C3

On the carriage heading back, Lu Zi Nuo focused on recuperating.

"Water." The young man's mumbling interrupted Lu Zi Nuo's thoughts. The young man seemed to have woken up a little, and after waiting for a while without water, he frowned: "Water."

His voice was slightly hoarse, but it had an imposing aura when it was lowered. He did not seem like an ordinary person; instead, his tone was low, as if he was begging for something.

Di Xian was slightly dissatisfied, but she was stopped by Lu Zi Nuo. He removed the wine bag that she carried with him and removed the wooden cork, with an undisguised smile and interest. She pointed at the youth's face, pinched and kneaded it, as though massaging dough wasn't bad for her hands.

"Here, have some to moisten your throat."

He didn't mind at all as he poured the wine directly into the youth's mouth. The wine had washed the youth's gray lips a little, but it was instead a light pink color that wasn't healthy, like a delicate cherry blossom. The youth had difficulty swallowing a few mouthfuls of the wine, smacked his lips, and sunk into a deep coma. The look of helplessness that I knew for a long time was accompanied by the usual sly smile of a fox:

"You know what to say when you go back?"

Lu Zi Nuo's last sentence was spoken in a casual manner, causing Di Xian's back to tighten and then tighten.

It was the end of March, and the simple street had a natural liveliness. The fragrance of peach blossom wine, the shouts of the peddlers, and the laughter of children were all cut short by this sentence.

Di Xian met Lu Zi Nuo's coquettish and slightly sarcastic gaze. Those pool of eyes, which carried a hint of a smile, made her helplessly sigh.

Although the killing intent of the four men in black from before was hidden, their blood energy was still present. They should be assassins, and this young man had provoked some unknown disaster.

had all the characteristics that the old scholar should have, he was gentle, refined, and calm, never willing to reveal his feelings. Watching Lu Zi Nuo leisurely walking down the road, as for the female servant Di Xian, who was carrying a little girl on her back, she only frowned slightly.

Lu Zi Nuo recognized the person who was cupping his hands in front of the door. It was Master Ning from Peizhou Palace. He was curious at the moment, so he passed the thing in his hands to Di Xian so she could return to his room first while he stood behind his father.

"I also know that Sir has never participated in the matters of the Imperial Court, but the Lu family is well-connected in the Peizhou, I have troubled sir to help us catch the fugitives."

"Brother Ning saying this makes me even more confused. Even if we are to capture a fugitive, why didn't we issue a warrant for him to be arrested in broad daylight? Furthermore, this fugitive is only a teenager …" Lu Qing Lin deliberately evaded.

"This person is of great importance, but we can only secretly arrest him to prevent any sort of disturbance." It has to be said that my Dacheng has experienced dozens of years of chaos. However, we were just able to calm down a little, and then there are people who do not want to be lonely. "

Martial House Master Ning's words implied that this person was definitely related to the traitors and traitors from before. He was afraid that if he was caught off guard, the people would not be caught, but the old tribe would gather together.

Lu Qing Lin nodded his head and replied, "I'll naturally try my best."

Although Lu Zi Nuo still lowered his eyebrows, his eyelashes couldn't help but twitch. Something wasn't quite right and he automatically thought of the "young lady" she brought back. It seemed that this person could only continue to dress up as a woman.

As Lu Zi Nuo was lost in thoughts, he nodded his head, as if he suddenly thought of something, and cupped his hands: "There is one more thing that I need to trouble Brother Ning with." He turned to the side, just in time for the person to see Lu Zi Nuo. "My son wishes to be born in half a month.

This sentence stunned the two of them. One of them was Elder Ning, and the other was Lu Zi Nuo, whose birthday had been notified. They looked at each other in shock for a few seconds, then simultaneously came to the realization that they should exchange some pleasantries:

"I didn't expect that Liu Lang would be able to get such a title. It's truly something to be congratulated on." This was a huge joke.

"Hahaha, thanks for your care." Who would have thought?

Even when Master Ning had left as if she was sleepwalking, Lu Zi Nuo was still in a stunned state and was unable to extricate himself.

"Qian'Er will explain it to you."

When Lu Zi Nuo heard the word Qian, his pupils suddenly shrank. He subconsciously took a deep breath, and the first reaction he had was that he didn't know what Lu Zi Qian had in mind.

Perhaps the others didn't understand why she was afraid of birthdays, but Lu Zi Nuo clearly knew that in the past thirteen years, she had never given birth to a birthday. Or perhaps it could be said that every birthday was the birth of a family with the lowest mood, because her birthdate was the day of her mother's death.

This year's birthday was not due to her father's sudden benevolence, but because she was already old enough to take the examinations and earn her reputation. When the time came for her to prepare to become an official, she would take the opportunity to invite many famous families to the birthday banquet to get to know some people on the official field. She would first establish a good relationship, then continue to advance, passing the examination step by step and entering the nativology.

Lu Zi Nuo himself only wanted to live a carefree and happy life, if worst comes to worst, he had to live a peaceful life until the end of his life. Of course, it would be best if he could wait for the others to forget about her to restore his female body, so it wouldn't matter if he didn't meet the person he liked. But they wouldn't even give her that much hope …