The Whole Family Went Crazy Listening To My Thoughts, I Was Responsible For Feeding

Chapter 53 Witness with your own eyes

After three rounds of drinking, Lu Zhengyue also got drunk.

He patted Lu Jinghuai's shoulder and burped: "Hiccup...it's brother Jinghuai who knows me best...hiccup, you understand me."

 “If you have a friend like this, what more can you ask for?”

Lu Jinghuai sighed softly: "I'm sorry to say that, brother Zhengyue is not in the capital. There have been some misunderstandings between Jinghuai and the Hou Mansion in the past few months."

"My mother loves jewelry, so she often buys some rare things. Unexpectedly, the servants of the Hou family stole Mrs. Xu's dowry and sold it, and my mother happened to buy it."

 “It even caused trouble in the government office.”

"My book boy was reprimanded by my mother a few days ago, so he held a grudge and set fire to the marquis's mansion. Now Jinghuai is right and I can't tell." Lu Jinghuai sighed quietly.

Lu Zhengyue drank more and more, leaning into Lu Jinghuai's shoulders.

 “What kind of misunderstanding is this?”

 “We are brothers, huh…brothers.”

“That jewelry, if you like it, I’ll get it for you.”

"Which one of us is following the other? We have been good brothers for many years. Not to mention jewelry, you deserve the position of the prince of the Hou family." He spoke happily, and Lu Jinghuai also drank a few more drinks.

"Zheng Yue said he drank too much and was talking nonsense. The position of the prince belongs to Mr. Yanshu. Mr. Yanshu is amazingly talented. No one in the capital has heard of his name."

Lu Zhengyue sneered: "He is no match for you now."

 “Not comparable to….”

“Dad...Dad, you scold us every day for not living up to expectations. Hiccup, it would be great if you were really my brother. Hehe, this position of the heir apparent belongs to you.”

Lu Zhengyue's eyes were shaking, and Su Zhiqing hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

"Zheng... Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, you are drunk. Qingqing helps you lie down." Su Zhiqing staggered to support him. He was unsteady on his feet and his eyes were in a trance.

His feet went soft, and Lu Zhengyue fell on the bed.

 Snoring lightly, he drank until he was unconscious.

Su Zhiqing's voice was a little shy: "Lu, Mr. Lu, please help call the boy. He drank too much..." She was not sure whether Lu Zhengyue was drunk, so she did not dare to act rashly.

The tone was distant, but the look on his face looked at Lu Jinghuai sadly.

Lu Jinghuai’s lips curled up, and the young man in long robe stretched out his hand and took her into his arms.

"You still call me Mr. Lu? Why are you so outspoken? If you do this, I will punish you." He pecked Su Zhiqing's lips, who was blushing with shame.

Su Zhiqing bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes filled with spring.

　　Secretly looking at Lu Zhengyue who was snoring on the bed.

"I'm afraid he'll pretend to be drunk, so as not to ruin your affairs." Su Zhiqing said softly.

Lu Jinghuai showed a hint of frivolous disdain: "I have known him for many years. How can I not know what he is like?"

“He believes in you and me to the extreme.”

“Not to mention him, even his mother is stupid.” Lu Jinghuai chuckled lightly.

"In seventeen or eighteen years, there was never any doubt. When my father married her, he went into Xu's bridal chamber in the first half of the night. In the second half of the night, he went into my mother's room next door." Therefore, his and Lu Yanshu's birthdays are almost the same.

 “Aunt Pei is gentle, kind and considerate. If Xu’s family was not from a noble family, why would Mrs. Pei have suffered for so many years?”

“Fortunately, Jinghuai, you are so brave that you can get all this for him.” Su Zhiqing hugged Lu Jinghuai, but she was still reserved and noble in front of Lu Zhengyue.

Lu Jinghuai stretched out his index finger and picked up Su Zhiqing's chin.

 “Did he touch you? Huh?”

"Kiss here? Kiss here? Or...here?" He tapped Su Zhiqing's body.

Su Zhiqing glared at him angrily: "My body belongs to you. How can you let him move? How can he deserve it?" Lu Zhengyue would blush even if he held hands, feeling offended.

Protect her at the tip of my heart, not wanting to offend her at all.

Su Zhiqing felt a little uncomfortable, inexplicably not wanting to get along with Lu Jinghuai here.

"Shall we go next door?" Su Zhiqing pulled him.

Lu Jinghuai gently pulled open her dress: "No, right here. This is not the first time I have acted in front of him."

“Last time, he fell off a cliff and fell into a coma, but you were more dissolute than you are now.”

“Qingqing, let me see what you are capable of.” Lu Jinghuai’s eyes turned red.

Just thinking about the last time, Lu Jinghuai couldn't help but shudder.

He deliberately humiliated Lu Zhengyue, so he deliberately tortured Su Zhiqing when Lu Zhengyue was unconscious.

 Fortunately, he woke up.

 That day, Su Zhiqing jumped onto the bed in a panic. Lu Jinghuai stood behind the door.

Look at Lu Zhengyue falling into it little by little.

"You don't miss me?" Lu Jinghuai bit her lip hard, and Su Zhiqing screamed in shock.

　　When panicked, he would cover his mouth tightly.

She said in a tearful tone: "Why don't I miss you? I even gave my body to you."

"But you...are already engaged to Miss Jiang."

Lu Jinghuai looked calm: "Jiang Yunjin? She is just a piece of wood, how can she compare to you?"

Su Zhiqing’s face turned red.

"Really? Did you touch her?" Su Zhiqing pursed her lower lip.

Lu Jinghuai pinched her cheek: "How could I touch her?" It's a joke, Jiang Yunjin is the legitimate daughter of a noble family, how could she do such a thing.

 His plan was to make Lu Zhengyue turn against the Hou Mansion for Su Zhiqing.

Lu Zhengyue was the most grateful person and would never wrong Su Zhiqing.

"My mother is also thinking about you. She only recognizes you as her daughter-in-law." Lu Jinghuai coaxed her into a happy mood.

The drunken Lu Zhengyue turned his back to the two of them.

At this moment, he opened his eyes faintly.

There was a chill in his eyes.

 They do know themselves very well.

If it weren't for his sister's voice, he might have been kept in the dark for the rest of his life.

 The regular rhythm came from behind him, and the suppressed sobs made Lu Zhengyue feel nothing at all.

 His redemption is all fake.

 It’s a conspiracy from beginning to end.

Lu Zhengyue coughed lightly, and the two people behind him suddenly stopped.

His body was frozen in place, as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his head.

He murmured in a daze and lay flat with his back turned.

 He gently opened his eyes, and the two figures were close to each other.

"Well…"

"Qingqing..." He chanted Qingqing's name, and the two people opposite him were too shocked to make any move.

Lu Jinghuai suddenly woke up, he almost missed something important.

 He pushed Su Zhiqing away without leaving a trace and quickly put on his clothes.

Su Zhiqing also shivered and put on her long skirt, and the two of them went out one after the other.

 The clothes are disheveled, the face is flushed, and the black hair is slightly scattered.

 A group of old men were sitting opposite...

 “It’s really shameful to be polite, you don’t feel ashamed in broad daylight.”

 “This is a restaurant, not an inn. Unlucky.” Another old man with a white beard looked disgusted.

These people are the supervisory censors of Beizhao, also known as Yanguan.

 Responsible for correcting and elevating hundreds of officials and eliminating officials. Even if His Majesty's words and deeds are inappropriate, they will rebuke him.

What's worse, he was killed in a head-on collision in the Jinluan Hall.

They are a group of old stubborns who give the emperor a headache.

"That person just now? Is he Lu Jinghuai, a famous young genius in Beijing?" Several people showed displeasure, and they were showing off their prostitution during the day, and they were still in a restaurant.

 It’s really disgusting.

No one has ever seen Lu Zhengyue inside the house.

"Well, Jinghong Academy values ​​him very much. If he can win three yuan in a row..."

One of the old men raised his eyebrows: "I'm afraid that Your Majesty intends to let him teach the prince."

A few people frowned slightly and wrote this down secretly.

 (End of this chapter)