Volume 1 Chapter 14: The Powerful and the Noble

  The young man lowered his head but did not respond.

  Lu Xuan turned his head towards the two nobles.

  The middle-aged man in official uniform frowned and raised his voice, "Answer her!"

  The young man was startled and finally stuttered in response: "I... I'm surnamed Zhou."

  Lu Xuan nodded and asked again: "Is Zhou Jun usually skilled in martial arts?"

  As soon as the words came out, the young man surnamed Zhou's face turned pale. He suddenly raised his head and stared at Lu Yue in a gloomy manner, saying loudly: "You're talking nonsense! You, you venomous woman, want to frame me!" At this time, she opened her mouth and asked if he was skilled in martial arts, wasn't that clearly implying that he was the murderer or something?

  Lu Xuan's lips curled up slightly, she knelt down on one knee, reached out and grabbed Zhou's hands, pointing at the thick calluses on his fingers and said: "Young Master, what is this? Writing can't produce such calluses!"

  The young man with the surname Zhou turned pale.

  He opened his mouth to argue, but Lu Xun's voice rose again, pointing at his shoes and saying: "This is a rural area, and just the other day there was a big rain. Everyone's shoes are muddy all over, except for Zhou Lang, whose feet have mud on them but the soles are clean and spotless. It turns out that Zhou Lang not only excels in martial arts, but also has exceptional lightness of foot!"

  All the young men came without any burden, and this Zhou surname youth was no exception. As soon as her words fell, everyone's eyes looked at a dozen or so young men. Indeed, all the young men's shoes were muddy everywhere, except for this Zhou surname youth who was clean.

  As Zhou's face turned paler, Lu Xuan stood up. She stared at him and said slowly: "Actually, these two points are secondary. The most important thing is that I just found a blood-written character 'guī' under Lord Qiu's right hand."

  As soon as this was said, the Zhou surname youth let out a shrill cry and exclaimed in a hoarse voice: "This is impossible! I stabbed him in the heart, he should have died on the spot..."

  He didn't finish what he was saying!

  When Zhou's face suddenly turned white as snow and his mouth opened wide, all eyes simultaneously focused on him!

  These eyes, some are shocked, some are cold, some are resentful, and some are confused!

  The young man with the surname Zhou stared with his eyes wide open, unable to utter a single sound...

  He was so frightened by Lu Xun's repeated interrogation and accusation that he became flustered. In his haste to defend himself, he actually let slip a careless remark!

  After a period of quietness, a loud buzzing noise erupted from all directions...

  Finally came out, Lu Xuan closed his mouth, and the whole person was a little stunned.

  Actually, she just felt that the Zhou surname youth had a problem earlier. The evidence afterwards was simply forced out. In fact, it was this sentence that tricked him, and next, she would continue to make her move.

  Fortunately, it succeeded at once.

  She succeeded. She's fine, and her brother won't have any problems either!

  In the midst of the buzzing sound, Lu Ying felt a warmth on her body, only to find that she was tightly hugged by her younger brother.

  With her arm still around her brother's shoulders, Lu Xing hadn't spoken yet when a voice came from behind them, "Miss, my young master requests your presence!"

  Is that Mr. Lang? Lu Xuan turned around, and only then did she realize that her legs were so soft that she couldn't move at all. Seeing this, the swift young man smiled and didn't rush her.

  A moment later, Lu Xuan felt a bit better and followed the young man towards the crowd of horse-drawn carriages.

  Two people came to the carriage, one in front and one behind. The young man bowed to the person inside the carriage and said in a low voice, "Lang Jun, Miss Lu has arrived."

  A gentle and smiling voice came from inside the carriage, "Let her come up."

  The young man turned his head and said to Lu Xuan: "Little girl, get on the car."

  Lu Xuan let out a soft sigh, lowered her head and walked to the side of the carriage, lifted up the curtain and climbed in. As soon as she entered, a refreshing and pleasant fragrance wafted in, like the scent of green grass and spring breeze.

  Lu Xiang sat in a corner, her hands on her knees, and didn't dare to lift her head until the gentle voice came, "Lift up your head."

  Lu Ying raised her head in response to the sound.

  Just as she glanced up, Lu Ying hastily turned her head to the side, shifting her gaze away...

  It only took one glance, just one glance, to make someone feel a deep-seated fear. Even Lu Xuan, who had always thought of herself as cold and unfeeling, and had believed that after being hurt, she could remain unmoved even if Mount Tai were to crumble before her eyes. At this moment, she didn't dare look again either.

  The young man obviously got used to people's reaction towards him and smiled gently: "Is that young man your brother?"

  "Yes."

  "What a pity."

  What a pity? Why did he say what a pity?

  Lu Xuan was taken aback for a moment before finally turning his head again.

  Looking at the noble young master in front of her again, Lu Xuan finally found that she could look him straight in the eye. She lowered her eyelids and said softly: "I don't understand what you mean, sir."

  "Don't you understand?" The young man smiled lightly and said, "You can go down now."

  Ah? "Yes."

  Lu Xuan got down from the horse-drawn carriage.

  As he gazed at Lu Xuan's receding figure, the noble young master in the carriage closed his eyes. The youth approached him and after glancing around cautiously, spoke in a low voice: "Lang Jun, this matter has failed, what to do?"

  In the carriage curtains blown open by the spring breeze, the handsome young nobleman with a profound and three-dimensional face, who was born with an aura that intimidated others, smiled slightly, revealing two shallow dimples on his lips, and said: "It's my fault for using people incorrectly... In that case, I can only resort to trickery."

  His eyelids drooped slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said softly: "Calling Lu Xuan? It's quite interesting. Well, go send her a copy of 'The Doctrine of the Mean' and tell her that I'm very surprised." The last four words, for some reason, sounded a bit strange to the young man.

  Just as the young man turned around, the young master said: "Give this to her too."

  Taking the exquisite wooden box handed over by the young master, the youth was stunned and said in a daze: "This, young master, isn't this phoenix pendant already broken?" Although it's been pieced together, it's not complete after all. Is the young master giving this as a gift?

  In the carriage, the young master's lips curved slightly, "I knew it was broken."

  "What?"

  "She ruined such a big deal for me, I gave her a surprise, shouldn't I?"

  As soon as he said this, the young man hastily nodded and bowed, "It should be, it should be, it must be!" After that, he quickly turned around and ran far away.