Liu Mingzhi was startled when he heard the name Li Cheng blurted out by Ren Qingrui. Although he had known about Li Ye's anonymity for a long time, when he heard this strange name again from someone else's mouth.
Liu Mingzhi was still in a daze involuntarily for a while.
Pick up the tea cup and drink tea to cover up your seemingly calm expression but your restless heart.
After finishing a cup of tea, Liu Mingzhi nodded to Ren Qingrui.
“Yes, Li Cheng!
Have you seen him?"
Ren Qingrui nodded without hesitation: "Of course I saw him. If I hadn't seen him, how could my little sister know that her parents were living in seclusion in such a remote place as Mount Kumgang? Brother, weren't you asking knowingly?"
“That’s right, I almost forgot, if you can find your parents, he is the one who really contributes.
How do you feel about Li Cheng?”
Ren Qingrui was startled, and her beautiful eyes flickered to the side as she glanced to the side. She nodded with a toothless smile and responded to Liu Dashao's question: "A very good person, with a poise that is very inconsistent with his age.
Speaking in a mature and steady manner, he is not at all like what he should be at his age.
I really don’t know what kind of family style can cultivate such young talents.
But judging from the way he lives in a hut, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, he must be a self-taught young hermit.
Isn’t there a saying that goes like this? A small hermit hides in the wild, a big hermit hides in the city.
However, there are always some great hermits with unusual personalities who like to live in seclusion among the mountains and rivers. Maybe he is that kind of great hermit with unusual personalities.
Perhaps there are great sages in our ancestors, so the family tradition can be so admirable!
It’s just that!”
“But what?”
“Children are just children after all. No matter how mature and prudent they pretend to be, they still cannot escape the childishness of a teenager.
His temperament is indeed eye-catching at first glance, but after seeing more, it seems a bit nondescript.
A stability that is extremely inconsistent with one's age will only make people feel very disharmonious.
I think he must be very tired from living!"
Liu Mingzhi listened to Ren Qingrui’s evaluation of Li Ye, licking his lips and being silent for a long time.
Pour away Ren Qingrui's already cold tea, and fill the pot with fresh tea again.
“You yourself are a little girl who just got hairpins, and you still call me a child. I think you are just pretending to be mature and prudent.
Brother Wei didn’t ask you to talk and evaluate his character and temperament here. What Brother Wei asked is how do you feel about him?”
Ren Qingrui twisted her slender jade fingers together and was silent for a while. She picked up the hot tea and held it in her hands to keep it warm. She nodded and lowered her eyebrows with a slightly unnatural smile.
“Hasn’t my little sister already answered your question, big brother?
I feel pretty good, he is a good young talent.”
Although Ren Qingrui answered his questions fluently, Liu Mingzhi could still feel the insincerity in the girl's tone.
He rubbed his temples and sighed: "Then do you know who he is?"
Ren Qingrui’s delicate body trembled slightly, pretending to shrug indifferently.
“My younger sister just wants something from him, but she doesn’t want to marry him. Does it matter who he is or what his status is?
He can help his little sister, and her little sister will naturally be very grateful to him. If he can't help her, she won't resent him.
With a chance to meet us again in the future, wouldn't it be nice to have a glass of wine to reminisce about the reunion.
If you know too much, it will lose the meaning of meeting again by fate!"
Liu Mingzhi clapped his hands gently and applauded: "Everyone is a passer-by. Meeting is fate, parting is God's will.
When you lived in my house before, why didn’t I realize that you were such a eloquent and quick-thinking girl?”
“Oh, big brother, you can’t always look at people through the crack in the door. The older you get, the more sensible you will become!”
"You said just now that you would be extremely grateful to him if he could help you. After he helped you find your parents, you said goodbye to him like this?"
“Otherwise, what else can I do? He can’t help his little sister find her parents, so I have to do what the drama and storybooks say in return, and promise him my life, right?
There are other ways I can thank him!
Besides, he was also entrusted by you, eldest brother, to help the younger sister. If he wants to pledge himself to you, the younger sister should also pledge himself to you. "
Liu Mingzhi rubbed his nose with wandering eyes: "Little girl, this is just a movie, don't talk nonsense here.
Didn't he keep you when you said goodbye?"
“Of course he wanted to stay. After he repeatedly asked me to stay, my little sister played chess and piano with him in the thatched cottage, and spent about three or four months reciting poems and poems for fun. But she really couldn’t live the quiet and inactive life of a hermit!
Having no choice but to say goodbye again.
I also persuaded him that if he really didn’t want to leave, he might as well go out to the mountains with me to see the world.
He smiled bitterly for a while, looked in the direction of the capital in a daze for a long time, and could only let me leave by myself.
I left him some gold and silver as a token of gratitude, but he refused."
Liu Mingzhi's eyes suddenly became sharp, and an invisible pressure enveloped Ren Qingrui: "Actually, you know who he is, right?"
Under pressure, Ren Qingrui suddenly felt like a frightened bird. Her delicate body could not help but tremble slightly, and she looked at Young Master Liu in a panic: "Da Guoguo, me, me."
Liu Mingzhi picked up the tea and sipped it carefully with a stern face: "From the beginning to the end, you have never seriously thought about what I said to my brother.
I said you shouldn't appear here, not because you can't come to the capital.
It’s because you have met him and know some secrets that you shouldn’t know, so you shouldn’t appear here.
If he lets you go for some reason, that is his business.
But if you still show up in the capital after seeing him, you are asking for your own death."
Feeling the increasing pressure on Liu Mingzhi, Ren Qingrui's pretty face was pale and bloodless, and she looked at Liu Mingzhi tremblingly, her beautiful eyes panicked and sad.
“I, I, I came to the capital just to see you, eldest brother. We are destined to meet each other, and I have lived in your house for so long. Don’t I even want to see you after we leave?”
There was a crisp ding sound, followed by a heart-wrenching rustling sound, and the official kiln porcelain cup in Liu Mingzhi's hand turned into powder and slowly flowed towards the ground.
“Let me ask again, you already know who he is, right?”
Ren Qingrui looked at Liu Mingzhi with a painful expression for a while, then moved her head with struggling eyes.
“Absolutely...I roughly guessed it, but my little sister has never mentioned this matter to anyone, not even a word about it to my parents.
Little sister has already planned to keep these things in her stomach!"
“Many people say this, but there are only two kinds of people who can really keep secrets, and one is the dead!”
Ren Qingrui's panicked eyes flashed with a hint of unnoticeable excitement and joy: "The other kind is one of our own, right? My little sister is willing to be one of her own. I traveled thousands of miles and came to the capital alone to see you, just to repay you."
"
Liu Mingzhi hurriedly raised his hand to interrupt Ren Qingrui's next words. He had already guessed what Ren Qingrui wanted to say, and he probably understood the real reason why Ren Qingrui came to the capital.
“The other type is the person who cannot speak!”
Ren Qingrui’s eyes dimmed and she smiled bitterly: “They are also dead, right?”
"clever!"
“You shouldn’t have come back. Wouldn’t it be better to stay there with him?
You can’t help but see how much he cares for you. He is a young and talented person, and you are young and beautiful. They are a match made in heaven.
You should understand what I mean by sending you there."
Ren Qingrui felt sad and silently looked down at the tea cup in her hands. Her face, which had turned pale due to the pressure exerted by Liu Mingzhi, gradually calmed down. The pain and sadness in her eyes were self-evident.
Holding the steaming teacup in his hand and remaining silent for a long time, Ren Qingrui slowly raised her head and looked at Liu Mingzhi with a sorrowful and fearless expression.
“Do I have to obey your arrangement and marry him to be your wife, right?”
“Of course not, I just hope that you can have a happy marriage.
As for whether it can happen, it depends on whether you two can be compatible, not that I have to see you marry him to be satisfied."
Ren Qingrui’s tense face suddenly relaxed: “In this case, don’t do to others what you don’t want others to do to you.
Why should I obey your forced arrangement and get married to him? Why do I have to stay by his side and accompany him?
The person he is obsessed with is not me.
You know this!
That woman is indeed Ren Qingrui, but she is not me!
You know some twists and turns and bizarre reasons better than I do, so why did you send me over to meet a stranger?
Just because he is your nephew and someone from the previous dynasty?”
“Alas! Girl Qingrui, you may have misunderstood the meaning of being a brother.
I have no intention of forcing you.
In the final analysis, my brother’s intentions are good.”
Ren Qingrui stared at Liu Mingzhi quietly: "The reason why you force two people who have nothing to do with each other and are strangers together is because it is your good intention.
Liu Mingzhi, don’t you think your kindness is too cruel?”
Ren Qingrui's eyes gradually gathered a faint mist, and she wiped them casually: "Now I know the secret that I shouldn't know, and I have left that place.
Like you said, only the dead keep secrets.
You are kind to me, and I have no regrets about being able to die in your hands.
Qingrui would be more than willing to die if my death could keep your secret that you don’t want others to know.
You can do it at any time.
If it’s not convenient here, you can find another place!”
Liu Mingzhi turned his finger quietly, staring at Ren Qingrui closing her starry eyes and raising her head slightly, her expression became a little sad and she shook her head.