Chapter 45: The Current Crown Prince is Unconscious

  After sending Pingyin away, Lu Xuan didn't hurry back either. She turned into the market and prepared to buy some vegetables to take back home.

  As she was bending down and picking something up, she heard Yang Shu's voice coming from behind her, "A Xuan?"

  Lu Yu turned back hastily and saw that Yang Shu was alone, without her son following behind her. She couldn't help but relax a bit and smiled: "Auntie is also here to buy vegetables?"

  "Aunt, where did Lu Yue get so much money? Aunt's dishes are all grown by herself. If there's not enough, she just goes to the wild to pick some wild vegetables." Yang Shu looked at Lu Yue with a better and better complexion, and stepped forward to say: "Speaking of which, you siblings' days are much better than before. Look at you now, it can't be compared to before. Lu Yue, you really have skills."

  Lu Xuan smiled slightly.

  Yang Shu looked at her and leaned in closer, "A Xuan, have you found your husband now?"

  Lü Yu smiled but didn't speak, and Aunt Yang said in a low voice: "This... I have a niece whose son is also studying at school like Lü Yun. Two days ago, he took a fancy to you and asked me to ask about it." After humming for a moment, Aunt Yang continued: "Lü Yu knows that I'm not good at talking, but the young man is really good, ambitious, and his family has ten hectares of good land..."

  Lu Xuan interrupted her and smiled: "Auntie, I don't want to talk about this now."

  Yang Shu turned around and looked at her, sighed, and said: "Ah Yue, with your looks, it's easy to marry a good family, but you should know what happened to you in the past..."

  Lu Xuan interrupted her again, and she smiled: "Auntie, I really don't want to say."

  What girl of this age doesn't want to get married? It's clearly not a suitable family for farming. Aunt Yang sighed and didn't say anything else, but couldn't help muttering to herself that Lu Xue had too high expectations.

  After bidding farewell to Yang Shu, Lu Xuan carried a basket and continued walking back.

  As soon as she entered the alley, Lu Xuan saw that the tall and thin boy Wang Ke from yesterday appeared in front of her.

  When he saw Lu Xuan walking towards him, Wang Ke's eyes lit up for a moment, but then he shook his head.

  Lu Xuan walked up to him.

  Wang Ke raised his head. He hesitated for a while before speaking: "Ah Yue, yesterday my mother, she didn't mean it that way. She actually likes you very much, really, believe me, she's actually quite fond of you."

  Wang Ke spoke incoherently. He also spoke very seriously. He looked at Lu Yue's face with a few points of anxiety, speaking while constantly wiping away sweat, looking extremely tense.

  Lu Ying nodded and said, "I know."

  Having said that, she walked past Wang Ke and continued walking forward.

  Wang Ke hurriedly caught up with her and asked in a urgent tone, "A Xuan, you're not blaming her, are you? I'll let the matchmaker come again tomorrow, okay?"

  "Not good!" Lu Xuan stopped in her tracks, her expressionless face staring at Wang Ke. She said lightly: "Wang Jialang Jun, let's stop this marriage proposal here."

  "Why?" Wang Ke's face turned pale, he stared blankly at Lu Yue, and after a while, he spoke in a hoarse voice: "You...you don't have anyone who wants you, how..." Before he could finish his sentence, he knew he had misspoken and immediately shut his mouth.

  Lu Yun furrowed her brow and quietly glanced at Wang Ke. This glance was extremely cold and detached, giving off an air of superiority.

  The killing power of this gaze was extremely high, and Wang Ke's face turned pale, unable to move or look away as Lu Yue walked away.

  Lu Xuan entered the alley and had just arrived at her own door when she heard a side door creak open next to her, and several people walked out.

  She didn't mind, and bent down to open the door. At this time, there were faint voices coming from behind her back. "Is she Lu Shi Ayu?" "It's her." "Why are you so concerned about her?" "You don't know, that day my nephew came to me on purpose and asked who the beautiful girl in red was at the market, with skin as white as snow. I heard she didn't have an engagement. Now every day, he's making a fuss about proposing to my sister." "Is this true?" "It seems it's not a simple matter..."

  Upon hearing this, Lu Xuan was taken aback. She couldn't help but think of Yang Shu's matchmaking earlier today and Wang Ke's deliberate interception just now. It turned out that she had unknowingly entangled herself in some romantic affairs.

  As she thought of this, Lu Xuan smiled and pushed open the door to enter the room. Just as she stepped into the room, a faint voice entered her ears, "She's still trying to seduce our Young Master... But Young Master is gone now, so it's pointless for her to try."

  What?

  Lu Yu froze for a moment, and it wasn't until after a while that she turned her head around. She stared blankly at the small gate of the Yinfu, which was swaying gently in the wind, and suddenly felt empty inside. This emptiness was just like this restless spring day - everything seemed fine on the surface, but it made one's heart feel stifled, making one feel uncomfortable and unable to control their emotions, feeling lonely...

  After being stunned for a while, Lu Xuan hastily prepared some food and walked to the foot of that wall.

  She looked up for a while, then moved a stool over and stood on it by the wall.

  On the other side of the wall, peach blossoms and willows are green and bright, with a clear and vibrant spring color, but there is an inexplicable desolation.

  After being stunned for a while, Lu Xuan turned to the left. After moving away two bricks, she saw a golden brocade bag wrapped in an oilcloth package.

  The brocade pouch was extremely exquisite, the fabric was something that Lu Xuan had never seen before, it felt as soft as water in her hand. She opened the brocade pouch and found a jade pendant, a bamboo slip and a handkerchief inside.

  The jade pendant looks familiar, as if I've seen it on Yin Chen's body before. On the bamboo slip, there are only a few sentences, possibly written in haste, with somewhat sloppy handwriting: "Heart loves, distant not said, heart secretly hides, what day forgets."

  The handkerchief was damp, with scribbled handwriting that read, "After parting with you, the bright moon is desolate and the zither's sound is sorrowfully cut off." The last few words were blurred by ink stains, clearly showing that the person writing had been crying tears like rain...

  He really left!

  Lu Xuan tightly grasped the handkerchief in her hand, momentarily dazed.

  In the past, she had feelings for Zeng Lang. That was when she knew he was her husband and she had expectations of him, knowing that she should love him. But later on, once she sobered up, it was over. Perhaps, that love was something she had forced upon herself all along?

  When it comes down to it, the only one who truly stirred her girlish thoughts was that youth who always pressed his lips together, whose dark, deep-set eyes always gazed at her so steadily. That youth had once sat on this wall, under this tree's shade, had once blown a whistle in the bright moonlight, and had once shed tears as he looked at her.

  She couldn't deny the flutter in her heart, and she had even fantasized that maybe, just maybe, there was a one-in-twelve chance that his family would agree to her...

  Waking up from a dream, the person is already gone, it turns out this is what it feels like!

  Unconsciously, Lu Xuan covered her own face with her hand.

  It turned out she still yearned for it!

  She had been gazing at the wall with a mixture of intention and unintention, expecting something.

  It turned out that the handsome and cold figure was just a brief illusion after all!

  It turns out that this is life's separation and farewell. Although they are still alive, they have to part ways, each going their own way to the ends of the earth, perhaps never seeing each other again for the rest of their lives.

  Lu Yun returned to find her sister motionless on the kang. She was startled and hastily asked, "Sister, are you okay?"

  Lu Yun shook her head and said in a low voice: "I'm fine."

  Lu Yun was clearly a bit skeptical, he stared at his sister for a while, then reached out and grabbed the sleeve that covered her face.

  Under her sleeves, Lu's elegant and beautiful face was calm and unruffled.

  Lu Yun let out a sigh of relief and walked into the house with a big smile, seeing that dinner was already ready. As he set the table, he said to his sister, "Sis, Mr. praised me again today. He said I'm smarter than others." Leaning in, Lu Yun whispered mysteriously, "Sis, Mr. said he might recommend me to an elder."

  "Alright."

  Hearing Lu Xuan's voice was somewhat dispirited, Lu Yun asked in a low voice: "Sister, are you really okay?"

  "I'm fine."

  That night, Lu Xuan couldn't sleep, tossing and turning. The cool breeze blowing through the window, gazing at the starry sky outside the mosquito net, inexplicably, her eyes felt dry, and there was a kind of indescribable loneliness that she couldn't put into words.

  It's strange that when that person was around, she didn't seem so emotional, but after he left, she became so melancholic and distressed.

  The next day, after sending off Lu Yun, Lu Xuan had been feeling suffocated in her chest. When she was extremely stuffy, she would open those books and recite them repeatedly, without pondering their meaning, just reciting them out loud over and over again. As if this way, she could vent out some inexplicable irritability.

  Repeating like this, reading non-stop, Lu Xuan didn't even notice that her voice had become hoarse.

  Lu Xuan's voice was hoarse and out of tune before he finally stopped.

  As soon as she stopped, she felt incredibly empty.

  After wandering around the yard for a while, Lu Xuan fetched some water from the well and started sweeping the house.

  After wiping all doors and windows with water and washing all the bedding and clothes, Lu Xuan didn't realize it was evening until she was exhausted.

  She turned her head and gazed at the faint, sparse moon hanging in the sky. Suddenly, a thought emerged from her mind: From now on, she would never hear that whistle again.

  This feeling was too helpless, Lu Xuan didn't like it. She reached out to pat her cheek and entered the study room to pick up a book, studying it seriously.

  Lü Yuè is now reading books and often has a feeling of rapid progress. Not only has her speed in understanding the meaning increased, but she also feels that if she were to write an essay, she would definitely do better than Lü Yún did in several years of school, and perhaps even surpass their teacher, with not much difference at all.

  Of course, she is reading at this moment, which is completely out of state.

  Days passed in a daze.

  On this day, the sky suddenly started raining, and the spring rain pattered on the leaves, on the houses, making a "ding-dong" crisp sound, as if it were a quiet string music.

  Lü Yu sat in front of the window, irresistibly wanting to play the sheng. Unfortunately, she didn't have a sheng and she also didn't know how to play it.

  Apart from wanting to play the flute, her hands also involuntarily stretched out from under the bedhead, wanting to take out that jade pendant again for another look.

  Luyan, who was trying to suppress her urge, suddenly heard the door of her own house being knocked "bang bang bang" loudly.

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