CH 77

At this moment, Lu Mingyu felt as if she had turned into a fleshy bone.

She pursed the corners of her mouth, and her voice revealed suppressed anger: "What else do the two Highnesses have to say!"

The Second Prince smiled helplessly: "Don't be annoyed. If you want me to go, I will go now. On the day of the ceremony, I will go to the Lu Mansion to watch the ceremony."

After saying that, he left neatly.

It seemed that the brazenness of staying here was just to say these words to Lu Mingyu.

Actually not.

He was approaching step by step, but he could always push away before Lu Mingyu lost her temper. The sense of timing was perfect.

Lu Mingyu knew that this was the Second Prince's trick, but her heart softened, and said to the Second Prince's back: "Okay."

The Second Prince paused his footsteps, turned his head, and smiled at Lu Mingyu.

This smile was as colourful as spring dawn as if spring flowers were blooming in the wild.

Lu Mingyu subconsciously took another look.

And Li Hao, with shock and disbelief at this time, said, "Xiaoyu, you...you really want to marry Li Jing?"

Lu Mingyu withdrew her gaze and looked at Li Hao: "Yes."

This short word, as heavy as thousand tons, fell heavily on Li Hao's heart.

Li Hao's whole body trembled, his eyes were red as if he was about to drip blood.

Zhao Yu, who was on the side, lost the mood to watch the show and began to worry secretly. Looking at Li Hao's appearance of being hit hard, don't make any trouble today...

"Why?" Li Hao paused and squeezed three words out of his teeth.

Why?

It was clear that the person you were happy with was me, why do you want to marry Li Jing instead of me?

All of this, why?

Lu Mingyu's bright eyes looked straight at Li Hao's red eyes: "This is between him and me, and it has nothing to do with you. Also, there are differences between men and women, you and I should keep a distance. We meet occasionally, you should also call me Fourth Miss Lu."

You don't deserve to call me Xiaoyu.

Li Hao's body was stiff and he wanted to open his mouth, but he couldn't get a word out.

As if there were thousands of pounds of boulders pressing against his chest.

He couldn't breathe.

Seeing Li Hao in such pain, Lu Mingyu felt extremely happy.

In those days, he led his tender and charming cousin to her and told her: "Xiaoyu, I want to accept my cousin into the palace as a concubine." She was also in the same shock and pain.

Li Hao, you finally got a taste of being let down.

She suddenly realized that marrying Li Jing also has many advantages.

For example, appearing in front of Li Hao as the second sister-in-law and facing Su Zhaorong as a prince consort. There was also the obese, dull, dark and vicious Li Chang, three of them mother and sons; none of them can escape!

Lu Mingyu's heart suddenly calmed down, and said lightly: "Li Hao, this is the last time I will call you by your first name. After today, you and I are like strangers. There is no need to mention the past."

"What's wrong with you, just go back to the palace to see your mother. Go and ask her why I, Lu Mingyu, hate your mother and son so much."

The familiar face did not have a bright smile, only endless coldness.

Li Hao was heartbroken, nodded his head, turned around and left.

…

Zhao Yu finally let out a long sigh of relief, and then looked at Lu Mingyu with strange eyes.

Lu Mingyu didn't move, letting Zhao Yu look at it.

Zhao Yu finally couldn't help it and asked in a low voice, "Lu Si, what's the matter with you and the Second Prince and the Third Prince? Which one do you like?"

Lu Mingyu didn't answer and asked, "What do you think?"

Zhao Yu could be clueless sometimes. When Lu Mingyu asked this question, she actually thought about it seriously: "You and the Third Prince met first, so there should be some entanglements. Otherwise, the Third Prince would not be so painful just now. When you and Second Prince talk and look at each other, there is a tacit understanding that is difficult for ordinary people. Moreover, you are much better with the Second Prince than with the Third Prince... Well, in my opinion, you should marry the Second Prince."

Lu Mingyu: "..."

Zhao Yu asked with excitement and anticipation: "How is it, am I right?"

Lu Mingyu reminded Zhao Yu a few words with mixed feelings: "You are so clueless, you can say whatever comes to your mind, I'm afraid it's not suitable to be the daughter-in-law of the Royal Family."

Zhao Yu's attention suddenly shifted, and she glared at Lu Mingyu aggressively: "What do you mean by that!"

She has been in and out of the court since she was a child, and she and the Fourth Prince were childhood sweethearts, and she was already worrying that the fourth prince would not marry her. Lu Mingyu's two words can be regarded as stabbing her heart and lungs.

Lu Mingyu twitched the corners of his mouth: "It's nothing, I just said that casually."

Zhao Yu retreated a little in embarrassment and pouted, "Forget it, I have a big heart, and I don't care about you."

Lu Mingyu smiled and coaxed Zhao Yu a few words insincerely: "Yes, yes, Miss Zhao Yu has a generous heart, which is rare in the world."

Zhao Yu smiled and gave Lu Mingyu a blank look: "Okay, don't come to coax me. You don't want to mention it, I just don't ask. Anyway, there is still half a month before your hairpin ceremony. The imperial decree of marriage is about to arrive at the Lu family. When that time comes, everything will be clear."

Lu Mingyu was in a state of confusion and hummed casually.

Looking left and right, there was no shyness of a girl to be married.

Zhao Yu murmured again in her heart. However, she was familiar with Lu Mingyu's temper. Seeing that Lu Mingyu was in a bad mood, it would be better to ask fewer questions.

…

Li Hao didn't wait for the Second Prince and the Fourth Prince, he left Puyang Hou's mansion and returned to the palace.

He was expressionless and walked quickly to Yihua Palace.

Su Zhaorong fell ill more than a month ago and was bedridden. From far away, you can smell the strong smell of medicine.

The palace servants who were guarding the bedroom stepped forward to salute.

Li Hao opened the door without seeing it.

The sound of pushing the door alarmed Su Zhaorong, who was lying on the couch. Su Zhaorong opened her eyes and saw her son coming, with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "A Hao..."

"Mother!" Li Hao's eyes were burning with boiling flames, and his voice was very tight: "I have something to ask you."

Su Zhaorong's body was fine, it was just her heart disease(1) that was making her ill. The beautiful and gentle face was pale and her voice was weak: "A Hao, what's wrong with you? Did someone make you angry?"

Li Hao pursed the corners of his mouth very tightly, and his eyes looked around the room.

Zitan, who was standing beside the bed, shrank back under the cold and stern gaze of the master and quietly retreated.

Su Zhaorong also sensed something was wrong, she struggled to sit up straight, and said softly to her son, "A Hao, sit down. If something is making you unhappy, talk to Mother. Although Mother can't help you, at least she can share some of your worries with you."

Li Hao looked at his loving and gentle mother and said slowly: "Today I went to Puyang Hou's mansion and met Xiaoyu. She showed affection for my second brother in front of me."

"My heart aches like it has been stabbed."

"She said to me, let me ask you why she hates our mother and son so much. Mother, I'm here now. Tell me, what secret are you hiding?"

Su Zhaorong: "..."

1. It means she is suffering psychologically than physically.