Today's breakfast was placed on the stone table in the yard. Young Master Jiu sat at the stone table, but he had no appetite to move his chopsticks. His attention was all focused on Gong Meier standing beside him. After seeing her cheeks pink, her head was hanging down, and she looked like she was not awake. She opened her mouth slightly and yawned secretly, then closed her eyes. She was probably very sleepy. Suddenly she staggered, Young Master Jiu hurriedly stood up to help her, but Lu Zhiyin took the lead.

"Miss Mei'er, be careful."

Lu Zhiyin gently instructed that he had appeared just enough, as if he was destined. Young Master Jiu stood there, just raised his hand and put it down again. The scene was really awkward.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu." Gong Mei'er still lowered her head and turned a blind eye to Young Master Ninth's actions.

"You don't have to be polite. Brother Xiao is so familiar. Just have breakfast, so there is no need to stand up to greet me." Lu Zhiyin said while winking at Young Master Ninth, meaning that he helped him clear the siege.

Young Master Ninth lowered his head and sat down again. He was really mute now and could not tell if he had any pain.

Although Lu Zhiyin is only one year older than Master Jiu, he is much more mature than Master Jiu. He can maintain his elegant image at any time and never get lost because of anything. He is eating breakfast at this moment. Even if he wants to ask Gong Meier to leave Xie Luozhai for a while, he will not see any panic or nervous expression on his face. What Master Jiu hates the most is his appearance. From childhood to adulthood, Lu Zhiyin will give people a feeling that he is fully confident in anything. In fact, he is not sure. He just can be in danger no matter when he is in danger.

About a stick of incense had passed, and Lu Zhiyin finished the breakfast.

"Thank you, Brother Xiao, for your hospitality. Lu is going back home."

Of course, Young Master Nine would not forget what he promised him. He waved his hand and said to Gong Meier reluctantly: "Bong Meier, go and see Lu Zhiyin off."

"yes."

Gong Meier has a good impression of Lu Zhiyin. She always thinks that he is a very well-educated young man, especially with the background of the Ninth Master, his advantages are even more magnified. Although the night spent in Lu's mansion made Gong Meier feel that being Lu Zhiyin's girl was a very hard work, for a time traveler who only wants stability, having such a normal master is actually much more safe than Xie Luozhai.

"Miss Mei'er, actually, I came to the General's Mansion yesterday, not just to celebrate Zhiyu's birthday." On the way, Lu Zhiyin suddenly spoke.

"Oh? Then what else does Mr. Lu have to do?"

Lu Zhiyin stopped. The weather has become colder these days, and Gong Meier has also worn more clothes. Her oval face is already a bit baby fat. After wearing thick clothes, it feels a bit chubby, but Gong Meier's chubby and Zhiyude's chubby are not the same chubby, and Lu Zhiyin can't describe it. In short, it's very cute.

"See you."

Lu Zhiyin's gentle voice came into Gong Meier's ears. His confession gave Gong Meier a very different feeling, unlike the intense and upset feeling that the Ninth Master gave her. It was a very comfortable feeling, like the warm sun in early winter, gentle but not warm. Gong Meier was a little shy, lowered her head gently and said, "Young Master Lu, don't joke about me."

"Miss Mei'er, I'm not kidding."

"Young Master Lu..." Gong Meier wanted to say something, but she couldn't speak.

"Miss Mei'er, I just want to ask you something today." Without saying a few words, Lu Zhiyin went straight to the point. He always spoke and did things brittle.

"Please speak with Mr. Lu."

"I wonder if Miss Mei'er is willing to leave the General's Mansion and Xie Luozhai. I wonder if Miss is willing to follow me back to Lu Mansion?"

Things were too sudden, and Gong Meier could not make a decision in such a short time. But there was a thought of leaving Xie Luozhai. Young Master Jiu will soon get married, and Xie Luozhai will soon have a mistress. Whether she is really the girl of Young Master Jiu, in the eyes of many girls of Xie Luozhai, she is indeed the girl of Young Master Jiu. She is her, Gong Meier does not want to be Young Master Jiu's concubine, but what will those gossip girls think? What will Xie Luozhai’s mistress think in the future? It is really difficult for her to survive in Xie Luozhai.

Seeing that Gong Meier hadn't spoken for a long time, Lu Zhiyin said again: "Miss Meier, you can think about it carefully, there is no need to reply to me today."

"But... will Young Master Nine allow it?"

Gong Meier finally spoke. This was what she was most worried about. Her contract for selling her body was still in the hands of Young Master Jiu.

"I talked with Brother Xiao last night. He said, whether to go or stay, you will choose this time yourself."

Choosing in person? Gong Meier was so flattered that Young Master Ninth could say such words.

"Let's think about it for now. I will come here tomorrow morning. If I don't come in, I will wait at the door. If you follow me, come out. If you don't follow me, put a rose at the door. When I see the rose, I will leave by myself."

Gong Meier nodded. The two of them walked together for a while.

"Just send it here, it's almost at the gate."

"Young Master Lu walks slowly."

Lu Zhiyin took a few steps, suddenly turned around and said to Gong Meier: "I hope that tomorrow I will see Miss Gong Meier at the gate, not a rose."

Gong Meier smiled at him. Her smile was like a rose in the dew, tender but not charming. In fact, Gong Meier already had an answer in her heart at this time, and how could the smart Lu Zhiyin not see the answer in her eyes?

Gong Meier returned along the way and walked very slowly. It was already the time to return to Xie Luozhai. Young Master Jiu was still sitting in the yard. The breakfast on the stone table had been taken over, but he still didn't move the newly placed refreshment. He heard the sound of Xie Luozhai's courtyard door being pushed open and turned his head to look. He saw Gong Meier also looking at him, with eyes facing him. He was about to say something, but the next second, Gong Meier lowered her eyes, lowered her head slightly, passed by him, and returned to her room.

Young Master Ninth understood that Gong Meier was drawing a clear line with herself. She clearly divided the boundary between them, as if the past feelings were just Nan Ke’s dream. Those beautiful and sweet things were just Nan Ke’s dream.

At night, Young Master Jiu was lying on the bed. He did not take off his clothes or close his eyes. He lay quietly like this, as if waiting for someone. After a while, the door was knocked on. Young Master Jiu slowly sat up. He finally waited for the person he was waiting for. He walked to the door, took a deep breath and opened the door. Gong Meier, who was standing at the door, was wearing a pink shirt and a rouge face. As if she had been carefully dressed up, she opened her red lips slightly and called softly: "Young Master Jiu."

Young Master Jiu's heart trembled. He was so afraid of this moment.

"Mei'er, come in and talk." He said.

Gong Meier walked in. Young Master Jiu picked up the teapot and wanted to pour a cup of tea for Gong Meier, but his hands trembled violently and fell on his hand. But he didn't shout and couldn't feel the pain. But for some reason, tears from the corners of his eyes were pouring out one by one, and he couldn't control it. Gong Meier walked behind Young Master Jiu and hugged him.

"Young Master Nine, don't do this."

His eight-foot-foot man is now crying like a child. He gently moved the hand that slinged Gong Meier around his waist, and then said, "Meier, just say whatever you want to say."

His voice was a little choked, but even so, it could not change Gong Meier's thoughts. Gong Meier knelt down gently.

"Young Master Nine, please let me go with Mr. Lu."

Young Master Ninth turned around and condescending Gong Meier, but he no longer had the sense of superiority of being above all else.

"Since you have decided, let him go."

Gong Meier gently touched her forehead on the ground, then stood up and walked out of Xie Luozhai without looking back.

Only then did the Ninth Young Master completely collapse. He was a little unsteady and knelt on the ground with a plop, tears flowing freely, but it was silent and sad.

When she returned to the house to pack up her things, Gong Meier realized that nothing belonged to her. She picked up the palm fan on the head of the bed, smiled and touched the fan, and then touched it, and before she knew it, it was dawn. She was not sleepy at all, and tidied up her hair and prepared to leave. She wanted to take the palm fan away, but she still placed it on the bed. To say goodbye, just be thorough. She stood at the door of the house and bowed deeply to everything inside.

She quietly left Xie Luozhai, happy or troubled, and finally ended. The road to the gate of the General's Mansion did not pass through the back garden, but she still went around and looked around and said she was not reluctant to let go, that was fake. After a circle, she reached the gate. When she was about to push the door out, someone behind her suddenly grabbed her.

Gong Meier turned around in confusion and saw that the person coming was Master Jiu.

Young Master Jiu was panting, obviously running all the way. He stuffed a palm fan and a piece of paper to Gongmeier, and then turned his head to leave. He had not been asleep last night and sat at the window until he saw Gongmeier walking out of Xie Luozhai. He went to her room to look at it, but saw the palm fan he had given to her on the bed. He thought about what she should have left. He was about to run out, but he remembered that Gongmeier's body sale contract was still in his hands, which was a symbol of her freedom, and he shouldn't have been detained until now. So he went back to the house to find Gongmeier's body sale contract, and took the palm fan, and chased him out.

Gong Meier opened the paper and it turned out to be her Gong Meier's contract to sell her body.

"Young Master Nine!" She called out to him.

Young Master Jiu stopped hearing her voice.

"Thank you," she said again.

Young Master Nine turned around and saw her smiling at him. He asked, "Why isn't me?"

"Because, what I want, Young Master Jiu doesn't understand."

"What if I say I understand?"

Gong Meier smiled and shook her head, turned around and prepared to leave.

"A lifetime, one pair."

The Ninth Young Master's voice rang behind Gong Meier.

He understood, of course, that from the first sight he saw her, from the first time he saw her clear eyes, he understood. However, he was in the general's house and had never helped himself.

A warm liquid flowed out of Gong Meier's eyes, but she pushed open the door and left here.

She once read a poem in the 21st century, saying that since then, Xiao Lang has been a passerby.

From then on, Xiao Lang was a passerby, and what he was talking about was her mood at this moment.
Chapter completed!