Mrs. Song was almost angry to death by Lu Luo.

She thought that Lu Luo would reject her and reason with her.

People don't, Lu Luo directly turned her away. When encountering the horizontal, there is no way at all, Lu Qijun is sick again, and there is no place to sue.

It is precisely because of Lu Qijun's illness that Lu Luo dares to be so unscrupulous, right?

Could it be that Lu Luo knew the plans of Mrs. Song and Qi Niang?

Mrs. Song was so angry that she almost fainted, and left the Lu family helplessly.

"I calculated a hexagram for Qi Niang, she recently went to the direction of the Song family, and there will be trouble. Since Mrs. Song dared to come to the door, it must be that the matter has not been completed yet, let's go to question, but we can't ask anything, so we simply stopped her first and cut off her contacts. Lu Luo told Wen Shi like this.

"That Mrs. Song, speaking of which is also an official wife, how can she look like a pious woman, recruiting from all over the world?" Wen frowned, "It's not decent at all, it's hot with concubines and concubines." ”

If Lu Qijun is a high-ranking official, Mrs. Song will be able to understand Lu Qijun's internal dependents, even if she is dealing with concubines and concubines.

Lu Qijun's official position is not high, and he is not much different from Lord Song.

Mrs. Song and the concubines came and went, just to fight the autumn breeze and take some advantage.

is so spineless, which makes Wen look down on him extraordinarily.

"She doesn't really look like a good person." Lu Luo said with a smile.

Lu Luo didn't have the heart to care about Mrs. Song.

The descendants of the Lu family, even if they are not Lu Luo's cronies, know how powerful Lu Luo is, and they are very in awe of her, and they dare not disobey her.

Lu Luo let it out with a word, and the people regarded it as a holy decree. Who dares to offend Lu Luo for a Mrs. Song?

Mrs. Song is here to take advantage, every time she goes to the house, there is no good thing to do to the people, and the people don't want to see her.

The next day, Mrs. Song came again.

Not only did the subordinates not speak for her, but they would also say some mean things, which made Mrs. Song angry, but there was nothing else to do.

She finally knew that Lu Luo's rule was rigorous and thoughtful. She is not Lu Luo's opponent at all.

Mrs. Song is such a shrewd person. was planted in the hands of Lu Luo, a little girl, and she was so angry that she almost vomited blood.

On Qi Niang's side, she couldn't even get out of her own courtyard.

In the past few days, Lu Qijun has been seriously ill and bedridden again, and no one has supported Qi Niang.

Lu Luo gets up early every day. See the housekeeper of the inner and outer courts. Take care of your household chores. Then I played with Shi Niang, and only started to read some books in the afternoon.

Her master gave her "Liuyi Jizhi", Lu Luo has been reading it for almost a year. I figured it all out. She also tried to set up the formation, but found that it didn't work.

She knew she hadn't figured it out yet.

After participating in a book for a year, Lu Luo will also feel bored. Doing scholarship is like digging a well, boring digging, not knowing when you will be able to dig a spring.

However, if you want to hit the spring, you have to endure this boring and difficult process, and you can't relax.

On April 25, it began to rain.

When you wake up in the morning, it is drizzling and misty, like smoke.

Every Friday today, Lu Luo went to greet her master, and by the way, she brought the "Liuyi Jizhi" with her to see if her master could guide her.

It's been so long, and the master just refuses to let go, and he has to ask Lu Luo to go to enlightenment by himself.

"My lord is in the backyard." The little guy told Lu Luo.

The master had just finished meditating, and he was wearing a white silk cloth shirt, with a fairy wind and bones.

The backyard path was wet with rain and slippery. Lu Luo held up his umbrella and walked over slowly. On the left side of the pavilion, a large weeping willow is planted, and the willow branches have been washed by the rain to become new and tender green, graceful and swaying.

"Come, tea." Lu Luo walked over and sat down, and her master poured her a new cup of tea.

The tea is sweet and delicious, the soup is translucent and clear, Lu Luo praised: "This tea is delicious, what kind of tea is it?" ”

"I don't know the name, Shi Ting sent it from the south." Qian Yan smiled.

"He's back?" Lu Luo was overjoyed.

Shi Ting is a miracle doctor, worthy of his name. Lu Qijun's illness, perhaps only Shi Ting can rejuvenate with his hands.

Lu Luo, like Wen, doesn't like Lu Qijun, but hopes that he can die after Lu Luo gets married and Lu Luo becomes pregnant, otherwise Lu Luo's life will be delayed by him.

"It will be there in half a month." Qian Yan smiled.

Lu Luo slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

That's great news.

Qian Yan spoke, smiling kindly, and suddenly saw Lu Luo's eyebrows, and a trace of surprise flashed.

"What's wrong?" Lu Luo caught it and asked Qianyan, "Master, is there something wrong with my face?" ”

Qian Yan returned to normal and smiled, "No." ”

Even if there were, Qian Yan would not tell Lu Luo, he would only secretly mend it for Lu Luo.

And Lu Luo can't divinate himself, nor can he predict his own bad luck. If you can't ask, Lu Luo can't ask deeply.

After greeting his master, Lu Luo returned home.

It's not noon yet.

As soon as she entered the house and changed her skirt to be a little wet, someone sent a letter to Lu Luo.

Lu Luo didn't know if it was Mrs. Song or Miss Xin Zheng, so he asked the maid to bring it in.

"Mother, the eldest girl of the Xin family asked me to go to the 'Ziyun Pavilion' for dinner, and I went out." After reading the letter, Lu Luo said to Wen.

It was Xin Zheng who fell about the land.

Xin Zheng set up a table in Ziyun Pavilion and invited Lu Luo to eat.

Lu Luo has been looking forward to this matter for the past few days, and after receiving the letter, he immediately changed his clothes, changed into a pair of clean shoes, and took out his clogs.

"Yizhu, you go out with me." Lu Luo shouted to the maid.

Generally speaking, shouting Yizhu is to go to more important places, which may be dangerous.

"Yes." Leaning on the bamboo responded.

Ziyun Pavilion is a restaurant, named after the ancients, located in the south of the East Market, is a very prosperous and lively area, the dishes are complete, and the price is not bad.

From a distance, Lu Luo saw the signboard of white marble.

Xin Zheng's private room is in the fourth room on the second floor, and there is her house slave handle at the door.

"My surname is Lu." Lu Luo said to the five big and three rough house slaves.

The house slave was expressionless, nodded, and said to the inside: "Big lady, Miss Lu is here." ”

"Please let her in." Xin Zheng's deliberately suppressed voice came from inside.

The house slave pushed open the door and invited Lu to fall in.

"You go to the first floor, find a place to eat, eat whatever you want, and I'll count the money." Lu Luo leaned on the bamboo road.

Yizhu was a delicate and slender little girl, standing outside the door with a strong man, afraid that people passing by would look at her curiously, so Lu Luo arranged for her to eat first.

"Yes, girl." Yizhu happily went.

Lu Luo entered the private room at this time.

Xin Zheng, who combed a low bun, wore a light blue silk jacket, inserted a pearl comb grate on his head, his makeup was plain, and his expression was solemn.

"Sit down." Xin Zheng invited Lu Luo to sit down, and then personally poured Lu Luo a cup of tea.

Lu Luo sat on her right-hand side.

"Invite me today, it's definitely not just about eating and drinking." Lu Luo smiled, "Do you want me to help you resolve the trouble?" ”

"Do you really have what it takes?" Xin Zheng's eyes were slightly cold, with a few sharp wisps, she took the teacup, put her elbow on the table, and her attitude was arrogant, "You are famous outside, but I don't believe it." Since you have the ability to pinch and calculate, can you say something about me? Whatever. ”

"Isn't that easy?" Lu Luo smiled, "You're pregnant." ”

With a bang, the teacup in Xin Zheng's hand fell on the rosewood tabletop, and the tea splashed everywhere, slowly flowing along the lines of the tabletop.

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Today's fifth update. What everyone has seen in the past two days is a continuous change. It's not that I deliberately made up a big chapter, but I was locked up in a small black room for a whole day, and I burst into tears~~ (To be continued.) )