I don't even ask if I'm sitting in the lobby, I just say "a private room", it's quite decent.

Lu Jinxi smiled and said, "Yesterday, let someone come to the number 2 with the yellow letter. Let's lead the way."

"Oh, it turned out to be a distinguished guest from the General's Mansion."

Xiao Er only woke up at this moment, guessed who Lu Jinxi was, and was shocked. The originally enthusiastic smile turned out to be a little more real, and he waved his hand to lead the way.

"Please come in."

Lu Jinxi took a step and followed.

Because many dignitaries came here, many people didn't think much of it when they saw her. After all, this is a place to listen to operas. Anyone can come, and it's not surprising that anyone came.

So after a while, she was already sitting in the private room by the side of the stage.

Cranes and bamboo are carved on the railings, and there is a stage outside.

A beaded curtain hangs down, specially prepared for guests who don't want to be seen, to isolate the sight of outsiders. Of course Lu Jinxi didn't want to be seen too clearly, so the bead curtain was immediately put down.

After ordering a few things to eat, she sent away the outsiders who were serving, leaving only Qingque.

The time agreed with Song Zhiyan was in the afternoon, so she came early.

As for Song Zhiyan, there is no need to worry. Naturally, Yin Liu'er, who had taken care of this matter for her at the beginning and received her favor, brought her.

No, in fact, it should be called "Lu Yin" now.

On the lacquered round table in front of the rosewood pear wood carving, there was a plate of melon seeds.

Lu Jinxi didn't even watch the Huangmei play of Lao Shizi on the stage, but in the babbling voices in the hall, he nibbled melon seeds one after another, as if he couldn't see Qingque's anxious expression at all.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

"Ma'am, someone has arrived."

It was Yin Liu'er's voice.

Since that incident was over, he has entered the infantry falcon camp, and others have to call him "Lord Lu" respectfully when they see him, but when dealing with Lu Jinxi, his attitude is not high, and he is even overwhelmed. very low.

Just hearing this voice made Lu Jinxi appreciate him.

It is very valuable when you know yourself in your heart.

Qingque next to him was sweating on his palms, but Lu Jinxi remained calm, took the silk towel on the table and wiped his hands before saying, "Please come in."

The outside door opened a crack.

The one who came first was not Yin Liu'er who had just reported outside the door, but the man who stopped Lu Jinxi on the palace road after the peace conference that day was over.

Song Zhiyan.

After taking off the official uniform, he only wore a simple sky blue uniform today.

People are clean and refined.

Just the expression on his face, there is an indescribable trance. After seeing him in the palace the day before yesterday, he was absent-minded for the next two days, and even made frequent mistakes in doing things.

Today, he also doesn't know what Lu Jinxi, or the woman who is holding Lu Jinxi's body, came to find him.

The steps are slow, a little stagnant.

His eyes fell on Lu Jinxi's body, and the sad look on his face almost instantly surfaced.

If he returned to the mansion after the palace banquet that day, he still had a bit of luck and felt that he might have admitted his mistake, then at this moment, the gesture Lu Jinxi showed him had completely shattered this meager hope.

That's not the attitude Lu's should have.

She was clearly like an ordinary person, sitting at the desk as if nothing had happened, but the woman in front of her was very different from the Lu family.

A whole body of calm, a whole body of calm.

If Mrs. Lu was sitting here, she would be rigorous, with lowered eyebrows and a little bit of the shyness of a young daughter on her cheeks.

She doesn't look at people like that.

Such open, magnanimous, direct, even sharp eyes.

It is clearly not the eyes of some deep house woman.

The gaze that is watching him at the moment is so old-fashioned and so deep, it hides a bit of the aura of a superior, and there is also a touch of pity that makes people feel soft-hearted.

Then the next moment, a shallow smile disguised his entire body.

Lu Jinxi got up politely, and then waved his hand: "Sir Song is willing to come here, but I can't go out to greet you. It's really rude, and I hope you don't mind. Please take a seat."

Song Zhiyan's hand hanging by his side was already clenched into a fist.

He was vigilant, vigilant, and fearful of the woman in front of him who was the same as Lu's, so he didn't sit down, just gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Who the hell are you?"

It seems that she has no intention of talking nonsense with her at all.

But it's fine.

As early as when he was seen through the palace road, Lu Jinxi had already thought about it: since he couldn't pretend to be the best in the first time, and he didn't feel that he should handle the matter of Song Zhiyan as the Lu family, he simply opened it up. Skylight speaks volumes.

"Master Song, please be patient and don't be impatient."

The other party didn't want to sit, and she didn't force her to do so. She just walked to the hanging beaded curtain on her own, then waved to Qingque and motioned her to go out.

"On the palace road that day, you recognized it well. I am indeed not the original Lu family."

Not really!

At this moment, Song Zhiyan felt that the softest piece of flesh in his heart had been gouged out, almost giving birth to a feeling of suffocation.

If he hadn't helped the desk beside him, he would have been unable to stand.

Lu Jinxi didn't look behind him, but he knew that Song Zhiyan would never feel better.

After a while, I heard the man's sad and dazed voice behind him: "You're not, where did she go?"

I didn't ask who she was, or what kind of monster she was, and didn't ask the whole story, but asked: Where is Mrs Lu.

Lu Jinxi felt a heavy heart.

After being silent for a long time, she shook her head: "I don't know either. Speaking of which, this matter is a bit strange. Regardless of whether Master Song believes it or not, my name was Lu Jinxi in my last life, but I lived in a very different place from Daxia. The place. Something happened, and after I opened my eyes, I was already living in this skin. You should have heard that Lu Shi was seriously ill a few years ago. There are rumors that 'I' was dead. , The doctors said that she could not be saved, but she survived. If you are lucky, she should be in the next world, in my body; if you are not lucky, she should have dissipated in this world."

"..."

Ridiculous.

Song Zhiyan listened to her every word, and felt that every bit was incredible. If it was in the past, he would have long ago angrily scolded others for pretending to be ghosts.

But……

The woman in front of him, and the completely different changes he felt, are definitely not something that can be done by pretending to be a ghost.

Lu's temperament may change drastically, but no matter how people change, there will be certain traces of that temperament on her body. But he couldn't see the slightest familiarity in this woman who claimed to be also called "Lu Jinxi".

When she saw through it on the palace road, she still had a bit of disguise.

But now there are only the two of them in the private room.

It can be said that everything Lu Jinxi showed was not something that the kind and cowardly Lu would have - these are two completely different people.

He had a thousand words in his heart, but at this time, he couldn't even say it.

Lu Jinxi couldn't bear it anymore, she turned around and faced him with Lu's face, and put the fact that she was not Lu's in front of Song Zhiyan cruelly.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Song Zhiyan's body trembled a little, and he opened his mouth. It took a while before he asked, "Was that letter written by you or by her?"