Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 419 A knife hidden in a smile

When Lu Wensheng returned to the princess's mansion in the twilight, the red silk in the yard was rustling in the evening breeze.

The gilded Kylin fertility candlestick cast a swaying light and shadow in the corridor, dyeing the bluestone road into an ambiguous crimson color.

He looked up at the edge of the silk lifted by the wind. When the dazzling red passed across his pupils, the warmth in his eyes sank quietly, like a candle thrown into a deep well, leaving only a faint light.

Follow the rules here? A cold arc appeared on his lips.

The kid Zhengxiu hid himself very well, and the great scholar was elusive, so they kept hitting a wall when investigating secretly. Since the open way was blocked, they could use the red card from the princess's mansion as a key to unlock the evil spirits hidden behind the crown.

The red silk all over the mansion is not a prison, but a stage he sets out for the world to see. Can the arrogant scholar and the marquis, whom he has never met, refuse the invitation from the princess's mansion?

Few people in the entire Xiangsheng City would dare to refuse the invitation from the princess's mansion - he wanted to see whether those people hiding in the dark dared to refuse to drink the wedding wine and bear the charge of "disobeying the emperor's order".

More importantly, some of his companions might not have found anyone to join them, and now that he has become the consort of the emperor, isn't this identity the best cover? As long as the word gets out... these overwhelming red invitations will be the best signal to join them.

Lu Wensheng's fingertips gently stroked the jade belt around his waist, and a gleam of determination flashed in his eyes. In this game of chess, it was his turn to make the move, right?

Because of someone's preference, Lu Wensheng slept alone.

At noon on the second day, Lu Wensheng had just finished his breakfast when a eunuch came to inform him that a colleague he knew wanted to see him.

He originally thought it was Chen Bangyan and the others, but when he lifted the curtain and stepped into the flower hall, he saw Liu Jiqian and Wu Feipeng sitting opposite each other.

The good news is: Wu Feipeng and others have arrived, the bad news is: they are blocked by Liu Jiqian.

As soon as Lu Wensheng walked to the corridor of the front hall, he heard two tacit chuckles coming from inside the house. The laughter was gentle and warm, but like ice-hardened silk, it was slightly sharp.

The former was wearing a casual uniform with a lotus embroidered with silver thread. His fingertips were tapping lightly on the table with the lid of the teacup. His golden-red eyes were curved into cunning crescents, and he smiled like a cat protecting its food.

The latter was wearing a moon-white robe with pine needle patterns embroidered on the cuffs with ink thread. The joints of his fingers were distinct as he held the tea cup, and when his fingertips rolled over the rim of the cup, tiny ripples appeared on the surface of the tea. Yet, he had a gentle smile on his face.

Lu Wensheng slowed down his pace and looked through the carved lattice window.

"So you want to 'borrow' my people?" Liu Jiqian smiled, his golden-red eyes curved into beautiful crescents, but his fingertips unconsciously stroked the lid of the teapot, and the force seemed to crush the warm purple clay.

Alarm bells rang in his heart - this person named Wu Feipeng suddenly showed up and asked to "borrow" his husband. He must have ulterior motives, and he must not let them take Lu Wensheng away.

Wu Feipeng picked up the teacup, the hot steam misted his handsome eyebrows, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Well, I hope you can 'return our brother to us'." He deliberately emphasized the words "borrow" and "return to us", and his fingertips lightly tapped the rim of the cup, making a clear sound.

But in his heart, he sneered: Liu Jiqian, this guy with a demon in his heart, really wants to trap his senior brother in the princess's mansion? It's too overbearing.

"It doesn't matter if it's not him, right?" Liu Jiqian put down the teapot, leaned forward slightly, his tone was still gentle, but a barely perceptible sharpness flashed across his eyes, "There are other capable guards in my palace, if Mr. Wu doesn't mind..."

"No," Wu Feipeng interrupted him, and gently placed the teacup on the table with a crisp "ding" sound. "Just give our brother back to us." He raised his eyes and looked directly at Liu Jiqian, his gaze calm but with an unquestionable sense of oppression.

The smile on Liu Jiqian's face froze instantly, but the blush at the corners of his eyes spread even wider, like rice paper stained with ink.

He stared at Wu Feipeng, and suddenly remembered the way Lu Wensheng chuckled in his ear yesterday. The word "husband" was still burning the tip of his tongue, but at this moment it was easily broken by the man in front of him with the word "senior brother".

Why? He clenched the handkerchief in his sleeve, his nails almost digging into his palm, but he smiled again: "Brother Fei Peng, I'm afraid you have recognized the wrong person. I only have a prince consort here, not a 'senior brother'."

The two smiled at each other, but there was ice in their eyes.

Liu Jiqian was thinking about how to tie Lu Wensheng to his side so that these annoying guys could never get close to him again.

What Wu Feipeng was thinking about was how to get his senior brother out of this peaceful place without angering his inner demons.

The air was filled with the mixed aroma of agarwood and pine needle tea, but it couldn't conceal the undercurrent of swordplay below. Even the golden bells under the corridor tactfully held back their sounds.

The two men looked at each other with smiles, but it seemed as if countless invisible knives were crossing in the air.

When Lu Wensheng lifted the curtain and came in, he saw this smiling but treacherous scene.

Seeing Lu Wensheng, Liu Jiqian immediately stood up to greet him and naturally took his arm, as if he had gained confidence. His golden red eyes were instantly filled with grievance: "Husband, you are finally here. This Mr. Wu said he wants to take you away."

Wu Feipeng also stood up, his eyes fell on the posture of Liu Jiqian holding Lu Wensheng. Looking at this "big bird relying on its person" scene, his eyelids twitched.

Lu Wensheng looked at the two people standing on his left and right, one holding his hand with a smile, and the other looking at him with a serious look. Suddenly, he felt his temple throbbing.

He rubbed his brows helplessly: What is there to fight about? One is the "fiancé" with a demonic heart, and the other is the pillar of the Discipline Hall. They usually have a good relationship, so why are they like fighting cocks when they get together now?

Looking at Liu Jiqian's appearance, Wu Feipeng thought that Liu Jiqian, who was possessed by a demon, was deliberately causing trouble and trying to prevent him from finding Senior Brother Lu.

But now seeing that Liu Jiqian was calling Senior Brother Lu "husband" all the time and being overly intimate with him, he was filled with suspicion and thought that Liu Jiqian might have gone crazy for some reason.

Unable to help it, he slightly turned his head and looked at Lu Wensheng, his eyes full of questioning: What's wrong with him?

Lu Wensheng met Wu Feipeng's gaze, spread his hands slightly, sighed helplessly, and his eyes showed a trace of fatigue and helplessness: As you can see...

On this side, Liu Jiqian keenly noticed that Wu Feipeng was so bold as to exchange glances with Lu Wensheng in front of him, the queen. His grievance instantly turned into anger.

Do you know what "As long as I am alive, you will always be my concubines" means? His dignified "fiancé" is not dead yet!

Looking at Wu Feipeng again, the more I look at him, the more I feel that this guy has ulterior motives and sinister intentions.

Lu Wensheng looked serious and said that he had something important to discuss with Wu Feipeng.

Liu Jiqian's face immediately showed that smiling expression again, and he said softly: "I know, husband, just go."

However, just as he turned around and pretended to leave, his footsteps staggered slightly and he "accidentally" broke the teacup placed beside him.

There was a crisp "crash" sound, and the exquisite teacup instantly turned into porcelain pieces all over the ground.

Liu Jiqian looked innocent: "I didn't mean to do that. The debris seems to have scratched me."

"..."

Lu Wensheng looked at the porcelain pieces all over the floor, then at Wu Feipeng's helpless expression, and finally couldn't help but hold his forehead - it seemed that he would not be able to pass this hurdle today without coaxing this angry "fox".