Wen Ying's heart was beating fast, just hoping that the second young master's beautiful thin lips would say the words she longed for in her heart.
But who knew the next moment, the second young master said: "Your Majesty invites a good teacher to teach in the prince's palace. Seeing that the prince is in good health, he will also be there. My son wants to leave home for a few months and live in the prince's palace. Please allow my mother to agree."
Wen Ying's heart immediately became cold. She left home for... half a month?
It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured down on Wen Ying, freezing her from the inside out.
By the time he comes back, she may have died in her uncle's house!
When the lady heard what he said, she sighed slightly: "You just came back, why are you leaving again?"
Wen Ying didn't care to listen to anything else, just stared at the second young master, hoping that there would be something behind his words, but she never thought that it would be over when he finished speaking, and he didn't even look at her.
Wen Ying couldn't think of the reason why the second young master didn't want to take over the house for her. After all, the second young master should also have her in his heart, right? Otherwise, why were you so proactive last night?
The uneasiness in her heart was that no one knew about it, but at this moment the eldest son seemed impatient and spoke directly, pointing at Wen Ying: "Go and ask if the old man is coming back. I have no time to stay here." Here, see the so-called deep love between mother and child."
His eyes were cold and his words were unquestionable, and he suddenly pulled Wen Ying's eyes away from the second young master.
She couldn't react for a moment, but Qian's mother, who was standing next to Madam, stepped forward and responded: "Master, don't be anxious, I'll go take a look."
Qian's mother accepted the job. As soon as she left, the eldest son's eyes seemed to drift to Wen Ying.
The madam is naturally displeased. How can the people around her accept the eldest son's instructions at will?
After a while, Qian's mother left and came back: "Back to Madam, our adults were left in the palace to have dinner by Your Majesty. I'm afraid we won't be able to come back this morning."
As soon as he said this, the eldest son didn't want to stay any longer. He stood up directly, glanced at the madam with disdain, and went out without saying hello.
The second young master wanted to ease the relationship, so he also handed over to his wife: "Mother, my son has to step back first."
Since the madam knew her son's temperament, she did not stop him. The two of them went out one after another, leaving the madam in the house and leaving Wen Ying aside.
Wenying looked calm on the surface, but in fact she was anxious.
She thought to herself that it was all the eldest son's fault. If he hadn't been quarreling with his wife, how could he have delayed her and the second son's affairs? What's the use of meeting each other again and having a verbal spat?
Wen Ying gritted her teeth, and when she was about to follow her wife back to the house, she pretended to have a stomachache, took leave with Qian's mother and ran out quickly, hoping to catch up with the second young master.
God still favored her. Seeing that the second young master was not far away, she stopped her trot, took a few breaths, walked slowly to the second young master, and said in a soft voice: "Second Young Master."
Perhaps her call caught her off guard. Lu Congjing turned around. The moment he saw Wen Ying, a gentle smile appeared on his lips: "Ying'er?"
Except for the intimacy last night, it had been a long time since she had met the second young master alone. She was suddenly called by him like this, and her face immediately turned red, which made her appearance even more delicate and beautiful. Like a peach blossom.
The smile on Lu Congjing's face deepened, and when Wen Ying didn't move closer to him, he took the initiative to step forward.
"I know what you want from me."
Wen Ying's face turned red with embarrassment, and her gleaming eyes were erratic at that time. She didn't dare to fall in love with the Second Young Master, but she was secretly hoping that the Second Young Master would give her a sure message. , when can she legitimately become his person.
The next moment, the second young master pulled her sleeve and wrist, and his fingertips inadvertently touched the back of her hand, which made her heart ripple.
Her good sister Wen Yan once said that men have always been very knowledgeable about things on the bed. If they are taken advantage of, they cannot be taken advantage of again before they have a reputation. If they get tired of it early, who will give it to them? What about this title?
She shyly called Second Young Master, she wanted to tell him not to do this, but the next moment, she felt the weight on her hand.
She lowered her head and saw the second young master's voice above her head: "This sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the East Street shop, I promised you before I left home last time, but I didn't expect that I never had the chance to come home. I came late this morning. So, I will buy this for you personally."
His words were like the spring breeze blowing by. What woman wouldn't want to be treated so tenderly and properly by her man?
Originally, she wanted to put what happened last night out in the open and directly ask the second young master to give him his name, but at this moment, she felt that it was a little difficult to speak.
The second young master is a scholar who reads books from sages. She is afraid that if she speaks directly, will it appear that she is eager for quick success? Will he mistakenly think that she doesn't believe in her character? Will it make him despise himself and think that he is too dissolute to say such things in broad daylight?
While she was hesitating, Lu Congjing raised his hand and wiped away a tear hanging on her cheek: "Why are you crying? But you are complaining that I came back late."
Wenying shook her head, how could she blame him? He was still thinking about himself when he was studying abroad, and he even deigned to buy cakes for her in person. How could she be willing to blame him?
Her heart beat like a drum. She raised her eyes to look at him, but a muffled sound suddenly sounded in her ears. She and the second young master were startled. They both looked towards the source of the sound and saw a pair of brocade flowers exposed behind the broken stone pillar. Boots, and then, the golden man walked out slowly.
"Second brother is so excited."
The tired voice was followed by a low smile, and Lu Congjing was the first to react: "Brother?"
Lu Cong was seen walking out slowly, his eyes that seemed to have been soaked by the cold pool fell on the two of them, and the smile on his lips did not reach his eyes.
Then, he raised his eyebrows and glanced at the hands of Wen Ying and the second young master who were still holding each other. He slowly looked up, and Wen Ying's slightly panicked expression appeared in his beautiful eyes.
As if he had just seen who she was, his expression slowly turned cold and he stared at her, making her feel as if she had made some huge mistake and God sent such a cold and stern god to punish her.
His voice was cold and frightening, and his smiling eyes fell on her, making her feel as if she had fallen into an icy abyss.
"It's me who has disturbed your love as a concubine?"
