Knowing that Yan Yun had woken up and neither of them had eaten dinner yet, Zhao Banshan generously asked the cook to cook a large table of dishes, but the two people present seemed a little absent-minded.
Lu Jing also remembered at this moment that Wang Wan seemed to have said that although the person who was captured by the virtual ghost could not move, his five senses were still there, and they would become sharper than usual.
If Wang Wan didn't lie to him, wouldn't Yan Yun know everything?
Not only was Yan Yun overheard the previous conversation between him and Wang Wan in the circle, but she could also feel it when he gave her water mouth to mouth. She even felt Zhao Banshan's misunderstanding before entering the house. Know the same.
Lu Jing suddenly felt like he was sitting on pins and needles when he thought of this.
Of course it wasn't his fault that he gave him water. After all, Lu Jing didn't have a second choice at that time. But when Yan Yun woke up, he didn't tell her immediately about it, which was a bit of a theft. Suspected of being cheap.
Although his intention was good and he wanted to avoid embarrassment, it was not the behavior of a gentleman to deceive someone into a dark room.
Lu Jing now wanted to make amends and resolve the misunderstanding, but Yan Yun said that she couldn't remember anything after being attacked by the virtual ghost.
If Lu Jing explained rashly, it would be equivalent to exposing Yan Yun's lies in person.
So both of them are stuck here.
In fact, if both parties intend to change the story, it would be a good solution to continue acting together, but the worst is to say something more before someone goes out.
Although they were reconciled by Yan Yun in time, both of them now knew it well.
However, now that this has happened, I can only bite the bullet and continue to pretend not to know, and the atmosphere becomes more and more embarrassing.
Lu Jing looked at the table full of dishes and was not in the mood to eat. He just held the plate of winter melon ham in front of him blankly, which made Zhao Banshan on the side think that he particularly liked ham.
Yan Yun was slightly better than Lu Jing, at least on the surface he didn't see many changes in emotions. He tasted a few bites of each dish, then drank a bowl of meat porridge, then put down his chopsticks and saluted Zhao Banshan. "Thank you, Old Hero Zhao, for your hospitality."
Then he turned to Lu Jing and said, "Young Master Lu, please take it easy. I'm going out to get some fresh air."
"Uh, okay."
It wasn't until Yan Yun walked out of the Zhao Mansion that Lu Jing felt a little more relaxed. When he came to his senses, he found that his mouth had a salty taste, but he had already finished the large plate of winter melon and ham in front of him unknowingly.
Lu Jing quickly poured a cup of tea to quench his thirst, but before he finished the tea, he saw Zhao Banshan's housekeeper running over from the kitchen carrying another ham.
"Don't worry, Master Lu. I've asked the kitchen to make another portion of winter melon ham, and this fine ham is brought to the capital for you," the housekeeper said.
When Lu Jing heard this, he looked at Zhao Banshan with some astonishment. The latter waved his hand proudly, "I didn't know you liked this food before. Now that I know, I will send two to you in the capital every year from now on."
"Well...thank you, Mr. Zhao." Lu Jing could only smile bitterly.
Although he tried to slow down his eating speed, he still finished the second plate of ham after a cup of tea. Lu Jing originally wanted Zhao Banshan to ask the kitchen to make two more fruit plates to see if he could delay it for a while, but He also knew that there was no use in escaping from this kind of thing.
In addition, the weather was changing outside at the moment, and there was a faint sound of thunder.
Lu Jing didn't want Yan Yun to wait too long, so he asked Zhao Banshan for two more oil-paper umbrellas and went out.
After taking just two steps, raindrops fell from above my head, hitting my face and arms with a chill.
So Lu Jing also quickly quickened his pace, and after crossing a street, he was wondering where Yan Yun had gone. He turned around and saw a figure standing outside a closed drug store not far away, with his hands behind his back. , looking up at the raindrops falling on the eaves.
Who else is it if it’s not Yan Yun?
Lu Jing hesitated for a moment, then walked over.
Without saying anything, he just handed over an oil-paper umbrella in his hand.
Yan Yun took the umbrella and thanked her, still very polite, but for some reason Lu Jing heard a hint of estrangement in her voice.
Even the action of catching the umbrella seemed to be deliberately keeping a distance from him.
It wasn't until he opened the umbrella that Yan Yun stopped looking at the eaves, turned to look in the direction of Lu Jing, and then froze, "What are you carrying on your shoulders?"
"Ham, Mr. Zhao insists on giving it to me. If you don't take it, you won't let me go out." Lu Jing was also speechless.
He had a good meal, but he didn't expect that there would be an extra piece of ham after finishing it, and the weight was not light. Although with his current martial arts, it weighs dozens of kilograms, which is nothing, but the problem is to carry this thing on his shoulders. He felt that his whole style was wrong.
However, Zhao Banshan had helped him so much this time. Seeing that he insisted on sending Lu Jing away, it was hard to refuse, so he had to carry it.
Fortunately, Yan Yun didn't ask any more questions and just said to him, "Let's go to the paper shop and wait for Si Tianjian's people."
"Okay." Lu Jing responded, and then opened his own oil-paper umbrella.
But then an embarrassing scene occurred again.
Lu Jing tried it and found that unless he put Ham into his arms, only one of himself and Ham would be covered by the umbrella.
And the ham cannot be exposed to the rain, so in the end it was only Lu Daxia who could experience the wild nature by himself.
But just when he held the umbrella over the ham and was about to take a step, he found that it was clear above his head and no raindrops were falling.
Yan Yun tilted the oil-paper umbrella in her hand toward him, just enough to block both of them.
"Many, thank you very much," Lu Jing said, "When you get back, I can give you half of this ham."
Yan Yun did not answer his words and just said, "If you have nothing else to do, just leave."
"good."
The oil-paper umbrella Lu Jing took from Mr. Zhao was not too big, otherwise he would not have been faced with the problem of choosing between himself and Ham. The umbrella was fine for one person, but it was difficult for two people.
Yan Yun had to get very close to Lu Jing.
The rain curtain sliding down the edge of the umbrella isolated the two of them from the outside world.
For about half the way, neither of them said a word.
The only sound in Lu Jing's ears was the dripping of raindrops and the sound of boots stepping on puddles.
He felt that it was not good to be so stiff all the time, so he thought about it and said, "Miss Yan... are you okay?"
Yan Yun paused when he heard this, "How do you want me to answer, Sir Lu? Is that good? I'm not one of those promiscuous women in Qin Lou and Chu Hall. How could I like to be so frivolous? Doesn't it feel terrible? But no matter what , you are trying to save me after all, and I can’t say such things to my savior. So maybe it’s a wiser choice not to ask some questions.”
