The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

Lu Anfan felt his heart was as cold as ice.

He stood in front of the room full of people he called family, not knowing what to say.

At this time, Lu Zhaohua pinched him hard.

The second aunt was still pushing him and asking him to admit his mistake.

Lu Ming glared at him angrily, and Lu Anrong looked at his expression and felt that there was something malicious in it.

Lu Anfan didn’t know when his brother, who was as bright as the moon in his heart, became like this.

He felt cold in his heart when he looked at her for even a second.

Lu Ming was originally waiting for Lu Anfan to admit his mistake and give him a way out, but when he saw that Lu Anfan remained silent, he became even angrier.

He walked quickly forward, raised his hand and slapped Lu Anfan in the face.

"master!"

The second aunt was shocked.

"You've grown wings, haven't you? Then get out! Get out! I still have An Rong and An Jin, and I won't be any less without you!"

Lu Ming's eyes were bloodshot.

Lu Anfan's face felt hot.

But he still noticed his sister's quick move to avoid it at that moment.

The boy was already somewhat rebellious to begin with, so how could he stay under such circumstances?

He turned and looked at his aunt, "Aunt, will you come with me?"

There were tears in his eyes and his tone was almost pleading.

This is the best time for her to be promoted to the principal wife.

The Second Aunt came to grab his hand, "An Fan, please stop making trouble, okay? We are a family. Lu Zhaoling holds a grudge against us and wants to come back for revenge. What good will it do if you listen to her?"

Lu Anfan's heart sank to the bottom.

He looked at Lu Zhaohua again.

Lu Zhaohua turned his head away.

"Okay, I'll go by myself."

Lu Anfan turned and left.

After his eldest sister spoke to him, he went to pack his things.

He didn't have much stuff to begin with, and most of it was left in the academy.

He lived in the same courtyard as Lu Anrong, but the room he lived in was smaller, and most of his things were given to him by Lu Anrong after he no longer wanted them.

Lu Anfan only packed one bag.

When he came out, Lu Anrong was waiting for him in the yard.

"An Fan, why are you like this?" Lu Anrong looked at him, "What good did my second sister promise you?"

“She’s the eldest sister.”

Lu Anfan only replied with this sentence and didn't plan to talk to him anymore.

But Lu Anrong grabbed the bag from behind him again.

"An Fan, what did you take with you? Did you go to my room?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Anfan felt his blood rushing backwards instantly.

He tried to shake off Lu Anrong, but Lu Anrong held on tightly and with such force he pulled his bag off, scattering all the stuff on the floor.

The others heard the noise and ran out too.

Lu Anfan clenched his hands tightly and looked at Lu Anrong with red eyes, "Do you suspect that I stole your things?"

"How dare you run away from home when you are penniless? If you didn't go to pawn a few things..." Lu Anrong felt that his suspicion was correct.

"My Lord, Anfan would never do that..." Second Auntie hurried over and explained for Lu Anfan, "He was willing to give you everything he had before. He respected and loved you as his brother the most."

When the Second Aunt said this, she suddenly paused.

That's not right, Jin Qiaozhen is just a servant!

Now that Lu Anrong is a slave-born child, why should she still be unable to raise her head in front of him like before?

Lu Anrong is no longer the eldest son, so why should she subconsciously try to please him?

The second aunt straightened her back.

She was about to say something to Lu Anfan, but Lu Anfan had already shaken her hand off.

At this time, Lu Ming saw that he was really packing his bags to leave, and his anger rose to the top of his head. He pointed at the door angrily, "If you want to leave, you have to have some backbone. Don't take anything from my Lu family! Get out!"

"Why are you carrying such a big bag before you leave? I didn't buy this. Do you have any shame?"

The things scattered on the ground were covered with clothes, with a few books exposed, a parchment pen roll, and some carving knives, brushes and other things inside.

This is Lu Anfan’s favorite thing in recent years.

Lu Anrong bent down and picked it up.

"I wanted this parchment scroll too. My father said he would give it to you..."

Lu Ming shouted angrily, "Don't take it away! I would rather give it to a beggar or a dog than give it to a ungrateful person like you!"

"The robe you are wearing was just bought a while ago. If you have the guts, don't wear it!"

Lu Anjin was so frightened by Lu Ming's fierce roar that he hid behind the third aunt.

The others also shrank back and dared not speak.

Even Lu Zhaohua subconsciously took a few steps back, fearing that her father would discover her and take his anger out on her.

"An Fan..." The second aunt was worried and anxious, and wanted Lu Anfan to kneel down and admit his mistake to his father.

Lu Anfan gritted his teeth, suddenly took off his outer robe, threw it on the ground, and rushed out of the house wearing only his inner garment.

"If you leave, don't come back!" Lu Ming became even angrier and his voice was about to break when he shouted.

"An Fan!"

The second aunt was so panicked that she wanted to chase after him.

"If you chase me, get out of here!"

Lu Ming's words made her stop suddenly.

Over at Huaiyuan.

The two tables were joined together.

The locust tree rustled slightly in the wind, but the people here didn't mind this ominous-looking tree at all.

The moonlight was like frost and snow, the candlesticks were bright and warm, and covered with delicate paper shades.

The table was filled with fine wine and delicious food. There were eighteen dishes, each divided into two plates, totaling thirty-six plates.

All the young people sat down at the table together.

Prince Jin and his entourage sat at one table, and the others sat at a table nearby.

Aunt Liu and Rong Jingjing both showed off their specialties. The dishes were all delicious and appetizing, which whetted people's appetite.

The dishes cooked by Aunt Liu were not too new to Prince Jin and his friends. Some of them they had not eaten before but at least they had heard of them and could tell what they were at a glance.

But many of the dishes cooked by Rong Jingjing were unprecedented to them.

"what is this?"

Zhou Shiyue picked up a long object, which was wrapped in something fried until golden brown. It was obvious that it was fried, but he didn't know what it was.

"Fried milk cake." Lu Zhaoling explained to him.

Rong Jingjing said, "This is also thanks to Uncle Liu. He was able to find fresh goat milk. I added some sugar and a few drops of vinegar to remove the fishy smell. I also researched what to add to solidify it, put it in the well to freeze it, and then fried it..."

As she spoke, Zhou Shiyue had already taken a bite.

The outside is crispy and fragrant, while the inside is milky white, tender and smooth, with a sweet taste, and there are tiny peach flesh particles in it.

Peach-flavored fried milk cake.

Lu Zhaoling didn’t know how Rong Jingjing did it, but she had her own way.

"It's delicious, Er, I like this one." Zhou Shiyue said to Lu Zhaoling.

"You actually have a sweet tooth."

"Men can't eat sweets?" Zhou Shiyue asked back.

"Okay, I didn't say no, it just doesn't match my image." Lu Zhaoling looked him over, "But I didn't know you were so childish and talkative."

"I'll give you another chance to re-evaluate me." Zhou Shiyue put down his chopsticks, sat upright, and looked at Lu Zhaoling.