Chapter 127 Just Know How to Eat
Lu Jilian recalled the messy dreams he had during this period.

In his dream, Ye Wanqing was his wife.

Lu Jilian's throat rolled: "My Lord, the princess should have been my wife. She and Chu Anlan have not yet had their wedding ceremony. I think I still have a chance. What do you think, my Lord?"

Ye Hongwei replied coldly: "I thought you were not worthy of my Qing'er."

Lu Ji Lian was stunned when he heard this.

He is not worthy of Ye Wanqing?
Lu Jilian looked up, the rain running down his abnormally red cheeks and rolling down his collar: "So, what about Chu Anlan?"

Ye Hongwei held the umbrella handle tightly: "Chu Anlan and Qing'er are about to get married, and Qing'er likes her. Since she is the one she chose, as her family, we should respect her."

Hearing this, Lu Jilian smiled palely and whispered, "Xinyue?"

Chu Anlan, what exactly is it about you that makes Ye Wanqing happy?
Where did he fall short?
In those hazy dreams, she had talked and laughed with him, walked in and out together, and raised children with him.

Could it be that those images were really his delusions?

"No, it's impossible..."

A splitting headache.

Ye Hongwei frowned: "Master Lu, you seem to have caught a cold. Take my advice and get up and go back to your room. The palace examination is coming soon, don't miss the important things..."

However, Lu Jilian didn't hear a word.

The cold rain hit his body, but he didn't feel cold. Instead, he felt very hot.

Countless fragmented fragments kept flashing through his mind. He tried to capture them, but his head hurt more and more.

The vision is becoming increasingly blurred.

Ye Hongwei prided himself on being stubborn, but looking at Lu Jilian kneeling in the rain for a whole day, he had to admit defeat.

The voice was cold and solemn: "I have finished what I said. Since Master Lu is willing to kneel, then continue to kneel."

After saying that, he turned around holding the umbrella.

I hadn't taken two steps when a voice suddenly came from behind me: "Bang!"

Ye Hongwei turned around.

Lu Jilian, who had been holding on for a whole day, finally couldn't hold on any longer. He fell limply to the ground and fell into a coma.

Ye Hongwei cursed in his heart and shouted, "Where are the servants from Dingyuan Marquis's Mansion? Are they still hiding in the dark and watching the show? Hurry up and bring them back!"

……

It rained all night.

The next day, the sky finally cleared up.

After Ye Wanqing finished her morning class, she took Yingxiang and Qianxi to the dining hall for dinner. Ye Chenxi, who had slept well, came to her in high spirits: "Sister, do you know what happened last night?"

"What?" Ye Wanqing asked.

Ye Chenxi grabbed a steamed bun, took a bite, and spoke incoherently but excitedly: "Last night, Lu Jilian fainted in the rain! My father sent him back to the yard and returned to his room late at night. I heard that Lu Jilian had a high fever all night and the fever has not subsided this morning. Dingyuan Hou was very anxious and wanted to take him back to Beijing for treatment before dawn..."

Ye Wanqing was not too surprised when she heard this.

After kneeling in the rain and getting wet all day, it would be strange if I didn’t get sick.

As for Marquis Dingyuan, he should be anxious.

In his eyes, Lu Jilian was more like a tool for him to gain power and bring glory to the Lu family.

He seemed to have forgotten that Lu Jilian was a man of flesh and blood, a living person first, and his son and the future head of the Lu family second.

Ye Wanqing pushed a plate of side dishes to Ye Chenxi's hand: "It's good that he went back. It just so happens that we still have to stay in Rongguang Temple for two days. If he leaves, we don't have to worry about encountering him."

"That's where the problem lies!" Ye Chenxi said, "Marquis Dingyuan wanted to take the man back, but Lu Jilian refused. The man, who was nearly unconscious from the fever, struggled to wake up when he heard that he was going back to Beijing, and said that he wanted to continue kneeling where he knelt yesterday."

Ye Wanqing was speechless.

Qianxi sighed, "I never knew that Master Lu is such a stubborn person. When a scholar gets stubborn, even ten donkeys can't pull him back."

"Yes, yes, Marquis Dingyuan was so angry that he almost vomited blood, hehe..." Ye Chenxi ate the food and smiled very happily.

Ye Wanqing didn't have much appetite. She drank half of the porridge in her bowl and pushed the remaining side dishes to Ye Chenxi: "Eat more and return to Beijing after breakfast."

"Ah?" Ye Chenxi was surprised: "Didn't you say you would stay for two more days? Why did you change your mind at the last minute? Are you afraid of Lu Jilian?"

"No." Ye Wanqing said calmly: "It's just that what needs to be done has been done, there is no need to stay any longer."

Ye Chenxi nodded vigorously: "Then I will eat more! After I am full, I can take a nap and get home." After saying that, he instructed Yingxiang to help him get a few more bamboo shoots buns.

Ye Wanqing laughed: "Eat slowly, no one is going to snatch it from you."

After breakfast, the two went to find Ye Hongwei together.

Ye Hongwei had his meal in the house.

Hearing Ye Wanqing say that she would return to Beijing today, he was not surprised: "Wait for me at the gate of Rongguang Temple in half an hour."

"Why do we have to wait another half hour?" Ye Chenxi urged, "It's raining and the road is hard to walk on. If we leave at this hour, we won't be able to get home in time for dinner. If we leave after another half hour, we won't arrive in the capital until midnight."

Ye Hongwei glanced at him: "All you know is eating! Apart from eating, what else is on your mind?"

Ye Chenxi stuck out his tongue.

……

Ye Wanqing returned to the yard first.

Yingxiang and Qianxi packed their luggage and counted them carefully before asking the guards to carry the things onto the carriage.

After packing up, Ying Xiang said, "Miss, it's time to go."

Ye Wanqing nodded.

The group of people left the yard.

In the mountain temple after the rain, the morning breeze is filled with the scent of grass and trees, mixed with the light scent of sandalwood, which is particularly fresh and pleasant.

Ying Xiang said, "Come next time, I don't know when that will be."

Qianxi smiled: "It must be after the young lady and the prince get married! By then, the princess will not be alone anymore!"

Ye Wanqing paused slightly.

Yes.

Now, it is mid-April.

In two months, she and Chu Anlan will be married!
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but bend her eyes: "Father hasn't come yet, I'll go to the main hall to burn some incense first."

"I will go too! I will also pray!" Qianxi said, "Pray to the Buddha for blessing, so that the young lady and the prince can live in harmony and have a son soon! If so, I can receive monthly wages and rewards until my hands are full..."

As she spoke, she suddenly remembered something: "No! It's better not to have a baby too soon! The prince will take Miss away from the capital to travel! If you give birth to a child too early, won't Miss be trapped in the capital?"

Ye Wanqing smiled: "You think long-term."

"That's right!" Qianxi smiled and said, "I also want to take advantage of you, young lady, and go out to play with you."

"You're really smart," Sakura teased.

Suddenly, a cough came from the front.

Yingxiang and Qianxi quickly stopped laughing.

When Ye Wanqing looked up, she saw Marquis Dingyuan, who was supported by servants and looking at her with a cane.

Ye Wanqing bowed coldly but politely: "Marquis Dingyuan."

Dingyuan Hou asked her, "Princess, can I have a word with you?"

Ye Wanqing was about to refuse when she heard her father's voice coming from the side: "My Lord, if you have anything to say, please tell me after you return to the capital. Qing'er, it's time for us to set off."

Dingyuan Hou frowned and said, "It's just a few insignificant words. Why should we be so anxious?"

Ye Hongwei asked back: "If it is not important, why is the Marquis so anxious now?"

The two were in a stalemate.