The family dinner ended in failure again.
On the way back to Jinxiyuan, Lu Qing couldn't help but think of the look in Cai Yan's eyes just now.
The word "settling accounts after autumn" suddenly appeared in her mind. Lu Qing shook her head vigorously and held Brother Lan's little hand all the way back to Jinxiyuan.
Everything was as usual in the yard, and none of the servants coming and going were from Yan Fuguang's side. This made Lu Qing feel relieved inexplicably.
"The young master is asleep, please take him back to the east wing." Man Dong hugged Brother Lan and asked for instructions in a low voice.
Lu Qing opened a corner of the quilt and looked at Brother Lan's sleeping face. She smiled and said, "Okay, Brother Lan must be tired today. Let him get up later tomorrow."
After the explanation, Mandong took Lan Geer to the east wing, and Lu Qing went all the way to the inner room. When he saw Yan Fuguang leaning leisurely on the bed, Lu Qing took two steps back.
"You, you're here..." She said nonsense.
Yan Fuguang looked up at her and patted the place beside him.
Lu Qing felt a hint of danger, and she pointed tremblingly in the direction of the clean room: "I, I'm going to take a bath..."
"Bath?" Yan helped Guang stand up, held Lu Qing's slender wrist, and took her to the clean room.
After tossing and turning until she was exhausted, Yan Fuguang pinched her waist and said, "Want to watch a show?"
For some reason, when Yan Fuguang didn't want the woman next to him to have evil intentions towards him, Lu Qing looked on with a cold eye, as if even if she went along with the wishes of Ning Huayue and those two people, she wouldn't have any mood swings.
He came with a little breath, fast and hard.
Lu Qing couldn't bear it and begged for mercy: "I don't like it... I don't like it..."
However, Lu Qing didn't understand what Yan Fuguang was really angry about. She simply relied on intuition to realize that Yan Fuguang might not like her looking at him at that time.
Like he said, it was a lot like watching a play.
But she still didn't understand what was so angry about this.
Lu Qing, who was confused, begged for mercy again and again, but Yan Fuguang pretended not to hear and kept moving one after another.
For the first time, Lu Qing felt aggrieved in this matter. In the past, no matter how much Yan Fuguang treated her, she would endure it, but this time she couldn't help it. Tears fell silently one by one, and her face was filled with tears. Her little red face was wet from crying. Yan Fuguang didn't realize she was crying until he didn't listen to her for a while.
He let go of her almost immediately, wrapped her in a quilt, and said slightly at a loss, "What's wrong?"
Lu Qing didn't answer, she buried her head in her knees and cried.
Yan Fuguang pulled her quilt again and put his big hand in: "Does it hurt? Let me take a look first, and then ask Dr. Jiang to come over..."
Lu Qing was crying and hiding, her hair was messy, her eyes were red, and she was miserable.
Yan Fuguang was unspeakably flustered. Lu Qing turned her back to him again. He hesitated for a moment before hugging her from behind and asked again: "Does it hurt?"
Lu Qing didn't look back and said, "I don't know...what's wrong...you want to treat me like this..."
The chaos just now reminded her of the times when she was his maid, and she was hurt every time, and it hurt every time.
She was very afraid of such a thing, but because she knew her identity, she had to endure it no matter how uncomfortable it was. It was better to be in pain than to completely bore him.
But this time today, Lu Qing really felt wronged. She didn't do anything, just glanced at him, and she was hurt and scared to be treated so harshly.
Lu Qing didn't dare to cry any more and covered her mouth with the quilt. The sound she made was small and muffled.
Yan Fuguang's heart ached from her crying, and he was annoyed that he was angry for no reason and was angry with her.
"You are right, it was me who was wrong." Yan Fuguang raised her chin, wiped away the tears on her face, and patiently coaxed her, "It was my fault. I will apologize to you. I shouldn't be angry with you."
Lu Qing felt even more aggrieved. Reason told her to stop, but her tears disobeyed and soon wet Yan Fuguang's hands.
She didn't say a word, and there seemed to be endless tears in her eyes.
Yan Fuguang ordered his servants to prepare water in a deep voice, and he carried Lu Qing to the clean room to clean her.
After taking a bath, washing and applying ointment, Yan Fuguang stood in front of the bed and looked at Lu Qing, who had her back turned to him and closed her eyes to sleep, feeling a rare hesitation in her heart.
He was in trouble, he wanted to get close to her but was afraid of making her sad again, but if she left, he would be even more worried.
Yan Fuguang thought for a while and decided to spend the night on the couch outside. By the way, he could always pay attention to what was going on in Luqing's place.
As soon as he turned around, Lu Qing on the bed sat up in panic and held his hand.
Lu Qing was still afraid, afraid of pain, and even more afraid that he would not step in again after leaving Jinjiyuan today.
"Your Majesty..." She opened her mouth and shouted softly.
She was afraid of falling out of favor and regretted her pretentiousness just now. She tried her best to raise her lips and said with deliberate flattery: "I was wrong. I shouldn't have lost my temper with you..."
Although she didn't think it was her fault, she still admitted it.
Lu Qing denounced and ridiculed herself in her heart: Look, you are so despicable, your bones are soft.
She stared at Yan Fuguang in fascination, her heart becoming increasingly hollow.
Yan Fuguang held her cold hand instead, stared into her sad eyes, and asked her, "Why did you admit your mistake?"
Lu Qing still said the same thing: "I shouldn't lose my temper with you."
Yes, she has nothing. For the sake of herself and Brother Lan, she shouldn't lose her temper. If she has any grievances, she can just swallow them silently. Why do she have to be pretentious? What should I do if I get bored?
Yan Fuguang tucked her into the quilt and said in a solemn tone, "I was wrong. You had a valid reason for losing your temper. You don't have to admit your mistake. You are also right."
He raised his hand to gently tidy up the hair on Lu Qing's forehead, and said in a soft tone, "What are you afraid of?"
Lu Qing was shaken by the question and closed her eyes tightly.
Yan Fuguang pressed again, and Lu Qing suddenly became discouraged. She turned over and hugged Yan Fuguang's arm, crying in a low voice: "I'm afraid that you will abandon me, go find someone else, and never take care of me again..."
Because she was afraid of losing him, she admitted her mistake obediently.
Yan Fuguang's heartache was beyond words.
Lu Qing sobbed softly in his arms: "I will never do this again. Please forgive me..."
Yan Fuguang held her tightly in his arms and pressed his thin lips against her ear: "You are right, I need to ask for your forgiveness."
He was the unreasonable bastard who bullied her into this.
Yan Fuguang patted her back gently to comfort her. Lu Qing was tired from crying and soon fell asleep in his arms.
From the next day onwards, the two people's relationship with each other changed, and others could clearly see it.
Luqing pretended that nothing happened, but she couldn't understand Yan Fuguang.
Yan Fuguang behaves more gently in front of her, just like a lion is docile and obedient in front of you, which makes people happy and unbelievable at the same time.
For two whole months, Yan Fuguang rested in Jinxiyuan every night.
Lu Qing was injured, and he didn't intend to belittle himself and have sex with him for a short time. He didn't say anything and just slept peacefully with Lu Qing in his arms.
Finally one day, Lu Qing couldn't help but poke his hard chest: "Your Majesty, don't you want to..."
Yan Fuguang's Adam's apple slipped, Tuanba Tuanba tucked her into his arms and put her away, covered her with the quilt, closed her eyes, and ordered: "If you don't want to, sleep."
Lu Qing was afraid of pain but even more afraid of him leaving.
He felt sorry for all her fears, so he didn't want her to feel hurt, let alone make her afraid that he would leave.
