Lu Wanyun, hearing her elder sister’s words, spoke angrily, "I'm not talking nonsense. When you return this time, Father and Mother will tell you."
After speaking, she turned and ran away in a huff. Seeing how much Wanfeng liked her elder sister made her furious.
Wanfeng, hearing the sisters’ conversation, did not stop his steps and continued to walk forward. Wanqing’s tears began to fall. Why would Father and Mother make decisions without her?
Could she not have someone she loved?
Seeing Wanfeng hurt, her heart ached. Wanqing crouched down and cried. She, who had always been proud, was actually brought to tears by anger. The little maid beside her was startled and nervously choked.
"Miss, Miss, please don't cry."
Hearing the little maid’s words, Wanfeng turned back and rushed over. He quickly picked up Lu Wanqing and sighed softly. This girl should just say what she has to say, why cry?
"Wanfeng, I'm not going to get married. I won't get married. Do you believe me?"
"I believe you," Wanfeng nodded. Ever since he woke up and saw her, he had become dependent on her, only wanting to see her and be by her side to find peace.
Now that the Lu family wanted to marry her off, his heart ached immensely. This pain felt familiar, as if it had happened a long time ago, but he couldn't remember.
Mu Xing, who had been watching everything with wide eyes by Lu Wanqing's side, widened his eyes in surprise. After a while, he tugged at Wanfeng's long robe and spoke softly, "Uncle, why are you here?"
Upon hearing Mu Xing's words, Wanfeng and Lu Wanqing released each other in surprise and looked at Mu Xing. "You say he is your uncle?"
Mu Xing nodded vigorously, smiling, and said, "Yes, he is my uncle. His name is Nangong Yue. Why is he here?"
Hearing this name, Wanfeng was clearly shaken. He frowned and tried hard to recall, but in the end, he found nothing. He spread his hands and shook his head. "I can't remember."
After speaking, he crouched down and looked at Mu Xing. Whether he remembered or not, he liked this little fellow at first sight. To think he had relatives! His heart instantly warmed, and he reached out to embrace Mu Xing.
"What's your name?"
"Uncle, my name is Mu Xing. Don't you remember me? You used to like me a lot."
Mu Xing played with Nangong Yue's hair and said sweetly.
Wanfeng was stunned for a moment. It seemed Mu Xing was indeed his relative; otherwise, he wouldn't call him uncle. But why was this child with Wanqing alone?
"Wanqing, where did you find him? Where are his parents?"
As soon as Mu Xing heard Wanfeng's question, he immediately pouted sadly. "Father and Mother went to war. I originally wanted to look for them, but the little maid who brought me out wanted to kill me. Fortunately, I saw Sister Wanqing, and she saved me, Uncle."
Mu Xing unconsciously rested his head on Wanfeng's chest. Wanfeng glanced back at Wanqing, his eyes flashing with gratitude. "Thank you."
"It's nothing," Wanqing smiled and nodded, but a hint of panic flickered in her heart. His relatives had appeared; would they take him away? What would happen to her then?
Although she was the eldest daughter of the Lu Mansion, she didn't care about it at all. She just wanted to stay with Wanfeng.
These people were too strange, always talking about parental orders and the words of a matchmaker, forcing her to marry someone she didn't like. However, she wouldn't agree this time. A determined look flashed across Lu Wanqing's delicate face.
"Let him live with me," Wanfeng said softly. Wanqing nodded. "Okay, I didn't know how to arrange for him anyway. Since you are his relative, you should live together."
"Alright, then I'll take him back inside." Wanfeng carried Mu Xing towards the neighboring courtyard. Wanqing watched him dotingly. At this moment, the steward of the Lu Mansion walked over and respectfully said, "Miss, the Master wants you to go to the main hall."
Wanfeng's heart trembled, but his steps did not falter. He was a person who had lost his memory. How could he ask her not to marry? Marry, perhaps he should leave. He mused to himself, his steps heavy as he entered the courtyard.
Lu Wanqing, hearing the steward's words, turned back angrily and glared at him coldly. The steward was startled. This eldest miss was usually approachable; when did she become so fierce?
It seemed all of this was because of the amnesiac man next door. He admitted that the man was handsome and had a good demeanor, but who knew where he came from? What if he was a murderer? Wouldn't that be terrible luck?
The young lady was kind-hearted. They didn't want to see the young lady suffer. This time, the Master had arranged for the eldest young lady to marry into the Feng family, one of the five great families. Young Master Feng was a renowned scholar, and they were sure the young lady would be pleased.
"Let's go," Lu Wanqing said resentfully, turning to instruct the little maid behind her, "Go to the carriage and take down my medicine. Bring it to the courtyard." She had gone out this time to prepare an antidote for Wanfeng. His cold poison had been controlled, and she believed she would cure him in time.
In the main hall of the Lu Mansion sat the entire Lu family: Master Lu, Madam Lu, the young master and his wife. Lu Wanyun also sat proudly on the side, looking at her elder sister. Lu Wanqing walked in, paid her respects to her parents, and then to her elder brother and sister-in-law before sitting down, waiting for the head of the household to speak. However, she did not expect to compromise.
Master Lu coughed and said solemnly, "Wanqing, you are of marriageable age. Your parents have found you a good match, the young master of the Feng family. The young master Feng is talented and handsome, and he will not disgrace you. Moreover, Young Master Feng is deeply impressed by your talent and beauty. Wanqing, you will be happy if you marry him."
"I won't marry," Lu Wanqing said sullenly, her expression unchanged, but with a hint of determination.
Master Lu was displeased upon hearing her words. His face flickered with a dark expression. In fact, the marriages between the five great families were for the consolidation of their businesses; it had always been this way.
It was the right time for their Lu family to marry into the Feng family, and this girl could not refuse. He lowered his voice.
"Whether you marry or not, you have to. You have no say. If you dare to resist again, I will immediately have the steward expel that man of unknown origin."
Master Lu slammed the table beside him fiercely. The patriarch was furious, and no one in the Lu family dared to make a sound.
Wanqing glanced at her brother, who had always doted on her, hoping he would say something on her behalf.
Lu Youchen was stunned for a moment. He turned back, his handsome and refined face revealing deep black eyes and a faint smile on his lips, which carried an invisible pressure.
"She is a good card, isn't she? Keeping her in the mansion can be used to deal with the Luo family and also to block Mother and Father's nagging. Isn't that good?"
"But what if you meet someone you like someday?" Lu Wanqing followed closely behind her brother and said persistently. Lu Youchen's steps faltered. He said proudly, "Then I'll kick her out."
Lu Wanqing was taken aback. It turned out her brother was the truly shrewd one. Indeed, born into the Lu family, a merchant family, how could one stand alone without some wit? Not to mention that her brother could do business all over Jiangnan for the Lu family.
While Lu Wanqing was still in a daze, Lu Youchen had already walked away down the corridor.
Lu Wanqing turned and looked towards the garden outside the corridor. Flowers bloomed in abundance, vying for beauty, attracting swarms of butterflies. The air was filled with fragrance. A gentle breeze blew past. The Lu residence was an ancient and elegant painted building.