My lord, he always wants to talk about feelings with me

Chapter 29

Lu Xun picked up the gilt and vermilion paper slip that was set aside, carefully picked it up with his index finger and thumb, folded three pages, then touched the gold ink with a wolf pen, and wrote a few lines of small characters on the inside of the double slip——

"The pavilion will be opened on July [-], and I hope to pray for the presence of the prince."

After the marks on the words were completely dry, he carefully sealed it with a red string, and handed it to Qiyu who was grinding beside him, "Do you know how to get to Pingjiang Anwang Xingfu?"

"Of course I know, don't worry, my lord, I will definitely deliver it to you." Qiyu smiled, he reached out to take it, put it close to him, bowed to Lu Xun, turned and left Tianyi Pavilion.

Lu Xun put his pen on the pen mount, got up and walked around.

Tianyi Pavilion is the ancestral hall of the Lu Mansion. It has three floors. The lowest floor is dedicated to the memorial tablet of the ancestors of the Lu family. The second floor is the Library Pavilion.

Lu Xun was bored on the first floor, so he walked to Zangshu Pavilion with his hands behind his hands.

The strong smell of books and ink came to the face, and the three-person-high teak bookshelves greeted the eyes, and there were rows and rows of ancient books on the shelves. The Lu Mansion has been a scholarly family since ancient times. He was a first-class bachelor at that time, and many of them entered the court as officials.

Open flames are prohibited in the Library Pavilion, and a dim yellow glazed lamp is hung on the wall of each row of bookshelves. Lu Xun felt that it was hot and humid, so he went to the window and opened two windows.

The cool wind blowing from the lake surface was wrapped in sunlight, and Lu Xun held the glass lamp to examine every ancient book carefully. These books were very old, the title pages were yellowed, and some handwriting could not be seen clearly.

They are all treasures handed down from generation to generation. It would be a pity if they were missing like this.

Lu Xun frowned, and slender fingertips lightly slid across the pages of the book. After thinking for a while, he said to the guard standing beside him: "Go and bring up the writing, ink, paper and pen. I want to re-edit and verify these ancient books."

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In Wang An's mansion, there are dense cypress trees, blocking out most of the heat. The bamboo curtains were drawn down in the study room, and the windows were half opened. Jing Yue was leaning on the couch in a cloak, and picked up a piece of paper from the table. The sheepskin figure flipped through it carelessly.

A tripod incense burner was burning in the northwest corner of the book case, and purple smoke curled up. In front of the couch, there were two good-looking young men sitting kneeling. One of them held a round fan in his hand and slowly poured the cold air from the ice basin around Jingyue's body. A softly clenched fist was gently beating Jing Yue's leg, and her thin white fingers seemed to brush gently against the base of Jing Yue's thigh.

Jing Yue raised his eyelids and glanced at the boy, and chuckled lightly. He threw the sheepskin figure on the desk, lay back on his back, and said, "Come here, sit in my king's arms."

The leg-thumping boy twisted his waist and shook his head slightly with winking eyes.

Jingyue raised her eyebrows, did she want to welcome her or refuse?The only one who is qualified to bargain with him is Lu Xun, that wolf cub. Where does this little rascal get the confidence?

With a "tsk", he raised his hand to grab the boy's arm, and with a sudden pull, he imprisoned him in his arms. Jing Yue wrapped one hand around the boy's waist, and stretched out the other to the boy who was lying aside. Ice basin, soaked the fingertips in ice until it was cool, and then tore off the clothes on the boy's chest with wet hands.

The little servant groaned, bowed his body abruptly, and his eyes softened a little, shining and charming like the West Lake in February.

Jing Yue rubbed the person in her arms expressionlessly, until the boy opened his red lips and softly begged for mercy. He took his hand out of the boy's lapel, and slowly grabbed the boy's neck.

"Hmm!" The boy's eyes widened in an instant, the flush on his face faded completely, he couldn't help struggling with his hands and feet, and a "woo hoo" sound came out of his throat.

"My nephew is really good at picking people." Jing Yue looked down at the boy, her strength in her hand was not reduced by half, and her voice was very weak, "Tsk tsk tsk...the eyes are very similar to Lu Xun's, But it’s a pity that he doesn’t have the slightest charm when making waves.”

After saying this, there was a slight "click", and before the boy could scream with his eyes wide open, his neck was cut off by Jing Yue, and the dark red blood dripped down the corner of his mouth and dripped on the skirt of his clothes.

The servant holding the round fan screamed, and crawled back on hands and feet. Jing Yue threw the body on the ground, took out a brocade handkerchief from his arms, and was wiping his fingers one by one, when Shen Zhou knocked on the door outside. up.

"Come in." Jing Yue lay down on the couch again, beckoned to the boy curled up in the corner, and closed his eyes.

The little servant trembled, knelt down in front of the bed again trembling, and fanned the wind gently.

Shen Zhou opened the door and came in. After seeing the corpse on the ground, he was slightly taken aback, and he said: "Oh, the clothes are still neatly on, isn't this your style? What do you do with the big gift from your nephew?" Kill it without using it? Could it be that Brother Cheng, you want to play rape. Corpse?"

Jing Yue frowned, he raised his eyes to look at Shen Zhou, and sent him a word neatly, "Get lost."

Shen Zhou giggled, stuck out his tongue, and said: "There are two people from the Lu residence, one is Lu Xun's personal servant, and the other is the second elder Lu Xun."

"What are you doing?" Jing Yue asked.

"They are all here to send invitations. The Patriarch of the Lu Mansion invited the prince to participate in the opening of the pavilion on July [-]." Shen Zhou said.

Jing Yue nodded slightly, stroked Mo Yu's fingers, and said softly, "Personal servant? Call me over, and I'll see if he's handsome."

Shen Zhou laughed, and he said: "Sister-in-law has not passed the door, you have been hired? The personal servant is to serve the son and brother, why? You are only allowed to sleep outside, and sister-in-law can't try something new?"

Just as he was talking and laughing, Zhang Huan came back from the outside, holding two large gift boxes wrapped in red silk cloth in his hand, "My lord, Meng Shilang invites my lord to go to Yihonglou for a drink tonight. He said that Yihonglou recently bought a group of oriental geisha. Please be sure to Appreciation."

"Well, tell Meng Xiao that the king is going to the banquet tonight." Jing Yue glanced at the gift box, then turned to look at Shen Zhou and said, "Go and ask the valet to come in. I don't care about Lu Xun."

Shen Zhou responded, turned around and went out, and not long after, he led a young man in Tsing Yi in with a smile.

The boy was born with red lips and white teeth, and a pair of apricot eyes that are watery, and he is very clever and well-behaved.Jing Yue looked Qiyu up and down, opened her lips and asked, "What's your name? How long have you been with Lu Xun?"

"My lord, the younger one's name is Qi Yu'er, and she has been serving the young master for five years." Qi Yu replied.

Jingyue paused when she rubbed her fingers, sat up on the couch, and beckoned to Qiyu, "Come here."

Qiyu hesitated for a moment, and walked forward quickly as she said.

"It's so pretty." Jing Yue said softly, he stood up, walked back and forth beside Qiyu for a few steps, then raised his hand to pinch Qiyu's chin, and watched carefully.

"My lord, the young master taught me to send the post to the lord." Qiyu's spine was chilled by Jing Yue's gaze, he struggled a bit, took out the post from his arms, and said.

Jingyue didn't answer, but let go of Qiyu's grip, and he patted Qiyu's shoulder three times in a row, then took the post, opened it, glanced at it and said, "This post looks like it's for a married couple. ...Go back and send a message to your young master, saying that this king has already checked someone for him, so he can feel free to use it."

Shen Zhou pursed his lips when he heard the words, and rolled his eyes at Jingyue.

Qiyu was frightened enough by Jingyue. He had heard that King An likes to play with boys, so he planned to bite his tongue and kill himself if Wang An was humiliated. Yu was overjoyed, and hurriedly knelt down to thank: "My lord Jin An, I will definitely bring the words to you."

After finishing speaking, she was about to pull away to leave, but Jing Yue called out before she could take a few steps, "Little boy, come back."

Qi Yu's heart "thumped", he turned around, cupped his hands and said, "What else can the lord tell you?"

Jing Yue opened the gift boxes brought back by Zhang Huan, checked them one by one, and said, "There are some pastries and dried fruits in the box, take them back for your son to eat."

"Hey, good." Qiyu breathed a sigh of relief, he stepped forward to wrap the box, held it in his hand, and left without stopping.

Shen Zhou sat down on the wooden chair, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "Brother, why don't you save some of that box of snacks for me? Now that I have a sister-in-law, my younger brother is worthless."

"Are you short of money? If you want to eat, go buy it yourself." Jing Yue ignored Shen Zhou, walked to the desk, rolled up the sheepskin map and put it away in the sleeve cage.

"Where can I buy such beautiful snacks?" Shen Zhou snorted coldly, "I'll tell my parents when I get back, bro, you don't love me."

Qiyu walked into Tianyi Pavilion with a gift box. Lu Xun was writing a book at his desk. When he heard footsteps, he didn't look up. He just said softly, "You're back? Why did you take so long?"

"King An kept me for a while." Qiyu put the gift boxes on the small table one by one, raised her sleeves and said with cold sweat on her forehead.

Hearing this, Lu Xun paused. He raised his eyes to look at Qiyu, saw that his face was a little pale, he was startled, and hurriedly went to look at him, his clothes were tidy, Lu Xun frowned and said, "Why did he keep you? Is this post worthy of him seeing you in person?"

Qiyu pursed her lips and said, "My lord asked me to bring a message to the young master, saying that he has already done the examination for the young master, and taught the young master to use it with confidence."

Lu Xun raised his eyebrows. He pondered over the words, then turned to Qiyu and asked, "Did he slap you three times?"

Qiyu asked in surprise, "How does the young master know?"

Lu Xun twitched the corners of his mouth. Jing Yue was worried that the valet next to her had the same problem as Yan Shuang in Huaiyang City. The shoulder pat was actually testing Qiyu's martial arts skills.

"Oh, by the way, the lord also taught me to bring some snacks to the young master." Qiyu said, moving the small table in front of Lu Xun.

Lu Xun opened the box and glanced at it, nodded slightly, picked up the pen to write again, and said calmly: "You put it there, there is nothing to do here, just step back."

Qiyu obediently responded, pushed the door open and went out.

The door hinge closed with a "squeak", a slight wind slipped in, and the candle flame flickered. Lu Xun wrapped his hands around the candlestick, and the candle shadow was projected on the scroll, which happened to cover a passage of scriptures: "Sometimes there is a wind blowing and the flag moves. One monk said the wind was moving, and the other monk said the flag was moving..."

He withdrew his hand, and never looked at the exquisite pastry beside the table from beginning to end.

Whether it's the wind moving or the candle flames dancing, who can tell.