The Imperial Guard’s Revenge

No matter what happened, there was always a place in the world with a light on, waiting for him to come home for dinner. How reassuring, even if the person she was waiting for was actually not him.

Thinking of this, Lu Heng's hand froze slightly, but soon returned to normal. He sat across from him, holding Wang Yanqing's white and soft hand, like a good brother who could not be more exemplary in the world, and asked softly, "Qingqing, are you feeling better now?"

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Lingxi Lingluan heard the words "Qingqing" coming out of the commander's mouth, and her heart stopped for a moment. Wang Yanqing sat with her back to Lingxi Lingluan, and did not notice the difference between the two, otherwise, she would have realized that something was wrong with her "brother".

However, Wang Yanqing didn't see it, she was caught in Lu Heng's gentle smiling eyes, her vigilance melted away little by little: "I'm much better. Second brother, you've been in Zhenfusi for so long before you came back, you want to be hungry? I prepared a meal for you, but I don't remember what you liked, so I had to order a dish that I ate at night and thought it was pretty good."

Lu Heng couldn't see the light, he was too afraid that others would poison him, so even the cook of the Lu family didn't know what he liked to eat. Wang Yanqing's inquiry failed, and he could only prepare dinner for Lu Heng according to his own preferences.

Lu Heng looked at the Eight Immortals table with mahogany pattern. There were several dishes on it, meat and vegetable soups and vegetables, and there was a thermal insulation layer under the food box. The maids changed the hot water from time to time. cold.

Lu Heng looked back and found that Wang Yanqing was looking at him carefully, as if afraid that he would be unhappy. Lu Heng laughed and wanted to touch Wang Yanqing's head, recalling the wound on her head and taking it back: "I said, what do you want to do in Lu Zhai, you don't have to look forward and backward, tremble. These are just what I like, But it's late at night, and I don't have any appetite..."

Lingxi Lingluan in the rear hung his head, and there was no surprise in his eyes. Look, they said, the commander won't touch it.

However, Lingxi's thoughts declined, and he heard Lu Heng's tone turn a corner and said with a smile, "Unless you accompany me, Qingqing."

The corners of Lingxi's mouth twitched, and she almost lost her expression. Lingxi Lingluan is specially trained, and even if it is surprised, it will not look up. Lu Heng's eyes glittered like water waves, especially when he focused on people, he could almost drown them. Wang Yanqing blushed, but fortunately no one looked in this direction, she secretly relieved and nodded slightly: "Okay."

Wang Yanqing couldn't move vigorously, Lu Heng helped Wang Yanqing to stand up slowly, and walked towards the dining table leisurely. The maids stepped forward and removed the food box. Wang Yanqing opened the porcelain cup and poured the soup familiarly: "Second brother, you just came back, so drink some hot soup to warm up your body first."

Lu Heng smiled and took the fish soup she brought, but his eyes were quietly observing. She has no memory, but her life instinct is still there. Seeing her handing over the bowl of soup, she is obviously used to it before. It is self-evident who the person she cares about is, but Wang Yanqing's performance is slightly different from the records in the materials.

Lu Heng swept over the dishes on the table, the taste was sweet and bland, and the meat on the table was all white meat, which was completely different from the "hobby of salty and spicy, fond of mutton" written on the record.

Lu Heng took a sip of the fish soup and asked: "Qingqing, you are injured, and the boss specially instructed you to pay attention to your diet. Mutton is the most nourishing. How about I ask them to bring a batch of huáng sheep tomorrow?"

Wang Yanqing frowned slightly and asked, "Second brother, do you want to eat?"

Lu Heng shook his head with a smile: "No. How much you send is yours."

"Then don't." Wang Yanqing lowered his head and scooped the spoon, "I don't like the smell of mutton."

Lu Heng was sure that the salty, spicy and mutton were not Wang Yanqing's tastes, but Fu Tingzhou's. In order to cater to Fu Tingzhou, Wang Yanqing said that he liked these.

Lu Heng clicked his tongue in disgust, and he began to doubt the authenticity of the investigation. It seems that memorizing the information does not mean that everything is going well, and more details still have to be observed by him.

Lu Heng watched Wang Yanqing bowing his head to stir the soup, he couldn't help laughing, patted her hand, and said, "If you don't like it, don't like it. It's the sheep's fault that it smells like mutton. What are you doing in your sullen mood?"

Wang Yanqing couldn't help laughing, and looked up at him helplessly: "You want to eat other people's meat, but you still blame them for the smell of mutton, how can you do that?"

"They make Qingqing unhappy, it's their fault of course." Lu Heng spoke his logic of stealing calmly, and didn't feel anything wrong. He thought that Fu Tingzhou was really disgusting, but "Qingqing" was called a lot, and it was quite smooth.

In the past, Lu Heng was always silent and alert when eating, because he was worried that every bite was poisonous. For him, eating was not a pleasure at all, it was just what his body needed. With Wang Yanqing accompanying him today, he actually ate a lot while talking and laughing.

The diet prepared by Wang Yanqing was light and easy to control. After eating a hot meal, the body warmed up from the inside, and the headache cases in his mind seemed to be nothing. Wang Yanqing had eaten dinner in the evening, but now she is only with Lu Heng. After Lu Heng put down the tableware, she also put down the chopsticks and picked up the handkerchief to wipe her mouth.

The maids stepped forward and gently removed the tableware. Wang Yanqing poured a cup of tea for Lu Heng, put it gently on Lu Heng's hand, and asked tentatively, "Second brother, have you encountered any trouble?"

Lu Heng regained his senses and found that he unconsciously remembered the case again. He opened the tea cup, slowly swiped the tea foam, the hot mist was in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see his true mood for a while.