The gentle night breeze blew away the woman's cloud-like hair.
She stretched out her hand, revealing Qishang Saixue's wrist. She gently lifted up the messy hair with her little finger. She turned her head and looked at the silent scholar beside her, feeling a little uneasy.
She had never seen her uncle so solemn, with such cold eyes. It was like, just like the eyes of generals on the battlefield described by storytellers on the street. That heavy gaze made people feel a little depressed.
She took a deep breath, raised her head, stretched out her hand, and gently pulled Lu Heng's sleeve.
"Oh!" Lu Heng, who was distracted, felt someone pulling him. Then he came back to his senses. He turned his head and looked at Liu Qingqing beside him, who looked like a little girl and was grabbing his sleeve.
Smiling slightly, he asked, "What's wrong, sister-in-law?"
Liu Qingqing glanced at him, lowered her head, and asked with a hint of uneasiness in her tone: "Uncle, what were you thinking about just now?"
Lu Heng smiled. He turned his head and looked at the brightly lit Qinhuai River, which was the same color as the bright moon in the sky. He smiled and said, "I was thinking about the story of a tree and a nest of monkeys!"
"A nest of monkeys and a tree?" Liu Qingqing's eyes were full of confusion, she bit her lip gently and looked at Lu Heng.
"Well, it's an allusion to the tree falling down and the hozen scattering!" Lu Heng scratched his head and explained with a smile.
ah?
Liu Qingqing was really confused now.
She just thought Lu Heng was angry about what happened to Su Zhengwen just now. It turned out that he actually thought about such irrelevant things. It was a shame that she was worried about him just now!
However, the look in my uncle’s eyes just now was really scary! He couldn’t be lying to himself when he said this!
Liu Qingqing looked at Lu Heng closely, trying to get some clues from Lu Heng's expression. However, to her disappointment, Lu Heng's eyes had become very quiet at this time, just like usual, without any waves.
.Some are just indifferent, the kind of calm indifference.
"Uncle!" Liu Qingqing frowned slightly, looked at Lu Heng, and called softly.
"Oh, it's really nothing!" Lu Heng spread his arms and took a deep breath. Then he exhaled with all his strength. He turned his head and said to Liu Qingqing with a smile.
Seeing that there was still a hint of worry on Liu Qingqing's beautiful cheeks, Lu Heng chuckled, not forgetting food and drinks, and habitually stretched out his arm, trying to put a hand on the woman's shoulder to show that he was really
pure.
The woman finally let go of the burden in her heart, she nimbly dodged away, pursed her lips and snickered: "Uncle, you must have forgotten it again!"
That ridiculous smile and the cunning look in his beautiful eyes reminded Lu Heng of the slap he received on his face a few days ago.
Withdrawing his hand solemnly, Lu Heng coughed and was about to say something to relieve the embarrassment he was feeling when he heard a deafening sound of firecrackers.
With a bang, a firework exploded from a boat in the river and shot straight into the night sky.
With a deafening sound, a gorgeous firework appeared in the clear night sky. Like a fleeting epiphyllum, although it was short-lived, it was gorgeous and wonderful.
Then, I saw countless fireworks blooming in the sky. For a while, the sound of firecrackers sounded one after another. The night sky seemed to have become a garden, with hundreds of flowers blooming. All kinds of fireworks bloomed in the sky, leaving a trail of flowers.
Wonderful moment.
"It's so beautiful!" Liu Qingqing stood next to Lu Heng, raised her head and looked at the gorgeous fireworks blooming in the night sky, her beautiful eyes filled with brilliant colors, and murmured softly.
"Fireworks never stop at night!" Lu Heng looked at the fireworks blooming in the night sky and nodded with a smile.
"The Qinhuai Poetry Festival is about to begin!" Someone suddenly shouted in the crowd. Then they saw many students and tourists walking towards the pier on the shore.
Only then did Lu Heng remember that he still had two tickets in his pocket. At this time, he also forgot about the defense between men and women. He stretched out his hand, took Liu Qingqing's slightly cold hand, and said with a smile: "Hey, I still have two tickets."
Here’s a ticket. Let’s go in too!”
Liu Qingqing blushed and hummed softly, but did not break free from Lu Heng's wrist.
The two of them followed the swarming crowd and walked towards the pier.
Lu Heng held her hand and walked not fast, but very steadily.
Looking at the women who were joining in the fun in front of them, they were overwhelmed by a group of students who were deliberately crowding in, and they looked faintly crying. Liu Qingqing felt warm in her heart and moved closer to Lu Heng.
Lu Heng didn't talk about the rules of a gentleman's words at all. Anyone who wanted to come over and have fun was pushed away by him. Most of the students pretended to be serious and shook their heads when their attempts were discovered.
He folded the fan and left gracefully. Of course, there were some who looked at Lu Heng with fierce eyes. But Lu Heng smiled faintly, turned his head, and looked at those students who seemed to have some temper. Until he saw the look in his eyes.
With a look of fear, he smiled slightly, turned his head, and continued to lead Liu Qingqing forward slowly.
He was once regarded as the number one mastermind of the Ghost Hands, and with just a swipe of his pen and ink, hundreds of thousands of lives were ruined. Such a temperament and majesty that he has cultivated are indeed not something that those students who bury their heads in old papers can look down upon.
Of course, another point is that Lu Heng is indeed in a depressed mood today. It's not because he was disturbed by Su Zhengwen when he was guessing lantern riddles just now.
Instead, Lu Heng saw from Su Zhengwen's eyes that things seemed to be developing in an uncontrollable direction.
A few days ago, he was planning to tell Liu Qingqing that he wanted to deal with the Liu family and the Su family, but in the end it was regarded as a joke. Moreover, Liu Qingqing also metaphorically said that she actually still had feelings for the Liu family.
Therefore, the original plan of giving the Liu family a slight lesson was thrown aside by Lu Heng.
However, today, Lu Heng saw from Su Zhengwen's sinister eyes that things were out of control. The allusion he just mentioned about the tree falling down and the hozen scattering was actually another temptation.
However, the effect doesn't seem to be very good.
Due to his past professional habits, he didn't like to be set up in a trap. What's more, this trap was still aimed at his relatives. Although in the end, he was confident that he could break the trap. But watching helplessly being plotted against him, this kind of
The feeling was not good after all. Moreover, the feeling of passivity also made him feel very depressed.
Playing the piano and pressing the sword, hehe, the scholar's hand is not only capable of holding a pen.
However, seeing Liu Qingqing's excited face, Lu Heng hesitated several times in his heart, but in the end he did not say what he was thinking.
Hey, that's all, that's all. Today's Qinhuai Poetry Festival is a happy day. Let's talk about other things later.