The cold wind beat against the windows, seemingly all night long.
Lu Yizhi felt that there was a woman crying or making noise in his ears. He got up and closed the window to block out the noise. When he stood by the window, he saw his mother in a trance.
A girl was kneeling in front of her mother, pleading, "You can't do this, it was agreed before."
The mother rolled up her sleeves impatiently: "Who said it was agreed? Why can't it be changed? If you want to, you can stay, if you don't want to, just leave."
The servants rushed in like wolves and tigers, dragging the girl out. The next moment it seemed that he was being dragged out, and he couldn't help it. The earth, rocks, dead branches and leaves kept sliding over his face and body, and in the blink of an eye there was fire around him.
Light, thick smoke billowing, are you going to be burned to death by fire?
Lu Yizhi felt suffocated in his mouth and nose and opened his eyes suddenly.
He was still lying on his bed, with light coming from the curtains.
Dreaming.
Lu Yizhi looked at the carved bedside and the gold-embroidered bed tent. He rarely dreamed. It seemed that he had been greatly stimulated yesterday. He actually dreamed of the scene where Qixing was kicked out of his family.
In fact, he had no idea what the scene was like when Qixing was driven away.
He had previously asked about what happened to Qixing at home, but he did not ask in detail, especially about the conversation between his parents and Qixing, and he did not ask about the details of whether Qixing cried or begged for anything at that time. He did not care about these details.
Lu Yizhi lay on the bed and smiled bitterly. Obviously, this dream was caused by the woman's words yesterday, "Kicking me out of the house is unreasonable and embarrassing."
What is this called? Treating others with their own medicine?
She hated them and wanted to stay with him.
The rubble went crazy and bumped into the beautiful jade. She didn't care about anything, but he did.
Lu Yizhi reached out and pressed his head.
"Sir, are you awake?" the boy outside asked softly when he heard the movement.
Lu Yizhi hummed, and the curtain was opened by the boy. One boy brought him warm water, and another boy helped him up, knelt down and put on his shoes and socks.
Lu Yizhi looked at the bright room. Even though he was shocked by Qixing yesterday, he still went to Xiahou's house and waited with Miss Xiahou. He didn't come back until Mr. Xiahou fell asleep, and then slept until now.
No matter how worried you are, don't let your mind wander.
Lu Yizhi stood up and walked a few steps indoors before standing in front of the desk.
Seeing that he had not moved for a long time, the boys in the room were inexplicably nervous. The boy boldly asked: "Sir, let's eat first."
Lu Yizhi hummed, picked up his pen and wrote something on a post.
"Send the invitation for the banquet to Mr. Wang of the Hanlin Academy," he said.
Because Mr. Xiahou was ill, Lu Yizhi had not decided whether to go to the banquet or not, and did not submit it until this moment. Of course, the young men were willing for the young master to go to the banquet. When they heard this, they immediately said yes with joy.
The boy came to the table to wait for the ink to dry. He looked down, looked stunned, and subconsciously rubbed his eyes.
The young master is not the only one on the post, there is an additional female dependent, but it is not Miss Xiahou either.
"Take my sister-in-law alone." He murmured.
Who is the roommate?
The lady at home is coming?
I haven’t heard of it, and it hasn’t arrived yet, so how can it be too late?
The boy's thoughts were confused. Lu Yizhi had already left the desk. At the same time, there was a knock on the courtyard door. The servants of the concierge seemed to have been frightened, and there was a lot of noise.
But this time Lu Yizhi didn't scold him, but looked at the boy and raised his chin.
"Go." He ordered, "Miss is here, please come in."
Miss…..
The young boy was so dizzy that he hurried out and walked to the door. He saw that the door had been opened, or pushed open from the outside, and a maid waved away the servant who was standing in front of him.
"Don't stand in Miss's way," she said.
Then the young lady walked in slowly behind her. Even though she was wrapped in a cloak and hooded, the young man could see her face clearly.
"You!" the boy yelled.
How could it be her?
The boy looked back in horror. Lu Yizhi was standing at the entrance of the hall with a calm expression. He did not feel at all that an uninvited guest had come to the door.
"Young Master, have you made the arrangements?" Qixing said.
Lu Yizhi looked at her and thought, this is not a question. In fact, she doesn't care whether he has arranged it or not, she just comes to the door.
"Okay." He said.
Qixing took off his hood and nodded with a smile: "Young Master is indeed reliable in his work."
Lu Yizhi grew up surrounded by praise. Regardless of whether the praise was genuine or false, he accepted it calmly because he knew he deserved it.
Only when faced with this woman's praise, he could be sure that the woman's praise was sincere, but it felt strange.
Also, at this moment, I have a different feeling when I think back to every time she exchanged greetings in the Linglongfang living room and asked how her studies were going and how being an official was.
Like the selling price of goods.
Lu Yizhi looked at her, half-smiling but not smiling: "Young lady is in control, I dare not be unreliable."
Qixing didn't care about his strange words. He walked into the hall and just said: "Is it time to eat?"
Qingzhi immediately looked at the servants in the yard: "What are you still doing? Let's serve food."
The servants were all stunned, some were slow to react and were still wondering who this person was, and the servants who recognized him had not yet reacted. Why did these two servants look like their masters?
Their eyes couldn't help but look towards the real owner.
Lu Yizhi said calmly: "Let's serve food."
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The young lady had a sumptuous lunch at Lu's house, took a nap, then bathed, changed clothes, dressed up, and got into a carriage with Mr. Lu in the dusk and drove towards the imperial city.
The servants who stayed at home looked at the cars and horses going away, in a daze.
They had thought about it and knew that there would be a woman in Lu's house, but they always thought it would be Miss Xiahou. They never expected that it would be this Qixing.
The boy following the carriage looked dull.
He thought that the young master might bring his female family to the banquet tonight, but he always thought it would be Miss Xiahou. How could it be this Qixing?
Not only did the young master not drive these seven stars out of the capital, but he also took them with him and brought them to the eyes of everyone.
God, what's going on? He couldn't help but look at the car curtain, thinking about how Qixing looked when he got in the car just now.
Qixing is wearing a light yellow jacket and skirt, wrapped in a plain brocade cloak, lightly applied with pink and white, and has a pearl in her hairpin.
At first glance, she doesn't feel gorgeous, but perhaps because of the pearl, her whole body is covered with a layer of gleaming light, which makes people want to look at her.
That pearl was really beautiful. The young man suddenly remembered that there were a few of the treasures given by the eldest master. When the housekeeper here was counting them, he saw them and wanted the young master to see them, but the young master didn't care.
The young master actually gave such a fine pearl to this maidservant!
The boy's heart was pounding. It turned out that the young master was treating this maid...
Lu Yizhi turned to look at Qixing sitting beside him. Night had already enveloped the earth, the streets were brightly lit during festivals, and the interior of the car became softly bright.
Qixing sat upright with a calm expression, or rather expressionless, but her eyes were dark and shining.
Sensing his gaze, she glanced at him and smiled.
It was a polite smile. She didn't feel apologetic or reserved because she had threatened him, but she didn't feel arrogant or proud because she had threatened him.
She didn't seem to think that what she did was wrong, but that it was right.
Yes, bullies always take it for granted.
Lu Yizhi said: "If I come at this time, it's not too early or too late, so I won't attract attention. Miss, you won't be dissatisfied, right?"
What are you dissatisfied with? Are you dissatisfied that she didn't get everyone's attention?
Qixing smiled: "No, I just want to see the lights. Don't think too much, sir. I don't care what others think of me."
She doesn't care, so she doesn't care how he will be viewed by others. She doesn't want him to think too much. How can he not think too much? This time she wants to look at the lights, but what about next time she wants to think about something else? There will be more to come.
?
There will be no future.
Since the easiest and simplest emotions can't comfort and control her, let's not talk about emotions.
A fire may not kill a person, but there are thousands of ways to make people disappear in the world.
Lu Yizhi looked at her and smiled: "That's good."
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As before, people can crowd onto the Imperial Street to look at the lanterns of the Imperial City. This is the closest distance anyone can get to the Imperial City. The other road is for the royal relatives, officials and families. They can walk to the Imperial City and sit on the
They watched the lanterns together before the emperor's eyes.
Of course, there are rules. Servants are not allowed. Qingzhi and Lu Yizhi's servants stopped at the designated place. Lu Yizhi took Qixing and walked towards Yu Street.
There were already a lot of people on the street, greeting each other. Lu Yizhi came a little late and was mixed in among many people. He was in a hurry to say hello. When he heard Lu Yizhi introduce him as his "sister-in-law", they all avoided looking at the unmarried lady.
To avoid.
This roommate lowered her head and looked very resigned.
The two of them quickly passed through the crowd and walked to their seats under the guidance of the chamberlain.
Many people find it inconvenient to stare at other people's female relatives, but Tocha Jihei is not subject to this restriction.
Zhu Chuan stood on the side of the street, stepping on the stepladder, overlooking the men, women and children passing by. He would comment from time to time, "Mrs. Huang's makeup is too thick, it seems to cover up the scars left by the fight with her husband." "Miss Sun bumped into Zhang.
My wife is pregnant. It seems that she is not satisfied with the proposed marriage and wants to give a bad impression to her future mother-in-law."
While they were chatting and laughing, Aribei came over hurriedly, "Master Zhu, Master Zhu is not well."
Zhu Chuan didn't even look at him and waved his hand directly: "If anyone is bad, just drag him down. It doesn't matter whether he is a relative of the emperor or a high official in the court, and it doesn't matter if he is a man or a woman. Don't ask for advice on such a trivial matter."
The soldier still climbed up the ladder and said in a low voice: "Who is that? He's here with Lu Hanlin."
Who was that? Zhu Chuan was slightly stunned for a moment, and the next moment he jumped down from the chair.
"It's really good!" he exclaimed, "I'll tell the governor."
After that, he disappeared in a flash.
The soldiers and guards around him had not yet reacted.
"Who is it?" "What kind of big shot? Lord Zhu doesn't dare to drag him down or chop him to death?" "You actually want to alert the governor?"