Favoring concubines and ignoring wives? The mistress of the marquisate remarried a powerful official

Now it was Lu Zijun's turn to be dumbfounded. She had only fought a fight, but she didn't expect to be kicked out directly. She went home in disgrace, and she would be scolded to death by Mrs. Lu and Mr. Lu.

The gentleman standing above was furious, "Get out now!"

Although Lu Zijun felt wronged, she had no choice but to go out. Qingling stood beside Lu Zijun outside and said timidly, "Miss..."

"Don't follow me, I want some quiet time."

Not only was Lu Zijun kicked out of the school, but she also exposed her true nature in front of Song Lan and lost face. She had hoped to come to the school to cultivate a good relationship with Song Lan, but now, all her efforts were in vain.

When Lu Zijun thought of this, tears welled up in her eyes, and she whispered, "Don't go back to report the news. I will wait until the class at Bishui Hall is over before going back."

Lu Zijun didn't look back at Qingling. She just walked forward and hid in a deserted corner, secretly wiping her tears.

She was crying, but she didn't know when a handkerchief appeared beside her, and a familiar male voice came over, "Wipe it."

Lu Zijun took the handkerchief and paused. Realizing that the person coming was Song Lan, she cried even harder and buried her face in her knees to prevent Song Lan from seeing her face.

Now, not only has the face been lost, but also the substance has been lost.

Song Lan, who was standing by, had a leisurely attitude and smiled at Lu Zijun, "You were so arrogant when you beat me up just now, why are you crying now?"

"What do you know? You'll be scolded when you go back." Lu Zijun picked up Song Lan's handkerchief and wiped it on her face like a broken jar. "My father just told me to come yesterday, but I didn't expect that the teacher would kick me out today. I already have a bad reputation, and now it's even worse. I'm afraid my parents will be so angry that they will die."

The ink that had not yet dried was rubbed onto Song Lan's handkerchief, leaving one black mark after another, which made Lu Zijun feel inexplicably comfortable as if she had left her own mark on Song Lan's handkerchief.

Song Lan watched Lu Zijun wipe his face, looking more and more like a little cat. He curved his eyebrows and chuckled, "Since you knew you would be scolded, why did you still do it?"

"How can I tolerate her scolding my friend? I will definitely make her pay." Lu Zijun sobbed softly, then picked up Song Lan's handkerchief to wipe her nose.

Song Lan sat down next to Lu Zijun and said with a smile, "If my sister knew that you protected her so much, she would be very touched."

Lu Zijun sobbed and looked up at Song Lan. He was now sitting next to her, with his hand casually resting on his left knee, looking even more handsome than usual.

Lu Zijun patted her face to sober herself up, then squatted on the ground and said, "Everyone calls me a shrew, but she's the only one willing to play with me."

"What shrew?" Song Lan turned around and looked at Lu Zijun's face. He reached out and patted Lu Zijun on the head, smiling softly, "She's obviously very cute."

How could Lu Zijun bear to see Song Lan treating her like this? Her heart was pounding so hard that it almost jumped out of her chest.

Song Lan stood up and clapped his hands. "Go home and wash your face. My father and the teacher at the school have been friends for many years. I'll ask my father to tell you that you can still come to school tomorrow."

Lu Zijun hummed softly, and seeing that Song Lan was about to leave, she hurriedly said, "Brother Lan, your handkerchief..."

As Lu Zijun was talking, she remembered that she had just used Song Lan's handkerchief to wipe her nose. She suddenly felt a little embarrassed and hurriedly said, "I'll return it to you after I wash it."

Song Lan didn't look back, just waved and said, "This is for you."

"Give it to me..." Lu Zijun pondered for a moment, then suddenly widened his eyes and muttered to himself in disbelief, "Give it to me?"

If such a personal handkerchief was seen by others, it would be hard to explain, but Song Lan gave her his handkerchief directly. Could it be that... Lu Zijun thought about it and shook her head again, "He is a rough man, it is normal for him not to think of these things. I can't think too much, I can't think too much..."

Although Lu Zijun said this, she took out her exquisite handkerchief embroidered with bamboo leaves, wrapped it around Song Lan's handkerchief, and carefully put it into her sleeve.

At this time, Qing Ling finally caught up and said to Lu Zijun, "Miss, let's go back quickly, otherwise when the people from Bishui Hall come out, it will be even more embarrassing for you to see them."

Lu Zijun thought of this and immediately stood up and ran towards the carriage, "Let's go home."

Mr. Lu and Mrs. Lu in the Lu Mansion had long heard about Lu Zijun's behavior in Bishuitang, and were waiting at the door early for her to come home.

Lu Zijun got out of the car and walked forward with a guilty look on his face, lowering his head and saying, "Father, Mother."

"You really want to piss your father off to death. You have brought shame upon your father!" Master Lu stamped his feet in anger. "How dare you hit someone on your first day! I really believed your lies. You actually asked me to help you get into Bishuitang. You really disappoint me."

Mrs. Lu, who was standing by, also became anxious. Seeing Lu Zijun hurriedly asking, "Why don't you apologize to your father?"

Lu Zijun's face now looked like a cat, and he lowered his head and admitted his mistakes hurriedly, "I know I was wrong, Dad, I know I was wrong, Mom, I'm going to take a shower first, I'll go first."

After Lu Zijun finished speaking, she ran into the room, which surprised Mrs. Lu and Mr. Lu.

Lu Zijun is usually a firecracker, it's impossible for her to admit her mistakes so quickly.

Mrs. Lu looked at Qing Ling and asked in a low voice, "What happened today?"

Qing Ling has always been a simple-minded person. She just shook her head and said, "I don't really know either."

Master Lu's face turned cold again, and he said angrily, "Even if she admits her mistake quickly, I won't forgive her. Don't even think about going to school again. Just stay at home obediently."

Now Lu Zijun, who was taking a shower in the room, rubbed the handkerchief in his hand until it was clean, spread it out to take a look, and made sure it was very clean before hanging the handkerchief on the horizontal bar beside him.

She hummed softly, which made Mrs. Lu, who was eavesdropping outside, a little dumbfounded. She just looked at Qingling beside her and asked in a low voice, "Who did she meet today? Why is she so happy?"

Qing Ling replied quickly, "Madam, today the girl met General Song Lan from the General's Mansion outside the school, and talked to General Song for a long time."

"Something's wrong." Mrs. Lu immediately came to a conclusion and looked at her mother beside her and said, "Go and ask if Song Lan has any engagement."