Traveling through ancient times: daily life on the run

Chapter 217: Oxen and horses have no time for pretense

Luo Yu sat in the yard, watching the yellow leaves fall one by one...

I can’t think of anything, it’s a bottleneck period.

The mystery stories she wrote recently were all particularly sad. After reading them, Qin Bingrui wiped away his tears and asked his sister why she let the affectionate male protagonist die.

Luo Yu told him: "Only those who are not sentimental can live well, and live in a particularly carefree way."

That seems to be the case.

Yan Xuan and the people from the Imperial City Bureau went to look for Baihu's corpse every day. He was the same, often losing consciousness and becoming dazed. Once, he even fell into the river.

For Mr. Lin's sake, Ye Yucheng let him go back and rest.

So, he read Luo Yu's mystery books every day, feeling melancholy as he read...

Qin Bingrui couldn't help but sneer at him: "Are you so deeply in love with Baihu? Why did you chase her in the first place? Are you regretting it now?"

Yan Xuan shook his head and sighed, "I'm sad that Baihu died in such an unclear manner. He did nothing wrong, but he had to endure this fate. But capturing him is also my duty..."

Qin Bingrui shot him in the head with a blow, and said speechlessly: "If the person you love deeply has done nothing wrong, but your family or your boss doesn't like her and doesn't allow you to be together, would you still obey for the sake of so-called duty?"

"This is not the same thing at all."

"It's the same thing. When feelings and duty conflict, what do you choose?"

When Yan Xuan heard this, he was stunned.

Luo Yu chuckled: "Don't make it difficult for Yan Xuan. People will of course consider their own interests first at the beginning, and then they will be swayed by so-called emotions. There are many ungrateful people, but everyone just hides it."

Yan Xuan got anxious when he heard this and shouted, "I'm not an ungrateful person."

Luo Yu replied calmly: "I didn't say anything about you."

Qin Bingrui pulled Yan Xuan out of the yard.

"Don't you know my sister is in a bad mood recently? Don't bother her, or she'll write you into her storybook and make you look particularly miserable."

"Ah, okay."

"Come on, if you're in a bad mood, go fight. Let's go out and compete in martial arts. You can't do this. How are you going to become a great general in the future..."

When Yan Xuan heard this, he thought it made sense, so he went out to compete with Qin Bingrui.

Luo Yu continued to stare at the fallen leaves in a daze.

She recently felt that although she was a little listless, her body was very energetic, as if a constant flow of strength seemed to be flowing into her. Could it be that this was really a rapid recovery after rebirth?

Thinking of this, she took out a meteor dart and aimed it at the falling dead leaves, fast and fierce, but unfortunately it was just a little bit off.

However, considering Concubine Ying's weak body, her current strength has recovered very quickly, but of course it cannot be compared with her current self.

Luo Yu stood up and prepared to retrieve the dart, but he heard the evil voice of Ning Wang Zhu Jinyou.

"Miss Luo Yu is quite good. She actually has such strength."

Luo Yu turned around and saw Zhu Jinyou standing at the entrance of the courtyard, with his elbows folded on his hands, looking relaxed.

She immediately retracted the dart and bowed her head.

Prince Ning looked her straight in the eye and asked, "Miss, have you been avoiding me recently?"

Luo Yu felt miserable. How could he face the man with whom he had had sexual relations? The key point was that he didn't know about it yet.

How am I going to live my life from now on? Whenever I see him, I think of that disgusting scene.

"I just feel that since Your Majesty is of noble status, I should keep my distance from you."

Zhu Jinyou chuckled and said, "You were never like this before."

"Ever since Baihu's accident, I suddenly realized it. In terms of absolute power, I am indeed quite weak, so I dare not offend you."

"That being said, I didn't understand your latest mystery story."

Luo Yu was puzzled: "I didn't write anything, did I?"

"You wrote about a widow who used a neighbor who was deeply in love with her to deal with a playboy who often harassed her. In the end, she had someone else kill the playboy, and the affectionate man's future was ruined."

"This story is about a loving man secretly dealing with the man who harassed a woman for her own good. The woman was completely unaware of it. How did you make it sound so vile in your mouth?"

What kind of person you are, what kind of story you understand.

Luo Yu snorted softly, "Your Highness Prince Ning is obviously a meticulous person. He doesn't trust the deep affection of others, which is why he thinks everyone is taking advantage of each other."

"Then Miss Luo Yu believes in love as deep as the sea?"

"It's not as deep as the sea, but I think there is a willingness to sacrifice for the one I love."

After all, she was the one who died three times for Xia Liang.

Prince Ning didn't say anything, but just stared at her with a faint smile on his lips.

Luo Yu touched his neck and felt a little scared.

"What are you looking at me for?"

"Girl, have you ever injured your neck? I've noticed recently that you like to touch your neck when you're nervous."

Luo Yu said secretly, "Wow, this guy's observation skills are really strong."

"Nothing, just a sore throat."

Luo Yu wanted to go into the house, but saw Prince Ning following him in. He looked around and saw that there was no one else in the house, so he became nervous.

He took out the newly painted sketchbook and showed it to King Ning.

"This is the picture book I recently created. I'm going to call it 'Unaware of Myself as a Guest in a Dream.' Your Highness Prince Ning, would you mind taking a look at it and giving me some advice?"

Zhu Jinyou always suspected that she was avoiding him intentionally or unintentionally. Even when she handed him the drawing, her eyes were not focused. It was clear that she had something to hide.

"Oh, then Miss Bai, tell me what this story is mainly about."

After he finished speaking, he sat down on a chair beside him and flipped through the drawings carelessly.

Luo Yu had no choice but to sit at the desk, pretending to hold the outline he had written before to avoid his sight.

This guy's eyes are so charming, it seems that even when he looks at a dog, he is full of affection.

Why didn't she notice before that this guy had a pair of affectionate willow-leaf eyes, or was there something wrong with her own state of mind?

Luo Yu drank a cup of tea and pretended to clear his throat.

"The protagonist of this story is called Ah Qiang, a refined scholar. However, his academic performance was not very good, always at the bottom of the class. However, he was very honest and was often bullied by his classmates. Even his teacher disliked him."

She paused and was about to continue speaking when Zhu Jinyou interrupted.

"Why choose such a loser as the protagonist?"

Luo Yu was speechless and didn't bother to look at him. He continued, "Because people with excellent academic performance don't daydream."

"..."

Zhu Jinyou felt bored, but this was exactly like the image of Miss Luo Yu in his mind: neither humble nor arrogant, with a clear mind and sharp tongue.

"Aqiang's life was a complete failure. By the age of twenty-five or twenty-six, he hadn't achieved any academic success and was still a student. His family scrimped and saved to provide him with food, clothing, and education, but he sat there drooling and dreaming of a great future."

"Will anyone read this kind of useless story?"

Luo Yu was helpless and explained seriously: "He is just a loser in academics, but he also has his own strengths."

"So what are his strengths?"

"He's gentle and polite, with a good personality and a good sense of humor. He helps with housework at home, but he's just not good at studying. Besides, he has a rich imagination, so it's not all bad."

"Oh, it seems Miss Luo Yu likes men like this. I wonder what's the use of a man with only imagination?"

"No... I just drew a story. If you really want to hear the outline of the story, could you please stop interrupting?"

Luo Yu didn't know why this person was so obsessed with trivial matters...

"Then continue, Miss Bai. I just want to know what this man with only imagination can accomplish."

"At least he's not like some people who constantly mock and question others. Aqiang is gentle and kind, respects women, helps the weak, and tolerates the ignorance of others. I think he's the kind of real man this era needs."

"Now that you mention it, you are somewhat similar to me."

His voice became softer and softer.

Luo Yu thought, could he really think that he was such a person?

"Are you doubting me?"

His voice suddenly approached, Luo Yu was startled and turned his head, and as a result, his lips brushed his cheek.

Oh my god! Luo Yu leaned back immediately and wiped his mouth with his hand reflexively. How could this person walk silently? Why did he have to look at her so closely?

Zhu Jinyou frowned. He just wanted to go closer to see what she was scribbling on the notebook, but she didn't even look at him. He didn't expect...

She leaned back and wiped her mouth in a series of actions. This drastic reaction, could it be that she disliked him?

He straightened up, his eyes trembling, and his tone was piercingly cold: "You, is it necessary to react so strongly?"

Seeing his gloomy face, Luo Yu immediately took out a handkerchief and wanted to wipe his cheek.

"Uh, I didn't mean to offend Your Highness. If you find it offensive, why not wipe it with my handkerchief?"

"..."

Just now, she had wiped her hands vigorously with that handkerchief...

Prince Ning put the drawing on the table and walked out of the room in a rage.

Luo Yu patted his chest. A person with such a changeable mood is so frightening!