "Senior Brother Lan, let's have a bowl of soup."

Lan Qiao was startled, then shook his head with a smile and said, "No, I won't drink. Your senior sister and I just came after dinner. You can drink it yourself."

"Oh..." Xie Xuechu looked disappointed. He neither put down nor took away the bowl of soup in his hand. He was so embarrassed that he was at a loss.

Lu Xueyu saw that her fingers were red from being burned by the side of the bowl, so she took the bowl of soup and said, "Your soup is so hot. If you give it to Senior Brother Lan now, he won't be able to drink it." She blinked at Xie Xuechu, as if she understood.

With her thoughts on her mind, she casually placed the soup bowl in front of Lanqiao's futon.

Bai Xueyin looked at Lu Xueyu, then at Xie Xuechu who had his head slightly lowered, and said in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Lu Xueyu smiled and touched Xie Xuechu's head and said, "This afternoon, Mr. Marquis paid for two native chickens from the villagers to improve our food in a foreign land. There was only a little chicken soup left. I'm afraid you guys will have to travel a long distance.

I was hungry, so I specially cooked it again and brought it to you."

Bai Xueyin glanced at the soup bowl placed next to the Lanqiao futon with suspicion, and said puzzledly, "Then why is it only his and not mine?"

Lu Xueyu didn't know how to answer for a moment. Xie Xuechu's face was already flushed with red. She covered her face with her hands and stood up and said, "I'll serve it to senior sister right now." After that, she ran away as if running for her life.

Bai Xueyin looked at Lu Xueyu again, frowned and said, "I always feel like you are fooling me."

"Then if I tell the truth, you must not be angry." Lu Xueyu said with a smile.

"Why am I so angry for no reason?" Bai Xueyin became more and more confused, "Isn't it just a bowl of chicken soup?"

"You see, although it's a bowl of chicken soup, it's not just a bowl of chicken soup." Lu Xueyu pursed her lips in the direction Xie Xuechu was walking away from and said, "It's your little junior sister who has reached the age where her love interest begins."

"Love..." Bai Xueyin suddenly had an epiphany. His eyes instantly glanced at Lan Qiao, and a smile broke out at the corner of his mouth. "It's no wonder there is only a bowl of chicken soup. It turns out that someone fell in love again."

"Junior Sister Xue Chu and I are just acquaintances." Lan Qiao looked at the bowl of soup with a wry smile and said, "Where do we start talking about this?"

"Girls' feelings are always poetry." Lu Xueyu said leisurely, "That day, Senior Sister led Senior Brother Lan up the mountain, and Master passed on the Qiankun Jue Heart Technique to you, making it clear that Senior Sister Lan is treated as one of our own. Little Junior Sister is

She is at an ignorant age. When she saw a young man like Senior Brother Lan for the first time, she inevitably fell in love with her. Since you left, she has not thought about tea or food, and looks like a girl who is worried."

"She clearly knows that I already have Ling'er." Lan Qiao sighed, "What a silly girl."

Bai Xueyin's face felt hot, as if Lan Qiao's words were meant for her, and she secretly laughed at herself, "What a silly girl."

Lan Qiao helplessly spread his hands and asked Lu Xueyu for advice, "So, what should I do now?"

Lu Xueyu said in a joking tone, "If Senior Brother Lan likes Xue Chu, he can naturally tease her so much that he will live and die for you. When you get tired of her, you can abandon her like a pair of worn shoes."

"What did you say? She is only thirteen years old." Lan Qiao said with some displeasure, "Who do you think I am? Someone worse than a beast?"

"Senior Brother Lan, don't get excited, I'm just joking." Lu Xueyu stopped him calmly and said, "In other words, I do have some objections to Senior Brother Lan because he made her become like this, although I know this is not true.

it's not your fault."

"I don't want to discuss who is right and who is wrong. The key now is, what to do?" Lan Qiao waved his hands, "You know, I can't possibly treat her..."

"Okay, okay, I said something wrong, please forgive me, Senior Brother Lan." Lu Xueyu said softly, "If you want to tell me how to solve the problem, Mr. Lan, please look to the right. Your good friend Mr. Wu, since the first time I met

Ever since I was a little junior sister, I have always glanced at her from time to time, and it was clear what she meant."

Lan Qiao and Bai Xueyin turned around and saw that behind Feng Yueming, Xu Yang and others, Wu Yi was looking towards them. Seeing that they had attracted attention, Wu Yi hurriedly hid back to Xu pretending that nothing happened.

Behind Yang.

When Xu Yang saw Wu Yi moving around, he laughed and cursed, "What are you doing? You're sneaky."

Wu Yi was about to find something to say to defend himself when he suddenly saw Lu Xueyu waving to him and said hurriedly, "Nvxia Lu asked me to come over."

He walked to Lu Xueyu, and Lu Xueyu asked, "Master Wu, have you eaten enough tonight?"

"I'm full, I'm full." Wu Yi felt guilty and rolled his eyes and said, "Thank you, Miss Lu, for thinking about me."

"Have you eaten enough?" Lu Xueyu looked at the bowl of soup next to Lan Qiao with feigned pity, and then said, "That's really a pity. Just now, my junior sister was worried that Young Master Wu was not strong enough to eat, so she deliberately added

I heated up a bowl of chicken soup and came out. I saw Mr. Wu talking to Miss Li over there. I was sorry to disturb you, so I left it here."

"That's it." Wu Yi looked surprised, scratched his head and said, "Actually, I can indeed eat a little more, thank you Lu Nuxia."

"You're not thanking me, you're thanking my junior sister."

"Yes, thank you, junior sister." Wu Yi stretched out his trembling hands, picked up the bowl of chicken soup as if it were a treasure, and drank it.

Just as he was about to put down the bowl, he saw Xie Xuechu coming over with another bowl of chicken soup. Lu Xueyu winked at Bai Xueyin, who understood and said, "Little junior sister, you are afraid that Mr. Wu's bowl is not enough, and you are worried about him."

Have you cooked a bowl?”

"Ah? Mr. Wu?" Xie Xuechu looked surprised. Lu Xueyu had already taken the soup from her hand and handed it to Wu Yi, "Can Mr. Wu still drink it?"

"Yes! Yes!" Wu Yi took the bowl and took a big sip. After swallowing, he realized that it was too hot and he stuck out his tongue and gasped.

"You...what are you doing? I finally made the soup!" Xie Xuechu was annoyed that he was rude, but was embarrassed to say that the soup was originally prepared for Lan Qiao, so he raised his fist and hit Wu Yi.

"Oh my god..." Wu Yi started running and took another sip of soup while running.

Xie Xuechu raised his fist and chased after him. The two chased and beat him, causing chaos in the Guandi Temple.

"Okay, we don't need to worry about the rest." Lu Xueyu said easily, "Anyway, she is not the only one who has fallen in love."
Chapter completed!