The corners of Lu Chengyu's mouth twitched, and he said honestly: "The child doesn't like Leng Mingyue, so he hasn't gone to the elegant courtyard for the past few days." ”

"Why?" Mrs. Right Prime Minister was puzzled.

"Because she's not good to Caiwei."

Only when I think of Jiang Caiwei and Lu Chengyu's ice-like face will it be resolved.

"Chengyu." The Prime Minister's wife sighed: "Miss Jiang is the prince's fiancée. ”

Why did his son have to hang himself on Jiang Caiwei's tree?

"The child knows." Lu Chengyu didn't say much.

"You know my mother's temperament." The prime minister's wife took a step back, not wanting to stiffen the relationship:

"So, can you invite my precious son to go to the Yayuan to learn the new tunes?"

Lu Chengyu was a little hesitant, but he couldn't stand the fiery gaze of his mother, so he could only nod in agreement.

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The next day, Lu Chengyu walked into the music class with the piano in his arms.

The crowd who had been discussing the details of the next performance collectively shut up.

Jiang Caiwei is the enemy.

Lu Chengyu is a supporter of Jiang Caiwei, so naturally it is not much better.

Not long ago, Lu Chengyu also mobilized the Seven Lives for Jiang Caiwei and threatened Teacher Leng.

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

Tong Peishan walked over directly and smashed the book on Lu Chengyu's table with a snap: "Ran over to inquire about the military situation?" ”

Since accepting the challenge, there have been people in the six branches who want to join the music class, but they have all been ordered by Dean Zhang to stop them outside.

Lu Chengyu is different, he was one of the members of the music class from the beginning.

He hasn't been in the music class for several days, and he suddenly came today, don't be a spy for Jiang Caiwei.

Lu Chengyu's face became even more stinky, and he said in a deep voice: "Cai Wei doesn't need to use this method, and I don't bother to spy on the news." ”

He came here just to listen to his mother's wishes and learn Leng Mingyue's tune.

Merely......

The young man looked up at Leng Mingyue and found that Leng Mingyue had been drawing something on the paper, and did not stop writing because of his arrival, next to it was a heavy solid wood screen.

Does she want to be more serious than Cai Wei?

Have one's head in the clouds.

He snorted in his heart, ignoring Tong Peishan, his lowered eyes covering the loss in his eyes.

- It is said that Lu Chengyu, the son of the right prime minister, takes great care of Jiang Caiwei, and when he sees it today, he really lives up to his reputation.

- Jiang Caiwei is the future crown princess, Lu Chengyu won't think about her, right?

- Chengyu, Miss Jiang is the fiancée of the crown prince.

The unprovoked words in his mind made the young man's heart ache, and a look of pain appeared in his eyebrows.

Not far away, Chen Yanan was adjusting a wrong move of himself:

"Xu Xin, Mingzhu, you two help me see if I should dance like this."

She turned and jumped, engrossed, not noticing that she was so close to the case.

The case tripped her up, forcing her to press all her gravity against the solid wood screen on the side.

Affected by the force, the screen followed closely towards Leng Mingyue, and everyone who saw this scene widened their eyes.

Everyone didn't cultivate, and they didn't have time to rush over.

Teacher Leng who has no cultivation will definitely not be able to escape!

Leng Mingyue, who heard the sound, turned her head to look at the screen, stretched out her hand to block it, and did not panic.

Before her palm touched the screen, the screen stopped by itself, and a clear youthful breath came from above.

She raised her head and saw Lu Chengyu against the solid wood screen, and the Seven Doors Life Grid on her side slowly retreated.

"Lu, Lu Chengyu......" Chen Yanan hurriedly got down from the screen, but he was shocked in his heart.

It turned out to be Lu Chengyu who saved Teacher Leng?

Isn't he Jiang Caiwei's dog?

Lu Chengyu exerted a little force, and the screen returned to its original place, sensing that everyone's eyes were wrong, and his tone was impatient:.

"What do you see? Even if a cat sits here, I will save it, don't be sentimental. ”