Prince! The political conspiracy is not a play, the show is real

Chapter 113: Sorrow (Part )

Seeing that Lu Che was in a bad mood, Tao Yao was in no mood to queue up for sweet soup anymore. She simply bought two strings of candied fruits from the shop next door to satisfy her craving, and then pulled Lu Che back to the inn.

On the way back to the inn, Tao Yao racked her brains and told jokes all the way, using up all her life's knowledge, just to make Lu Che happy.

Although Lu Che cooperated well and responded to every joke she told with a fake smile, Tao Yao still felt uncomfortable. She slapped her thigh and just spoke out.

"Lu Che, I actually think those things are the business of the previous generation and have nothing to do with our generation."

Lu Che was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't quite understand what she meant. He said, "Arnold, what did you say? How can it be irrelevant?"

Tao Yao stuffed a bunch of candied fruits into Lu Che's hand and said, "Here, look at this bunch of candied fruits. Isn't it beautiful? A fruit tree bears many fruits. Some fruits are used to make candied fruits, some fruits are used as tributes, some fruits are picked and sold directly at the market, and some fruits may fall to the ground before the farmers can pick them, and be eaten by cats and dogs. Although they grow from the same tree, their destinies are completely different. But no matter which fate it is, it is valuable for the fruit, and it is not in vain. Right?"

Tao Yao tilted her head and smiled, waiting quietly to see Lu Che's reaction.

A flash of surprise crossed Lu Che's face, but he quickly calmed down. He lowered his head, letting his long bangs cover his eyebrows.

"Arnold, I don't understand what you are saying."

He smiled and evaded the question.

Tao Yao suddenly crouched down like a kitten and got under Lu Che's eyes, making a face at him, which scared him.

Tao Yao stretched out her arm and playfully patted Lu Che's head, ruffling his hair into a mess.

"Lift your head, Lu Che." Tao Yao smiled and lifted Lu Che's bangs, smoothing them to the top of his head, revealing his handsome forehead. "You look more energetic this way. You look good with your forehead exposed, Lu Che. Don't always look so dejected, smile more. Boys who love to smile will have good luck!"

Lu Che was genuinely amused by her words, and like a puppy, he obediently shaved his messy hair back to the back of his head. He hadn't taken care of his hair in a long time, and no one had ever commented on how good-looking he was, so he had never paid attention to these things.

Tao Yao was the first person to say he looked good with his bangs up. As far as he could remember, Lu Che himself had never once associated himself with the word "good-looking."

He had been busy for the first half of his life, all for revenge, revenge. He was not like other teenagers who, when they grew older, would become obsessed with beauty and think about rouge and powder - those things would interfere with his revenge, and he was not worthy of thinking about them, nor could he think about them.

But when Tao Yao stroked his messy hair to the top of his head, the warm spring sun suddenly shone on his face and temples, and her fingertips had the fragrance of soapberry and osmanthus hair oil that had just been used after washing his hair, as if the peach blossoms had bloomed in spring, and the fragrance of the flowers blew in with the gentle spring breeze, as if to melt the thick layer of ice in his heart.

She was very good. When he was with her, he seemed to be able to temporarily forget the hatred and pain, and think about nothing. He just talked and laughed with her, ate cheap snacks happily, and strolled from the street to the end of the alley, doing nothing but pleasing himself.

But life is like this; not everything is up to you. For Lu Che, revenge is everything. Without revenge, nothing else can begin.

Lu Che forced a smile and put the bunch of candied fruits that Tao Yao had stuffed into his hand into his mouth. He bit off one and the sweet and sour juice instantly burst out in his mouth, making his teeth ache for a moment.

Lu Che couldn't tell whether it was the pain in his teeth or the pain in his heart.

"I have pretty bad luck. Can smiling more really make my luck better?" Lu Che asked.

Tao Yao was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer him. After thinking for a moment, she replied, "Of course. If you don't believe me, why don't you smile now and see?"

Lu Che had no idea what she was up to, so he forced a perfunctory smile and said, "I laughed."

Tao Yao quickly shook her head and said, "Your smile isn't genuine. It won't work."

This time, Lu Che was actually amused by Tao Yao's inexplicable seriousness in competing. He looked at her helplessly and said, "Arnold, what are you trying to do?"

Tao Yao grinned. She really couldn't act. Nothing could be hidden from Lu Che's eyes.

The next moment, Tao Yao raised a fist in front of Lu Che's eyes, shook it, looked at Lu Che with a smile, and said, "Here, the lucky thing is coming."

"What are you doing..." Lu Che smiled helplessly as he pried her fist apart.

With five fingers spread out, a wooden plaque lay quietly in Tao Yao's palm. In the middle of the wooden plaque was engraved the word "Che" in blue ink. It was the token of Wuyan Pavilion, representing the identity of Wuyan Pavilion killer Lu Che.

Lu Che took the token from her with surprise, and rubbed it carefully in his hand. It was definitely his token.

"How did you get it back?" Lu Che asked.

Tao Yao spread her hands, made a face at Lu Che, and said nothing.

Lu Che had no choice but to smile knowingly. He pulled Tao Yao's wrist and shook it, saying, "Please, good Arnold, tell me. How did you get it back?"

He didn't know how to act coquettishly, so his request sounded particularly strange, giving Tao Yao goosebumps.

Tao Yao pushed his hand away and said with a smile, "How can I get it back? Of course I have to ask Chu Huanjun for it."

Lu Che said "Oh" and his expression instantly dimmed. He seemed a little disappointed.

Tao Yao couldn't quite fathom his feelings, so she tentatively added, "Didn't I say Chu Huanjun is actually quite a good person? This token is very important to you, and he didn't intend to force you to stay. He handed it over to me before you woke up."

Lu Che said nothing more, and continued walking. He had long legs, and he walked very fast, leaving Tao Yao far behind.

Tao Yao was calling Lu Che's name from behind while running after him with all her might. She didn't notice that Lu Che suddenly stopped and she didn't have time to brake. She crashed into Lu Che's iron-like back, causing a dull pain in her nose.

Lu Che's voice suddenly drifted over from the front: "Since he's so kind, then you should go back and find him. He probably hasn't returned to the capital yet, so it's still not too late for you to go."

Tao Yao touched her bruised nose and rushed to Lu Che, shouting, "Lu Che, what do you mean by saying these incomprehensible things?"