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The water on top of the red clay stove made a sound just in time. With Lu Zi Nuo not wanting to stand up and greet his, she seemed to be concentrating on brewing the tea.

At the moment, there were tiny water droplets on the surface of the water in the red clay teapot, like a fish's eye, Lu Zi Nuo picked up a small amount of salt and placed it into the water to mix. When the water bubbles on the edge of the teapot were like water beads connected to a spring, he scooped up a spoonful of water and stirred it with a bamboo clip before pouring the tea powder into the teapot from the center.

Lu Zi Nuo distributed the tea broth among the teacups in the purple sand before raising his head and looking at Mu Rong Chun's sharp inquiry. Mu Rong Yuan's gentle and apologetic, and silent curiosity, his eyes remained calm: "Go ahead and drink the tea."

The first thing he did was to pass a cup of tea to Mu Rong Yuan. He subconsciously looked at his older brother Mu Rong Chun, only to realize that he was looking at him too. Mu Rong Yuan handed the Gentian Fruit in his hand over: "Yesterday, your poem should have been written by this Gentian Flower, but I don't see it blooming, it's already a fruit."

Lu Zi Nuo took the Gentian Fruit and placed it aside, then poured Xian An a cup of tea.

Mu Rong Chun continued to observe from the sidelines. This white faced scholar had an extraordinary bearing, one could tell it from his appearance at the inn. However, he seemed to have many faces, and the current side of him was extremely puzzling.

"I heard that Princess Xian An is going to marry He Yan in the future, I wonder why things are like this." Lu Zi Nuo suddenly flung out a few words, and the surrounding air instantly froze.

Mu Rong Chun raised his eyebrows, his brows furrowed and his eyes sunk, the pressure became even heavier, pressing down on them so hard that they could not breathe.

Xian An had always known that the thing Mu Rong Chun disliked the most was people criticizing him, and his gaze could also suppress people to death. It was just like a snowstorm, cold and gloomy.

He did not care about Lu Zi Nuo's question at the moment, as he shrank behind Mu Rong Yuan, he gave Lu Zi Nuo a glance of admiration.

Seeing that Lu Zi Nuo's expression was normal, without changing expression, with the corner of his mouth still showing a smile, this expression secretly surprised Xian An, he turned to look at Mu Rong Yuan and realised that he also had a very normal expression, as though he was not surprised by Lu Zi Nuo's reaction.

On the other hand, Mu Rong Chun seemed to be in a drifting state. Xian An did not understand what was going on, and forcefully resisted the urge to kick him to bring him back to reality. Although she was's aunt in name, in reality, the three of them were around the same age. It was not too much to say that she was their sister due to her pampering — the three of them had grown up together and were also familiar with each other's personalities.

was silent for a long time in Lu Zi Nuo's eyes. He was born into the imperial family, and grew up within the palace, so he had never had a moment of peace and comfort since he had his memories. Even though he was the eldest son of the crown prince, he should have inherited the throne, but there were still people who were unwilling.

He had hardly ever seen such a pair of clean eyes. That clarity did not come from the young man in front of him. His eyes clearly did not reveal any innocence. It was a type of calmness that came from the heart. For some unknown reason, he suddenly thought of a phrase that was as good as water, not changing his attitude because of anyone. The softness made people feel peaceful, but the toughness also made people feel shocked. However, he didn't lose his composure due to his shock. He lowered his eyes, concealing the original look in his eyes. When he raised his eyes, they were once again filled with a calm indifference.

"What does it have to do with you?"

His tone of voice was normal, and it was not the usual cold ridicule and impatience. This caused Xian An and Mu Rong Yuan to be stunned, and they were originally worried that Lu Zi Nuo would unhesitatingly turn around and leave after saying the word "free" in the next second.

"Nothin '!" Almost as expected, everyone heard the answer, but at the same time, they also heard the hidden helplessness and laughter in the voice, as though they were mocking Mu Rong Chun as a mere teasing teenager.

"However, if the Princess refuses to marry, then there will be war everywhere. When that happens, it will be related to the common people." Lu Zi Nuo took out the vigor that he normally hated the hell out of his teacher. His face was filled with the light weight of a sour, rotten scholar, while he stood with his hands behind his back and shook his head. His almond-shaped eyes, however, were calm and tranquil.

"This matter may not seem to have anything to do with this commoner, but in reality, it has something to do with the tens of thousands of people fighting each other. Today, this commoner has to meet with this commoner. How could I not pay attention to it and not care about it?"

Hearing that, Mu Rong Chun stood up and looked at Mu Rong Yuan.

He knew what Lu Zi Nuo was saying, and he understood it well, but they could not force the issue regarding Xian An. This was not only because Xian An was their senior, but also because Xian An was the only princess of the appropriate age, and the only princess who could marry He Yan.

It was not that they didn't know that if Xian An refused to marry and refused to marry, He Yan would definitely approach the Xipan, otherwise he wouldn't be able to escape the fate of being annexed. The Dacheng who had not fully recovered after the chaos in Xuelin would definitely be severely injured, and at that time, how many citizens would be unable to live in peace and be displaced?

Mu Rong Chun seemed to immediately understand Lu Zi Nuo's intentions. He hoped that he could persuade Xian An, but even he himself was not able to discover the expectation he had for Lu Zi Nuo.