Happy Lady: The black-bellied man is quick to admit it

Chapter 14 Luo Jiashu Yu ([-])

Luo Shuyu closed the folding fan, and with a gentle smile on his face, he bowed his hands and greeted Rong Xin, looking like a handsome young man.

Although she and Luo Shuyu had met several times, Rong Xinqian couldn't say how familiar she was with the person in front of her. She was not a stranger on either side, so she responded with a smile and entered the gazebo.

The gazebo was built near the cliff, with an extremely wide field of vision, it was strange that Luo Shuyu could see Rong Xinqian passing by standing here.

"Master Luo, why do you have time to visit the mountains today?"

Luo Shuyu, like Pei Chengdong, was Rong Wenyan's student, and today was not a day off for Ronghe's study, Rong Xinqian was quite surprised to meet Luo Shuyu here.

"A few days ago, the old illness relapsed, so I asked my master to take a few days off. Today, the weather is fine, so I want to go out to relax."

Although Lonicera was far away, her hearing was excellent, so she curled her lips at this moment.

It's hard to be convincing in what he said. Although he did have a few traces of sickness and paleness on his face, but he was able to lead Wu Fu up this mountain alone, and he didn't look like a person who had relapsed from an old disease.

However, Rong Xinqian believed it.

"That's true." Rong Xin blinked her big bright eyes lightly, "The breeze from the mountain stream, overlooking the rivers and mountains in the distance, when you feel at ease, your body will heal faster."

The girl in front of her smiled like a flower, shaking Luo Shuyu's eyes.

But he knew how to measure, and he was afraid that his abruptness would surprise her.

"Today is not the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, why did Qianqian come up the mountain?" Qianqian, ever since she happened to meet Rong Xinqian in Ronghe's study and knew that she was Mrs. Rong's favorite, Luo Shuyu has been so close address.

Even though the two of them were not familiar with each other, even though Rong Xinqian always called him "Mr. Luo" very politely, Luo Shuyu was persistent and the others were helpless, no matter what, the identity of the eldest son of the city lord was still there.

But it's just a title, Rong Xinqian naturally doesn't care, "I didn't go up the mountain to worship Bodhisattva."

The answer is a matter of course.

"Oh, that's..." Luo Shuyu only knew that Rong Xinqian had the habit of running up this mountain in the past, but he never found out why she came to the Jingxin Nunnery on this mountain.

Luo Shuyu gave people a warm and gentle feeling, very much like the big brother next door. Rong Xinqian had never talked to him in the past, but today he said a few words. Although it was strange that he was familiar with him, it was not Very repulsed by the person in front of him.

"I'm here to visit Mrs. Lu, she's quite lonely by herself, so I'll come here to chat with her." Of course, you can also get delicious pastries along the way.

Naturally, Rong Xinqian would not say the following words, but she still smiled when she thought of her.

Aunt Lu?
Luo Shuyu opened the folding fan in his hand, his eyes flashed, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was thinking about who lived in the Jingxin Nunnery with the surname Lu.

Jingxin Nunnery...Luo Shuyu gently closed the folding fan, and he had a solid understanding of the person Rong Xinqian mentioned.

"That, Mr. Luo, I think I should go back."

The two of them stood here relatively silently, Rong Xinqian only felt extremely awkward, thinking of Lin's instructions in her heart, she wanted to say goodbye to Luo Shuyu and go down the mountain.

Unexpectedly, Luo Shuyu called out to her.

Rong Xinqian turned around, her big bright eyes only stared at Luo Shuyu, waiting for him to finish speaking.

"I'm here today to wait for Qianqian, and I have something to say to Qianqian."

Luo Shuyu smiled slightly, as if the spring breeze was blowing and flowers were blooming everywhere.

　Young Master Pei, your rival is going to confess his love!
　　Your home.

　　……

　　The daughter-in-law belongs to my family.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)