I want to be innocent, but they don't allow me

Chapter 743 "I will sleep in a separate room from him from today on!"

Li Mu guessed Lu Jianjia's reaction, held her cold little hand, and comforted her softly,

"It's hard to say who devoured whom. It could be Jianjia... But you don't have to worry."

Li Mu originally wanted to keep it a secret, but he saw Lu Jianjia's face gradually turning pale.

He hurriedly took out the bamboo slips that he had previously edited and transcribed from Xunmeng.

"I can't beat around the bush when I talk. Let me show you this."

"Son."

With tears in her eyes, Lu Jianjia looked up at Li Mu, her eyes full of confusion and guilt.

"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you."

Li Mu stepped forward and held Lu Jianjia in his arms.

I kind of regret saying it so bluntly.

I finally understand those melodramatic dramas where people conceal all sorts of truths under the guise of doing good for the other person.

If he could start over again, Li Mu would also want to find a more gentle reason to coax Lu Jianjia into practicing the martial arts.

Looking back, no one can accept the fate of sisters killing each other.

What's more, Li Mu mistook the person in front of him for Lu Caiwei.

Logically speaking, she was living in Lu Jianjia's body.

This truth was obviously even more cruel to her.

Lu Jianjia pressed her cheek against Li Mu's chest and cried inconsolably.

For a moment, Lu Jianjia wanted to tell Li Mu the truth.

Especially seeing Li Mu's completely different attitudes towards her and Lu Caiwei.

The regret in my heart became stronger and stronger.

If it was her who disappeared, would the young master feel better?

"Sir, if, if, um..."

Lu Jianjia's shoulders shook, as fragile as a child.

However, before she could finish, Li Mu lowered his head and kissed her lips. This kiss was free of any lust. It was a comfort and a reassurance.

"No ifs!"

"I can guarantee it with my life..."

"Son!"

However, Li Mu couldn’t finish his words, as Lu Jianjia covered his mouth with her hand.

She knew what Li Mu was going to say, so she couldn't let Li Mu speak.

Li Mu held Lu Jianjia's hand and kissed her palm gently.

"Don't worry, you can meditate on your own for the next few days, and I will watch over you when I come back."

"By the way, can you communicate with Jianjia?"

Li Mu deliberately changed the subject.

Lu Jianjia didn't know what Li Mu was going to say. After thinking for a while, she nodded in response.

"Ah."

"You have to explain yourself for the trouble you caused! Jianjia might still be mad at me!"

Li Mu pretended to frown, acting as if he was filled with deep resentment.

Lu Jianjia thought of what Li Mu had said before, and a strange feeling flashed through her heart. She rubbed her cheek against Li Mu's chest and murmured,

"Jianjia will never be angry with you, and as long as you don't blame me, I will be satisfied."

Lu Jianjia finally gave up the idea of ​​telling Li Mu the truth.

Caiwei is right, the young master should not be told about this.

Since the young master loves Caiwei more, she should just keep acting.

"Why blame her? She found a pregnant maid to plot against me?"

Li Mu smiled and lowered his head to kiss her thick hair.

Lu Jianjia didn't say anything else. She had been hiding the truth from Li Mu today because she was tired and sad. If she continued, she might be exposed.

She curled up in Li Mu's arms, carefully planning her future, and after a while, she really fell asleep.

……

On the other side, Lu Mansion.

Inner courtyard.

The three of them sat around the copper pot.

Mrs. Lu diligently put the boiled mutton into Prime Minister Lu's bowl, with a smile on her face as bright as a flower.

After all, as someone who could give birth to a daughter like Lu Jianjia, Mrs. Lu’s appearance was not even inferior to that of Shanmei back then.

"Master, what do you think of the taste of this hot pot?"

"can."

Prime Minister Lu cherishes words like gold and still maintains the etiquette of a scholar when eating.

"Mom, is this what you learned at your brother-in-law's house? It's really unique."

Lu Sangtuo was eating so much that his mouth was drooling. Seeing that his father didn't understand the situation, he quickly spoke up to help.

"Hehehe, as long as Takuer likes it."

Mrs. Lu smiled but didn't look at her silly son. She continued to diligently pick up food for Prime Minister Lu.

"I heard from Miaomiao that Jianjia went to the Lantern Festival with Ling'er, ate at the Fuquan Pavilion's banquet, and also visited Mingyan Pavilion."

"Master, do you think her illness has improved?"

"Maybe."

Prime Minister Lu didn't look up, just responded casually and concentrated on eating.

"Fortunately, I didn't stop her at the beginning, Master. How about I go to Jianjia's place after your rest period is over? I haven't seen her for a while, and I miss her a lot."

"no!"

Unexpectedly, Prime Minister Lu did not agree with Mrs. Lu this time.

He put down his bowl and chopsticks with a clang, frowned and looked up.

"For the time being, don't go to Linglong Waterside Pavilion. Do you hear me?"

"Lu Chongyun! What do you mean? How does it bother you that I go to see my daughter?"

Hearing this, Madam Lu dropped the bowl, put her hands on her hips and glared at Prime Minister Lu.

"Ignorant woman."

Prime Minister Lu muttered, and said in a serious tone,

"I can't explain it to you clearly. Anyway, you can go anywhere you want, but you can't go to Linglong Waterside Pavilion."

"What do you mean? Why can't I go?"

Mrs. Lu was not convinced, and with a "pa" sound, she slapped the table.

Prime Minister Lu glanced at her sideways and said disdainfully,

"How could I not know what you are thinking?"

"Don't believe everything you hear. Li Mu can't do any harm to Jianjia. He doesn't need you to support him."

Prime Minister Lu knew that his wife must have heard about Li Mu losing the bet.

I’m afraid someone will go to Linglong Waterside to cause trouble.

However, a gag order was issued regarding the matter of the enthronement of the king. At least, it could not be revealed to others before the enthronement ceremony.

However, Mrs. Lu obviously did not listen to Prime Minister Lu's words.

He stood up in a flash, grabbed Prime Minister Lu by the collar, and said suspiciously,

"Lu Chongyun, are you hiding something from me?"

"Right now, the outside world is saying that Sister Mei'er's biological son has returned. Qingyi lost the bet due to jealousy and has severed ties with Prince Yan's Mansion."

"However, you can write a letter of recommendation. Isn't the position of Imperial Censor gone? It's just right for Qingyi to take his place. A first-rank official is barely worthy of our Jianjia."

Mrs. Lu opened her mouth and spoke.

Prime Minister Lu's mouth twitched when he heard this.

He closed his eyes, not wanting to pay any attention to his stupid wife.

Lu Chongyun is not the emperor, and he can recommend a first-rank official just by his will.

What's more, Li Mu will soon become the King of Zhennan in the Southern Region. Does he still need his recommendation?

However, Mrs. Lu saw that her husband didn't say anything, and thought that he didn't want to, so she rolled her eyes.

"Mr. Lu, what do you mean? You don't even want to put pen to paper?"

"You don't need to worry about these things. Just stay at home and take care of Tuo'er."

Prime Minister Lu stood up, glanced at the mutton that had just been put into the pot, turned around and left.

"Lu Chongyun!"

Madam Lu pointed in the direction where Prime Minister Lu left, her body shaking uncontrollably.

"Okay, don't regret it!"

Madam Lu stamped her feet, reached out her hand to stroke her violently heaving chest, and said,

"Miao Miao!"

"lady."

Ye Miaomiao shrank her neck and stuck half of her head out of the courtyard gate.

Madam Lu stamped her feet, glared at Lu Sangtuo who was only concentrating on eating, and ordered,

"Go and have someone clean up the small courtyard in the west."

"I'm going to sleep in a separate room from him from now on!"

Hearing this, Ye Miaomiao hesitated for a moment, smelled the moisture in the air, and reminded,

"Madam, the small courtyard to the west has been in disrepair for a long time. If it rains or blows, why not let the servants repair the courtyard first? It won't be too late for Madam to live there."

"Are you the Madam or am I the Madam? Go now. This Madam will move there tonight!"