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Chapter 231 Cooking Ginseng Soup

Three pairs of eyes fell on Ye Wanqing's face.

Her eyes moved slightly, and she replied in a calm voice: "Yeah."

The coldness in Lu Jilian's eyes condensed into ice, and the corners of his lips raised a sarcastic arc: "Golden outside, rotten inside. This is the person you like."

Chu Anlan frowned and leaned close to Ye Wanqing: "Qing'er, listen, is he talking about me?"

Lu Jilian curled the corners of his lips coldly, as a sign of agreement.

Chu Anlan rolled up his sleeves and said, "I say, Lu Jilian, you finally stop pretending, right?
In that case, I won’t pretend anymore!

If you have the guts, speak frankly today!"

"I'm all ears." Lu Ji Lian was still cold.

Ye Wanqing frowned slightly: "Prince..."

"Qing'er, don't worry about me!" Chu Anlan turned and looked at her: "Sooner or later, this day will come between Lu Jilian and me!
If you stop me today, and I meet him again in the future, the conflict will only be greater than it is now."

Ye Wanqing's eyes moved slightly.

Chu Anlan turned his head and looked around the courtyard, then pointed to the osmanthus tree and said, "The sun is getting hotter, go over there and rest. Don't worry, I know what to do."

Ye Wanqing: “…Okay.”

After she sat down, Chu Anlan looked at Lu Jilian.

A hint of complex emotions appeared in Lu Jilian's cold eyes.

Lu Xinrou silently poured a glass of water, pushed it to Ye Wanqing's hand, and signaled her with her eyes to drink the water.

Ye Wanqing nodded in thanks.

Chu Anlan and Lu Jilian stood under the sun which was gradually rising higher in the sky, one was dazzling red, the other was dazzling blue and white.

Like the meeting of water and fire, it's a fight to the death.

The water wants to extinguish every inch of the flame, and the fire wants to evaporate the last trace of water vapor.

The atmosphere was anxious.

Chu Anlan looked at Lu Jilian: "You wanted to steal Qing'er's heart, and you haven't died yet, right?"

"I'm not robbing." Lu Jilian looked at him coldly: "I just want to take back what belongs to me."

"Yours?" Chu Anlan sneered: "Qing'er is hers first, and mine second. When will it be your turn?"

Lu Jilian's eyes turned to Ye Wanqing: "Sir, do you really want to know the truth?"

"Don't look at Qing'er anymore! Look at me! I'm talking to you now!" Chu Anlan put his hands on his hips and frowned: "What's the matter? Are you still trying to tell me that you and Qing'er were destined to be together in your previous life?"

A fate destined in the previous life?
Lu Jilian suddenly curved his lips and said, "Perhaps what the prince said is right."

"You..." Chu Anlan felt a sense of frustration as if he had shot himself in the foot.

He laughed angrily: "Such words as past lives and present lives, you can keep them to deceive gods and ghosts and fool children.

Qing'er is already my legally married wife, and we will have nothing to do with each other in this life.

What you call fate is nothing but your one-sided insistence."

Lu Jilian looked at him coldly, his voice very low: "Now that the prince is gone, doesn't she become mine?
I don't mind that she and the prince had a past, and the prince doesn't need to provoke me with other words. These are of no use to me.

I have a way to get her if I want to."

"You dare!" Chu Anlan was so angry that his hair almost stood up: "I think you are dreaming!"

The corners of Lu Jilian's lips twitched.

Chu Anlan was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, his eyes burning with anger: "Do you think you are the only one who wants to kill me?

How do you know that I don't want to get rid of you?"

Lu Jilian said coldly: "In that case, why not sign a life-and-death agreement and have another open fight."

Another fight?
Chu Anlan was angry and amused: "Provocation doesn't work on me, I won't be fooled by you again!

I already have Qing'er, why should I fight with you again?
Do you really think I'm stupid and easy to fool?"

"It's rare for a prince to have such self-knowledge." Lu Jilian responded.

Chu Anlan sneered again. He glanced at the quiet figure under the osmanthus tree and whispered to Lu Jilian, "Let Qing'er go. If you really have her in your heart, don't bother her again. This prince can't care about your past life relationship, I only know that you should cherish and protect the person in front of you.

Qing'er lives with me and lives a relaxed and happy life every day. Are you sure that after you take her away, you can make her happier than when she stays with me? Do you really have no idea why she dislikes you so much?"

Lu Jilian pursed his lips.

Chu Anlan sneered: "You are full of ink and smarter than others, how could you not know what's going on?
You know in your heart that you and she are pursuing completely different things, and you cannot give her what she wants, but you never dare to face it.

That's why you are so paranoid that as long as I die, Qing'er will be with you."

Lu Jilian's lips twitched slightly: "She just misunderstood me..."

"Really?" Chu Anlan raised his voice.

His voice caused Ye Wanqing and Lu Xinrou to look over here.

Ye Wanqing looked worried.

Chu Anlan bared his teeth and smiled brightly at her.

Ye Wanqing's brows moved, and finally relaxed, giving him a gentle and bright smile in response.

Chu Anlan: "Hehe..."

Lu Jilian pursed his thin lips.

He looked at Ye Wanqing, and a thin layer of mist gradually appeared in his cold glass eyes.

She had been his wife for a lifetime, but she had never smiled at him like this.

In his memory, and in front of him, she was always indifferent. Even her daily concern was distant and cold.

He once thought that was just right...

Lu Jilian pinched his palm with his fingertips, his voice still cold: "I have something important to do, so I'll be fine.

I will personally visit the prince another day."

Chu Anlan frowned: "Are you leaving now?"

He hasn't said enough yet.

Lu Jilian bowed lightly to Ye Wanqing and Lu Xinrou who were standing under the osmanthus tree, and walked towards the courtyard gate without saying a word.

"Lord Lu." Ye Wanqing called out to him.

Lu Jilian paused and turned around: "Princess?"

Ye Wanqing stood up, walked two steps forward slowly, stood under the osmanthus tree and looked at him: "Lord Lu, please tell the Hanlin scholar that Ling Huan's widow and orphan are being taken care of by me and the prince.

Before Fengnian reaches the age of twenty, all expenses for mother and son, including his school expenses, will be paid by me, so there is no need to trouble the court and the Hanlin Academy. "

Lu Jilian's eyes darkened: "You are so good to him."

Compared to him... a thousand times better.

Ye Wanqing looked at him calmly: "Master Lu, take care."

Lu Jilian looked at her deeply and walked out.

When the figure completely disappeared outside the yard, a muffled sound was heard from the chair.

The noise startled little Fengnian in the cradle, and he burst into tears.

Ye Wanqing turned her head: "Xinrou?"

There was no trace of blood on Lu Xinrou's face and lips. She covered her heart and slid to the ground in pain.

Ye Wanqing hurried over to help the man up.

Chu Anlan turned around and ordered the servants: "Go to the mansion and bring Gu Chen here!" Then he strode to the cradle and said: "Qing'er, Xiao Fengnian is fine."

Ye Wanqing glanced at Lu Xinrou who was leaning on her shoulder, then looked at the cradle: "Then don't worry about him for now.

Go look inside the house. I had someone send me a ginseng root two days ago. Slice the ginseng and boil it in a bowl of water. "

Chu Anlan was dumbfounded: "But... I don't know how to..."

From childhood to adulthood, he had never even entered the kitchen, let alone cooking ginseng soup...

It’s all because I was in such a hurry to go out that I didn’t even bring a maid with me.