After accidentally sending a late-night reading to her ex-boyfriend

Shen Zhiwei's gaze was fixed on the scar.

The book titled "Lord Lu" that she was holding in her hand made her palm ache. Could Lu Chenzhou be Lu Yu?

Is it Lu Yu, the swordsman whom I kept in my private residence and who was constantly groping me?

How could that be? The two of them had completely different demeanors. Was he deliberately pretending not to know her? This identical signal made Shen Zhiwei unable to resist moving closer.

The bathroom was brightly lit by candlelight, as if it were daytime. I was afraid Shen Zhiwei couldn't see clearly. The steam was thick. Shen Zhiwei walked to Lu Chenzhou's side, but Lu Chenzhou still didn't open his eyes. He probably thought she was a servant changing the water.

Shen Zhiwei reached out, hesitatingly approaching Lu Chenzhou's scar, but was suddenly grabbed by Lu Chenzhou's wrist.

"What are you doing here!"

The voice was icy cold, devoid of any warmth. His long, jet-black hair was wet and disheveled, with a few strands clinging to his muscle lines. Water droplets dripped down, nourishing his strong abdominal muscles. This time, Shen Zhiwei slipped into the water and swallowed two mouthfuls, making her even more disheveled.

The two remained locked in a standoff.

"Lu Yu, are you Lu Yu? How could you be?"

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely.

Shen Zhiwei could almost hear a clear heartbeat.

It's Lu Yu, it really is Lu Yu. How will they deal with each other after this? If she had known this would happen, she wouldn't have abandoned Lu Yu because of her family's decline. If they had continued their affair without a matchmaker until the end of the story, she wouldn't have had to pretend to be an innocent girl in the Lu family anymore.

It's him!

It's really him!

That would be so unfair to her.

Just then, Lu Chenzhou spoke calmly: "Who is Lu Yu?"

Shen Zhiwei seemed to awaken from a dream.

He is not!

How could that be?

Their eyes met, and Lu Chenzhou's face was very gloomy.

"Your scars are all the same, how is that possible!"

"I've heard that Miss Shen is my second brother's betrothed. If that's the case, how did you come to see another man's body?"

Shen Zhiwei's face turned deathly pale and then flushed crimson in an instant.

Recalling the moments they spent together, she suddenly felt overwhelmed. Shen Zhiwei hadn't carried such a heavy burden before, because she came from modern times and wasn't bound by the traditional Confucian virtues of obedience to husband and wife. Even after awakening the plot, she still believed that her husband would eventually leave with another woman, and she didn't need to care.

The concept of remaining faithful to one person until death does not exist.

But the people she questioned were the ones she had slept with.

No, Lu Chenzhou might not be Lu Yu, because the two have very different temperaments.

But how can all of this be explained?

Lu Chenzhou lowered his eyes and said, "Why won't Miss Shen speak? Could it be that you have some kind of relationship with Lu Yu, or perhaps you and he are a couple? If you are honest, I will help you with your marriage to your second brother; otherwise..."

Shen Zhiwei felt extremely embarrassed. Why did they have to interact like this now? Such a great figure, yet he uttered such a cold question, leaving Shen Zhiwei unable to even ask her own question.

The distance between them shrank to the point where they could hear each other's breathing!

Shen Zhiwei chickened out and coughed twice, saying, "What nonsense are you talking about, sir? How could a young lady like me have a relationship with an outsider? This is all just hearsay."

"Who told you that?"

Lu Chenzhou pressed him for answers again.

Why are you asking me this?

Shen Zhiwei finally mustered her courage. If he admitted he was Lu Yu, she would…

"You are my future sister-in-law. If I don't make sure you understand the situation, what if you have ulterior motives when my second brother returns? The protection the Lu family provides for you is not without reason."

Lu Chenzhou's eyes were devoid of warmth, and with a single sentence, he condemned her to the pillar of shame for being "unfaithful" and "fickle."

Shen Zhiwei suddenly stood up, only then realizing how close the two of them were.

Shen Zhiwei's expression turned ugly for a moment, then she gritted her teeth and said, "That's a matter between my husband and me. No need for Lord Lu to concern himself with it. It's getting late, so I'll take my leave now!"

The fear was like a terrifying net, and Shen Zhiwei, who usually ate and slept well, suffered from insomnia for the first time.

The following morning, Lanyue Pavilion was still bustling with noble ladies.

After that, they fled as if they were escaping.

Questioned

Shen Zhiwei entered almost at the appointed time, her eyes showing obvious dark circles.

Zhang Yuyao approached Shen Zhiwei, hesitant to speak, and said, "Miss Shen, I'm so sorry. What happened yesterday was unintentional. It was because Lord Lu was too strict that none of us dared to offend him."

"It's alright, it's not your fault!"

Shen Zhiwei waved her hand, not out of kindness, but because the matter originated from her own storybook.

Before Shen Zhiwei could ask anything else, Lu Chenzhou had already stepped into Lanyue Pavilion. Today, he wore a neat, dark-colored brocade robe with cloud patterns, his face cold and aloof as he was yesterday. The noble ladies all stood up and greeted him: "Greetings, Mr. Lu!"

Lu Chenzhou calmly gestured for everyone to take their seats, then asked in the coldest of words, "Miss Shen, what about yesterday's homework?"

Shen Zhiwei clenched her fist: "The student hasn't finished yet!"

Yes, Shen Zhiwei wanted to find out the truth yesterday, but she never expected to encounter such a scene.

Her back teeth ached from biting so hard; she sensed his targeting, but dared not say anything openly. It was one thing for her affair with Lu Yu to be a secret, but she also had no idea what Lu Chenzhou's purpose was. Furthermore, she had seduced the man every noblewoman in the capital dreamed of, and she didn't even know how she died.

Shen Zhiwei lowered her head, only to see Lu Chenzhou say coldly, "If it wasn't finished yesterday, then double the effort today, until Miss Shen can master painting!"

Shen Zhiwei

Who would have thought that something like this would happen?

"Student...accepts the order!"

Shen Zhiwei's face paled. So what if she had to copy? She could just skip sleep. As long as she could endure this period, it would be alright.

The anger that arises can simply be written down in writing.

Yes, she's going to start a new story in a fit of rage.

This was just a thought; the entire class was a blur. Lu Chenzhou turned and left after class, still not answering her question. To copy "Lord Lu" two hundred times? Are you crazy?

As the noble ladies departed, Shen Zhiwei tugged at the sleeve of Zhang Yuyao, who was relatively easy to talk to, and asked, "Madam Zhang, how much do you know about Lord Lu?"

Zhang Yuyao blushed: "As for Lord Lu's matter, which of us noble ladies doesn't know? Madam Shen, please feel free to ask!"

"This Lord Lu, he knows martial arts, and he was once a military officer!"

Zhang Yuyao listened as if she had heard a joke.

"Everyone in the capital knows that Lord Lu became famous at a young age and never practiced martial arts."

He has never practiced martial arts.

He doesn't know martial arts.

Could it be that Lu Yu and Lu Chenzhou's resemblance is merely a coincidence? Or is there some unknown detail in the book that she has mistaken for someone else?

She had never forgotten how graceful and dashing Lu Yu's swordplay was when he was in his private residence.

So now she knows Lu Chenzhou, but who exactly is Lu Yu?

……

As the sun began to set, Zhang Yuyao answered the question and went back to eat.

Shen Zhiwei was the only one left in Lanyue Pavilion.