"You don't explain clearly."

Lu Yuan withdrew his hand with a cold look on his face, the warmth still remained in his palm, and he felt numb from his arm to his heart.

Seeing that he was blaming her, Meng Qianqian muttered resentfully, "Do I need to talk about this? Even Zhao Zhao knows that when someone is sick, they touch their forehead. Who would touch that right away?"

"How would I know?"

Lu Yuan refused to admit it and his expression was extremely serious.

Meng Qianqian looked at him seriously.

Lu Yuan quickly changed the subject: "Do you want to talk about business?"

Meng Qianqian stared at him and asked, "Are your ears red?"

Lu Yuan: “No.”

Meng Qianqian: “Yes.”

Lu Yuan: "Hot."

Meng Qianqian: "There's no charcoal burning in the study."

Lu Yuan said: "Meng Xiaojiu, you are not done yet, right?"

Meng Qianqian: "Let me touch it back."

Lu Yuan: “…”

Meng Qianqian said sternly: "It's fine if you don't let me touch you. The previous debt will be written off."

Looking at his red ears, Meng Qianqian thought she had won for sure, but she never expected that someone had suppressed all his shame, calmly grabbed Meng Qianqian's hand, and touched his full and firm chest.

"Evened out."

He said in a calm tone.

Meng Qianqian was suddenly speechless: "..."

In the past, Lu Yuan was a bit fierce, but he was not difficult to deal with. I don’t know when he became so difficult to deal with.

Meng Qianqian felt his strong heartbeat, his body temperature penetrated through layers of clothes, like a burning flame scalding her slightly cool palms.

She froze and looked at him in disbelief: "You..."

Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Why? Not enough?"

His voice was hoarse and his eyes were deep, as if he wanted to tear the person apart and eat him.

Meng Qianqian quickly pulled her hand back: "That's not how you calculate the bill!"

Lu Yuan lazily leaned back on the chair, his fingertips lightly touching the armrest, and asked calmly, "How do you want to settle it?"

How to calculate...how does she know how to calculate?

Aren’t you talking about the Rabbit?

How did it develop to this point?

Meng Qianqian said sternly, "I haven't figured out how to settle it yet, so you owe it to me first."

Lu Yuan snorted coldly, "I'm letting you get it back, Meng Xiaojiu, do you really want to take advantage of me?"

Meng Qianqian looked down at her collar, then at his chest: "Can my here be the same as yours? If I want to touch it, I'll just touch it--"

She hesitated.

Lu Yuan suppressed his shame and raised his eyebrows calmly, "Where?"

Meng Qianqian saw that he looked calm and composed, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Let’s see who’s thicker-skinned, right?

Meng Qianqian stood up, took a deep breath, looked down at him, leaned down, supported her hands on his sides, as if she was holding him in her arms, and curled her lips: "Take off your pants."

Lu Yuan: “……!!”

"Banxia, ​​the lily and lotus seed soup that Miss ordered is ready!"

"Got it, Madam Du, here we come!"

Banxia opened the curtain and went out. The cold wind blew in her face and she shivered. She rubbed her hands and exhaled, then quickly went to the kitchen.

Madam Du cooked a full casserole and served out three bowls, one for Meng Qianqian, Bai Yuwei and Tan'er.

Liu Qingyun didn't like lotus seed soup, so Madam Du made rose ginger tea for her.

Banxia said, "Pour another bowl, the son-in-law is back too."

"Eh!"

Madam Du quickly filled another bowl and put it on the tray. She said to Banxia, ​​"There's more. Call Madam Li to come over and eat later."

"Thank you, Madam Du."

Banxia brought the tray with a smile.

When she entered the study room carrying the lotus seed soup, she felt that the atmosphere in the study room was strange.

The young lady and her husband, one was calculating the accounts and the other was reading a book.

"Miss, hasn't this account been settled long ago?"

Meng Qianqian said calmly, "Let's count it again."

"Oh." Banxia nodded, and then said to Lu Yuan, "Son-in-law, you held the book upside down."

Lu Yuan: "Watch it backwards and practice your spirit."

Banxia: “…”

Coming out of the study, Banxia was confused: "Young lady and son-in-law are acting weird, both of their faces are so red."

inside the house.

Meng Qianqian cleared her throat and said to Lu Yuan, "It's cold now, eat it while it's hot."

Lu Yuan nodded seriously.

The two of them tacitly agreed not to mention what happened just now. After all, whoever brought it up would be embarrassed.

The lotus seed soup tasted good, soft, glutinous and sweet. After finishing a bowl, both of them broke out in a light sweat.

Meng Qianqian took out a handkerchief and wiped her mouth: "Are you still going to talk about Maotu?"

It was clear that the two of them were only talking about business before, but now they were interrupted by personal matters at every turn.

Lu Yuan asked: "Is Maotu a traitor?"

Meng Qianqian shook her head: "I can't guarantee others, but she shouldn't betray the Chu family, at least not back then, but it's hard to say after Chu Nan's death."

Lu Yuan keenly grasped the key point of Meng Qianqian's words: "Is there a story?"

Meng Qianqian said: "It can be said that there is a little bit. Maotu has a special status in the Twelve Guards. Chenlong joined voluntarily, so she is also a member. Have you heard of Yaowang Valley?"

Lu Yuan stared and said, "I heard that the late emperor was seriously ill in his old age and sent people to Yaowang Valley to seek medical treatment, but was rejected. The late emperor almost sent troops to destroy Yaowang Valley."

Meng Qianqian didn’t know that there was such a thing. Perhaps she knew it in her previous life, but she couldn’t remember it now.

She said, "It is said that when Medicine King Valley treats people, one life is exchanged for another, so Medicine King Valley has another nickname in the martial arts world, called the Palace of the King of Hell."

"Is Maotu from Yaowang Valley?"

Lu Yuan asked.

Meng Qianqian nodded, "Yes, she is the heir of Medicine King Valley. Back then, I... I heard that she used Medicine King Golden Needle to fight against Madam Chu's Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, and the result was a draw. Of course, I'm talking about acupuncture, not martial arts. It's just that the two of them only proposed a duel of acupuncture. Logically, since she didn't lose, she didn't have to submit to Chu Nan, but she proposed a second duel - archery, with Chu Nan."

"She lost."

Lu Yuan said.

Meng Qianqian nodded again: "Yes, she didn't even draw her bow, she gave up on her own initiative, because she liked Chu Nan. She was the only one of the Twelve Guards besides Chen Long who was recruited without any trickery."

"If she loves Chu Nan so much, why did she join the prime minister who killed Chu Nan? It's impossible that she was also blackmailed by the prime minister."

"I don't know about that."

They have done so much, and the situation of the Prime Minister was originally hopeless. However, if the Prime Minister had the support of Yaowang Valley, he would have another chance to save his life.

Yaowang Valley treats illnesses with a life-for-life payment. If you don’t want to pay at the time, you can owe it first.

There are many people in the world who owe their lives to Yaowang Valley.

Meng Qianqian said with a complicated expression: "When Maotu was a member of the Twelve Guards, she only listened to Chu Nan's orders. In this world, the only person who can make her stop is Chu Nan."

But Chu Nan is already dead. How can she take Maotu away from the Prime Minister?

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