The Flirtatious Prince and His Savage Concubine

When Lu Lingxi and Xiao Yuer arrived at Lu Yi's main courtyard dining room, Lu Yi was already waiting for them inside.

When Lu Yi saw Xiao Yu'er coming, he quickly stood up and wanted to salute, but Xiao Yu'er stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Xiao Yu'er greets the Marquis. I haven't seen you for a while and you look even more heroic."

When Lu Yi heard the Crown Prince call himself "Xiao Yu'er" and bowed first, he realized that he had not yet confessed his identity to Lingxi. This was their own business, and he didn't want to confess it now. Lu Yi didn't want to ask too much. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, so let them solve their own problems. He stood up and returned the greeting, "Thank you! Thank you! Please take a seat."

When they sat down, Lu Yi still sat in the main seat, Lu Lingxi sat on his right as usual, but Xiao Yuer did not sit on Lu Yi's left like Lu Yugang did, but sat next to Lu Lingxi. Lu Yi felt that it was a bit inappropriate, but he thought that it would be good for the young couple to sit together to cultivate their relationship. It was a family dinner, so there was no need for so many rules, and it was better to be casual, so he did not say much.

As soon as he sat down, Lu Lingxi couldn't wait to open the wine brewed with loquats, poured it for Lu Yi and Xiao Yuer, and poured a little for himself. Then he sat down and said to Lu Yi: "Dad, try this wine first, I brewed it with loquats."

Lu Yi picked up the wine glass, but didn't rush to drink it. He smelled the wine first. It did smell like loquat, and there was a very light fragrance of osmanthus, which smelled pretty good. He couldn't help but praise: "Hmm, this wine tastes very fragrant, let me try it."

Lu Yi took a sip of the wine in the glass. It was different from the usual sorghum and grain wine. It was not spicy, easy to drink, and had a slight sweetness, like a little bit of liquor added to sugar water. The taste was quite novel, but a rough guy like Lu Yi who didn't like sweets couldn't accept it.

So after taking a sip, Lu Yi did not exclaim "tsk..." like he usually does after drinking good wine, and he could not think of an adjective for a moment. Then he looked at Xiao Yu'er and said, "Well, not bad. Sir, you try it and see how it tastes." The implication was that he was telling Xiao Yu'er that he could not think of any words to praise it, so he asked him to say it.

After hearing what Lu Yi said, Lu Lingxi turned his eager gaze to Xiao Yuer, looking forward to his evaluation.

Although Xiao Yuer felt a little pressure from Lu Lingxi's expectant gaze, he still calmly picked up the wine glass and tasted it carefully. Then he said, "Well, not bad, Lingxi's first brewing was so successful, the taste is delicate and mellow, the fragrance lingers on the lips and teeth, the aftertaste is long, sweet and sour, and it also has the fragrance of osmanthus. This is the first time I have tasted such delicious wine."

When Lu Lingxi heard that Xiao Yuer also approved the wine he brewed, he was very happy. He happily picked up the wine glass and took a sip. "Well, it's really not bad. In fact, I'm very happy that it was brewed successfully for the first time and it didn't go bad. I'm so happy that it tastes so good. I can be considered a skilled person. Maybe I can support myself by brewing wine in the future. Hehehe..."

Seeing Lu Lingxi so happy, Lu Yi was also happy. He said cheerfully: "Okay, everyone knows that you are good at making wine, but we can't just drink, we have to eat more dishes. Today's dishes are all made by daddy specially in the kitchen for you, so eat quickly." As he said that, as if by inertia, he picked up one of Lu Lingxi's favorite chicken legs.

After Lu Lingxi said, "Thank you, Daddy!", she concentrated on eating. Her cheeks were puffy and kept moving, which made people very hungry. They wanted to taste what kind of delicious food she was eating. She was so devoted. So every time Lu Yi ate with Lu Lingxi, he would eat half a bowl more than usual.

Xiao Yuer watched Lu Yi and Lu Lingxi eating attentively, so he stopped talking and followed them to eat attentively. Soon, the three of them were full and put away their bowls and chopsticks.

Lu Yi said to Xiao Yu'er apologetically, "Sir, I'm sorry! This afternoon, I will take Lingxi to the mountain to worship her mother. If you have something to do, you can leave first. If you don't, you can rest in the mansion. We will have a banquet in the evening, and we can taste the wine brewed by Lingxi together. You can drink more in the evening."

When Xiao Yuer heard that they were going to worship Lingxi's mother, he thought that since she was his future mother-in-law, he should go and worship her. However, since he had not disclosed his identity just now, he was not Lingxi's fiancé and was not qualified to worship her, so he had to give up. He bowed and said, "Since the Marquis and Lingxi have something to do this afternoon, I will not disturb you any more. I also have some things to deal with, so I'll leave first."

When Lingxi heard that Xiaoyuer was leaving, she hurriedly tried to stop him, saying, "You're leaving now? The highlight is tonight. I've arranged a barbecue. Are you sure you don't want to stay and experience it?"

"Barbecue? That's a pretty novel word, but I really have something to do, so let's wait until next time." Xiao Yuer still declined.

Lu Lingxi: "Well, since you have something to do, I won't force you to stay. Let's do it next time! I'll call you next time when I have the chance."

Xiao Yuer: "Okay! Goodbye." After bowing to Lu Yi, he turned and left.

After Xiao Yuer left, Lu Yi also took Lu Lingxi out, and they went out of the city from the east gate. After leaving the city, there was a relatively large grassland. The carriage went north for a while and arrived at the foot of a mountain. Lu Yi and Lu Lingxi got off the carriage and walked up the mountain.

The mountain doesn't look high, but the road is rugged and it's a bit tiring to climb. Lu Yi is a martial artist, so he doesn't feel anything. But the maids and servants don't usually do physical work, and they are all panting at this moment, which makes Lu Yi a little uncomfortable. He can't understand why they are so young, but their health is so poor, and they are out of breath after walking a few steps.

When I turned around, I saw that although Lu Lingxi was a little tired, she was not panting as hard as the others, and she even had some energy to help Liu Lu, who was exhausted and weak. I couldn't help but feel proud. She was worthy of being the daughter of this marquis. Her physical strength was much better than that of ordinary people.

Fortunately, Lu Lingxi's mother was not buried on the top of the mountain, but halfway up the mountain. Otherwise, if this group of people were to dawdle, they wouldn't be able to get there before dark.

Lu Lingxi followed Lu Yi to his mother's grave and saw the words written on the stone tablet: "Lady of the Marquis of Zhenguo, Lu Liushi Minjun". It was only one character different from her original name, what a coincidence. Lu Lingxi couldn't help but be very curious about this Marquis of Zhenguo. What kind of person is she that can make a hero like Lu Yi fall in love with her.

When they arrived at the tomb of the wife of the Marquis of Zhenguo, the servants began to place offerings and prepare incense, candles, paper money, gold ingots and other sacrificial items.

Lu Lingxi saw that it might take some time for the servants to prepare these things, so he stood beside Lu Yi and asked, "Dad, what kind of person was mom when she was alive? I want to know more about it. Can you tell me about it?"

Lu Yi looked back at Lu Lingxi and was very pleased that she wanted to understand her mother. In the past, when he asked her to go up the mountain, she would always burn paper and bow as a routine, and even be a little impatient, blaming him for not spending her birthday with her and making her make this trip every year.

Lu Yi turned back to look at his wife's tombstone, recalling their childhood encounter, recalling every moment they had spent together, and wondering where to start.