Quick Wear: The Concubine is Seductive and Seduces the Mistress

"Mother, my son values ​​his reputation the most, so how could I act recklessly in this situation." This time Lu Yingqin really felt wronged. He was also confused at the moment he was hugged!

As he thought about this, a trace of resentment rose in his heart, and he slapped Song Qingrang, who was still leaning against him unsteadily.

Princess Jinghe just looked at him and said "how outrageous". She now hated Song Qingrang from the bottom of her heart. If he hadn't pestered her son, the matter would not have become known to everyone. Therefore, she would not stop Lu Yingqin from doing anything.

The man looked at him coldly, and Song Qingrang felt a burning pain on his face. He woke up in an instant. He looked at Lu Yingqin in a daze, his eyes full of disbelief.

This was the first time that his cousin hit him, even when he was discovered by the princess that night, he had never done this.

But in the end, he didn't know why he was like this, was he drunk? He drank in private, and he was actually a pretty good drinker, but he didn't know why he would be like this when he was with him.

Not only did his face feel burning, but his whole body also felt inexplicably hot. He secretly thought that someone had played a trick on him, but no one would believe him.

"Song Qingrang, do you really have to make this public?"

"Cousin, I don't know why I'm suddenly like this. It seems like I can't control myself. I always feel like something's wrong with my body. It's so hot..."

"Are you going to say that you suspect someone drugged me again, just like last time?" Lu Yingqin shrugged his shoulders and sneered, "Song Qingrang, you really make me feel disgusted."

In Lu Yingqin's heart, reputation is more important. Even if he wants to pursue temporary excitement, he has to maintain a balance. Now that it has been broken, he has completely lost his patience.

When Song Qingrang heard those two words, his first reaction was not to refute in discomfort, but he stood there in a daze as if he had been struck by lightning.

He had despised himself since he first realized his dirty thoughts two years ago. He also imagined the abuse and contempt that others would feel when they knew about it, but he never expected to hear this word from his cousin.

Song Qingrang laughed at himself, "I'm disgusting? Then cousin, you are innocent and have no responsibility at all? What horrible mistake did I make today that made you say that? In the end, I just hugged you!"

It was just like he said, it was not a big deal. If it weren't for those rumors, it would be normal for them to hug each other. But it was not like this. There had been a rift between them for a long time. Lu Yingqin felt helpless: "Let it be."

Song Qingrang's question received such a light answer, just like a punch hitting cotton.

Does this mean it’s broken?

Song Qingrang didn't know, but the man's next words made him understand most of it: "Mother, I was wrong. Please decide what to do with me."

After saying this, he left without giving Song Qingrang any chance to explain or confront him, as if that was the end of the relationship.

Meng Yutang was a little conflicted the whole afternoon after this incident. He had originally planned to go out for fun in the evening, but after such a bad thing happened, he was not sure whether he could go or not.

She did talk to Liu Fuyin about it, but she continued to play dumb. At dusk, she couldn't help herself and went to the front yard.

Lu Yingqin was practicing calligraphy in his study. As soon as he entered the room, he could see a stack of large characters beside him. It was unknown how long he had been writing, but the messy handwriting on the piece of paper he was currently writing showed that his mind was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

"Master, I came here just to ask if you are going out tonight?"

Lu Yingqin did not reply immediately. Instead, he stared at the person in front of him, as if trying to see something from her expression.

Meng Yutang felt a little uncomfortable and thought she had shown an expression that she shouldn't have. The other party then said, "Go, go now after dinner!"

Women don’t have many opportunities to go out on weekdays, but they all go out during festivals like this. When they take a carriage to the main street, they can see the bustling crowds.

The stars are twinkling in the dim night, and the lights are continuous below. All you can see are the dazzling lanterns. Men and women are walking in groups of three or two, some with beautiful buns, some with their hair tied up, all with happy smiles on their faces.

They said they were going out for fun, but among the three of them, Liu Fuyin seemed to be the happiest. She took Meng Yutang to look at clothes and jewelry, and then took Lu Yingqin to look at lanterns.

She was sandwiched between three people and enjoyed being hugged by them on all sides.

"Master, look at that lantern. It's made of sugar! I want to eat it!"

Lu Yingqin was a little absent-minded, but still replied: "The chefs in the Tang Mansion can also make this kind of food. If you want to eat it, just ask them to make it. Look at it, it's just lying there, maybe it's covered in dust."

Lu Yingqin would not eat food from those small stalls outside. No matter how clean they were, he privately felt that they were not clean, so he only ate them in big restaurants.