Mingyue is ruthless

It was night, both of them were full of preoccupations and couldn't sleep well, and when they saw each other the next day, their eyes were all black, and Sanxi couldn't stop laughing secretly.

"What did you do with the little prince last night?"

Chu Yuning paid him no heed, and packed her bags by herself.

Sanxi was not annoyed, and took advantage of the opportunity to rummage through his pile of things, and saw a rough-made but naive tiger-toed shoe, grabbed it in his hand, and asked, "Is this from Xiaoshizi?"

Chu Yuning said "um", took it from his hand, and put it back carefully.

Sanxi asked: "Since it belongs to the young man, why do you keep it away?"

"...He might not like it, that's all."

"What's the point?" Sanxi smiled and said, "How do you know that he doesn't like it? The things my father gave me are too late for my baby, how can I not like them."

He may not recognize me as a father.Chu Yuning also laughed, but it was bitter: "I just made him cry yesterday, so why bother to blame him again."

"Hey, you."

Sanxi shook her head, and said: "I also grew up watching Xiao Shizi grow up, so if you have a few words, just listen to me."

Chu Yuning remained silent.

"Little Shizi has been right since he was a child. If he doesn't like people and things, he will be disgraced immediately." Sanxi said: "Think about it, if he really disliked you, why would you let him hug him that day? Let alone you Crying in your arms——Since Xiao Shizi knew something, he rarely shed tears in front of others."

Chu Yuning paused, raised her eyes to look at him, and said hesitantly, "You..."

"Young Master Chu." Said Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrived, only to hear Lu Ying say from the outside: "The little prince is here."

Chu Yuning stood up abruptly.

Ji Nu was surrounded by his servants, stood outside and waved his hands, and said in a childish voice, "Back down."

His personal maid, Zhu Cui, was about to take off his outer robe for him, when she heard this, she said: "Little son..."

Jinu replied: "I will come by myself, just step back."

Zhu Cui could only nod her head, and retreated to the door.

Seeing this, Sanxi also said: "Ah Ning, then I..."

"En." Chu Yuning's gaze remained unchanged, and she whispered to him: "...Thank you."

Seeing that everyone had left, Jinu let go of his deliberate dignified demeanor and took off his robe.

Today, he changed into a moon white skirt, with the swastika dark pattern embroidery on his chest, which made him more delicate and full of energy.

Chu Yuning hurriedly took the outer robe and hung it up, poured hot soup for him, and said anxiously: "It's windy today, do you want to drink some hot soup to warm your body?"

Ji Nu took it obediently, sat at the table, and smiled shyly at him: "Thank you...Mr. Chu."

The last three words were spoken out in one piece, but Chu Yuning heard them clearly.

He tried to smile, but couldn't speak for a moment.

Jinu took a sip of water, and after a long time of battle between heaven and man, Fang opened his mouth and said, "Mmm...Mr. Chu."

Chu Yuning was taken aback for a moment, and said in response, "What's the matter?"

"Sir, it's really... is..." Jinu paused, and said awkwardly, "It's me... Daddy, Daddy?"

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Chu Yuning's face finally faded away, he looked at the person in front of him, and said softly, "I..."

Jinu looked up at him, puzzled.

That gaze almost burned him, Chu Yuning's heart trembled, she lowered her eyes silently, and nodded.

"But if you were my father...how could you not know my name is Chuan'er?" Ji Nu said, "You, you call me Ji Nu."

Chu Yuning twitched the corner of her mouth, and said in a shy voice, "It's my memory."

Knowing that he was weak, Lu Zhongshu ordered someone to heat up the earth dragon, and set up three other stoves. The firepower of the slave was very strong, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead after a while.

Chu Yuning saw it in her eyes, moved her fingertips slightly, endured and endured, and finally grabbed the corner of the handkerchief, and raised her hand to wipe it off for him carefully.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when he withdrew his hand, he saw that Ji Nu's cheeks were flushed, "But is it too hot?"

"And, it's not... no, no," Ji Nu stammered, "It's indeed a little hot, maybe I'm wearing too thick clothes..."

Chu Yuning smiled, and called Lu Ying to remove the stove, "Is it better?"

"……Um."

Jinu sat in front of the table, swinging his legs in the air, "You..."

He took a sneak peek at the person in front of him, and said in a low voice, "You and Daddy are alike, but not quite alike."

Chu Yuning's heart skipped a beat when she heard the words, and she asked slowly, "It's... how do you look like it, and how don't you look like it?"

"Yesterday I wasn't like Daddy," Ji Nu said, "Today I'm like Daddy."

"..." Chu Yuning looked at him and took a deep breath, "...Then, then you—"

He suppressed his ups and downs, and asked: "—then, would you like to recognize me, recognize me...to be your father?"

As soon as this remark came out, Ji Nu was slightly stunned, "I..."

He pursed his lips, showing embarrassment, "I—"

"It's okay, it's okay." Chu Yuning hurriedly took the snack from the side and pushed it in front of him: "You, you have a taste."

Jinu picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. He was tired of eating that snack, but now he cooperated and said: "It's delicious, thank you Chu...thank you."

Chu Yuning forced herself to ignore the slip of the tongue, and smiled at him again, "Listen to your father, do you like hibiscus cake the most?"

"Ah."

Chu Yuning handed him the hot soup, wiped the scum from the corner of his mouth for him, and said, "Next time you come, I'll prepare some for you."

"Hmm!" Ji Nu swallowed the food in his mouth, waved his hand and said, "Don't bother."

The strangeness in his manner was very obvious, and it pierced his eyes hard.

The parents and children born by myself do not want to be close to themselves, calling themselves Mr., and even making a snack has become a "trouble".

Chu Yuning couldn't bear it anymore, hugged him into her arms, and let out a long silent sigh for a long time.

☆, paranoid

After the confession that night, Lu Zhongshu did not show up for four days in a row, Chu Yuning was placed in the apse of the palace, and there were few servants on weekdays, and it was impossible to find out any news outside the palace.

On the fifth day, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and when Lu Ying came in to add charcoal, he said, "Do you know how the little prince is doing?"

Lu Ying was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Master Chu is talking about the son?"

"Ah... my son."

"At the end of the year, the affairs are complicated. The son has been away from Beijing for a long time, and the accumulated affairs are very heavy, so it is inevitable to spend more time in the front hall." Lu Ying glanced at him, and said: "Master Chu does not know something. Since the old prince died, the son has been alone. In charge of the top and bottom of the mansion, taking care of both inside and outside, it is really exhausting to separate the body. It is very difficult to prepare a car and go south. Before leaving, I have been ill for more than a month. But it’s worse than when I went…”

These words are presumptuous based on their identities, because Lu Ying used to be the servant girl in charge of the old prince's palace, and she didn't know much about the entanglement between Chu Yuning and Lu Zhongshu, so her selfishness was biased towards Lu Zhongshu.

Chu Yuning didn't know that such a big thing had happened after she had been away for a few years, she couldn't help being secretly startled, and was speechless for a while.

When he left that year, the old prince was still alive. Although he had passed his ears, he was in good spirits.

The clinker has been in the past for several years, and now it has returned to its original place, and things have changed.

Lu Ying didn't mean to blame, but when she saw this, she changed the subject and said with a smile, "Fortunately, Mr. Chu is back."

The word "come back" was used so cleverly that it sounded very ironic, but Chu Yuning didn't notice her intention, she still didn't say anything, just smiled at her.

When Chu Yuning was young, his biological parents sold his teeth to people for money, and his longing for blood and family affection was deeply rooted in his bones. He still remembered that when the old prince loved Lu Zhongshu so much, and then died suddenly, Lu Zhongshu was the son of a man, and he didn't know what to do. What a grief.

But at this moment, he turned words into weapons, hurting him time and time again.

He suddenly recalled Lu Zhongshu's hands, which had always been used for writing and writing, holding the jade wat in the court hall, but holding the hatchet and spoon for him, adding countless old and new scars.

He, Chu Yuning, what virtue and ability?

Coincidentally, in the evening of that day, Lu Zhongshu, who hadn't appeared for several days, came to the side hall.

At that time, Chu Yuning took the newly made hibiscus cakes to treat the slaves—the slaves ran to his room almost every day, and he was no longer as unfamiliar as when they first met, holding a piece of hibiscus cakes at that time Have a good time.

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching from far to near, Ji Nu took a bite in his hand, hurriedly swallowed the pastry in his mouth, and said joyfully, "Father!"

Lu Zhongshu should have just returned home from the palace. He was wearing dark purple clothes, leather belts, and jade rings. When he saw the slave rushing towards him, he quickly squatted down to catch him, picked him up, and said with a smile, "What are you eating?" ?”

"Furong Crisp!" Jinu glanced at Chu Yuning and said in a daze, "...I made it."

"Huh?" Lu Zhongshu pretended not to know: "Who did it?"

"Chu... um..."

"I did it." Chu Yuning interrupted, "Why do you make things difficult for him."

"A Ning, you don't have to—"

Before Lu Zhongshu could finish his sentence, he met his eyes, clearly seeing the warning meaning in it.

When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back, and silently picked up a piece of hibiscus cake and put it into his mouth.

"Hmm - it's all said that Yuzhenlou's hibiscus crisps are the best in the world. As far as I can see, it's just that we Ah Ning didn't make a move."

The corners of Chu Yuning's lips moved slightly, noncommittal.

Lu Zhongshu sat down at the table with Ji Nu in his arms, and ate two more cakes. During this period, Chu Yuning didn't say a word, and after he had rinsed his mouth, Fang said: "I have something to ask you."

Lu Zhongshu was taken aback for a moment, then he heard Jinu say: "Father, I haven't practiced calligraphy today..."

"Ah, good." He regained his senses and said, "Let's go."

Ji Nu jumped off his lap, saluted the two politely, and turned to leave.

The room immediately became silent, except for the occasional crackling sound from the fireplace.

Lu Zhongshu didn't dare to speak, and just waited silently for the person in front of him to speak.

After a while, Chu Yuning said: "Now that you are well, I will stay here for no reason. When will you let me out of the house?"

Lu Zhongshu placed him in the side hall for nothing more than to put him under house arrest, which he could see clearly.

"You, you..." Lu Zhongshu said in amazement: "Chuan'er is still here, are you really willing?"

"Since he is well, I have nothing to worry about, so why not give up?" Chu Yuning paused, and said in a low voice, "He has his own path after all."

Lu Zhongshu didn't expect him to think like this, "He and you are already familiar, if you leave, have you ever thought about how sad he is?"

"It's just a passer-by, so why be sad." Chu Yuning said: "Even if you are sad, you should forget it in a few days."

"How could he forget? You are his father!"

Chu Yuning lowered her eyes, sneered, and repeated like a self-deprecating: "Daddy."

"You are his father, Ah Ning." Lu Zhongshu said in a harmonious voice: "If you leave like this, he will have no father anymore. Without a father is an orphan. Do you have the heart to see him like this?"

"He still has you, you won't die alone, maybe in the coming year, maybe in the year after, you'll always welcome a newcomer who's right for you..."

"I won't!" Lu Zhongshu suddenly raised his voice, not concealing his anger, "I only want to marry you, and I only love you! Ah Ning, how many times do you want me to say it before you believe me? Half point?!"

"..."

His eyes were red, obviously out of breath, and strangely, there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

Is it wronged, or sad?

Did his own words make him so sad?

For some reason, Chu Yuning suddenly lost the courage to look at him, her eyes moved slightly, and when she passed his face, she paused again.

Only then did he realize that Lu Zhongshu's face was bruised.

The injury was at the end of the eye, and a thin layer of scab formed in the center, maybe it was almost healed, only a small piece of redness and swelling around it was not obvious.

As if to make up for something, he opened his mouth and said dryly, "...are you injured?"

Lu Zhongshu was silent for a moment, exhaled lightly, and finally chose to compromise, "Small injury, it's okay."

Chu Yuning nodded.

"Seven days will be Xiaonian." Lu Zhongshu changed the subject and said, "At that time, there will be a lantern festival in Beijing. You have been in Beijing for many years, but you haven't seen it yet? Why don't you go and see it with Chuan'er?"

Chu Yuning didn't respond to him, but turned to look out the window, with a faint struggle in her eyes.

Lu Zhongshu took a deep breath and said slowly, "Even if you want to leave, let's spend the new year with Chuan'er first."

As soon as this remark came out, Chu Yuning felt mixed feelings, and finally nodded and said "OK".