Chapter 752: 98. Setting a trap

98. Setting a trap

By the courtyard wall, Li Wan turned back and asked:

"A-Liang, why do you suddenly have time to eat? Don't you sleep during the day and have to work the night shift in the evening? I heard that you changed from the day shift to the night shift in the dining hall."

She had just woken up, and originally she was still a bit sleepy when she went out early in the morning, but hearing Ouyang Rong's words, her expression couldn't help but be a bit curious.

Ouyang Rong's face was extremely calm, saying:

"I'm resting these two days, and I happen to be free at night."

"So that's how it is."

Li Wan nodded, with a gentle smile:

"You should rest. It's not easy for you to do this, staying up late every day. You must pay attention to your body. After all, you are not a Qi Refiner like Jinghong and Miss Liu Qing. You and I both have to take it easy and can't learn from them to stay up late to cultivate."

"Mm, understood, Madam Li."

Ouyang Rong nodded and continued to ask: "May I ask when Young Master Lu will return?"

Li Wan shook her head and complained:

"This stinky boy, he doesn't return home even when he has time recently. I ask him what he is doing in the Bamboo Hall, and he won't say. I can't say for sure when he will return. Why, does A-Liang have something to find him for? Suddenly saying you want to eat and get together?"

She asked jokingly, with some probing meaning.

Under the quiet gaze of the noble lady, the wooden young man said calmly:

"Madam Li can go and ask. There's nothing much; it's mainly because we haven't seen each other for a long time, and it's hard to have time, so naturally, I want to see everyone."

"Is that so..."

Li Wan showed a hesitant expression.

Ouyang Rong didn't urge her, just said calmly:

"I'm preparing to make some signature dishes. Besides Young Master Lu, I will also invite Miss Song, Miss Yu, and them... and Sha Ergou..."

Hearing the three words "Miss Song," Li Wan looked sideways, and the hesitant expression on her face disappeared quite a bit.

This scene fell into the eyes of Ouyang Rong on the side.

She pondered for a moment and asked:

"How about this, I will go and mention it to him. If Jinghong has something to do and can't come, I hope A-Liang won't blame him. I was also worried about this before. You know his temperament; he is a bit impatient with me, and I don't want to touch his bad luck. It's fine if he blames me, but I'm afraid he will spoil your fun."

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "No, Young Master Lu is still very reasonable in such matters."

"Mm-hmm, I hope so."

Li Wan responded casually, looked at him again, and confirmed again:

"A-Liang, you also invited Miss Song, right?"

"Mm, I will call her." Ouyang Rong nodded, "But I don't know if she will come."

He said as if he didn't care:

"I don't know if she will be like Young Master

Lu, too busy to come. Madam Li, if Young Master Lu is really busy, it's fine; we can get together next time..."

Li Wan heard this, her expression became much more solemn, and her tone was serious:

"A-Liang, you are the reasonable one. If that stinky boy had half of your steadiness, I would laugh in my dreams. Alright, then I will go and ask. If he is really busy, I will persuade him to put aside the things at hand... By the way, when are you planning to eat?"

Ouyang Rong answered:

"It's either tonight or tomorrow night, depending on everyone's time. Because after these two days, I have to go and busy myself with other things..."

The two roughly agreed on a time.

Madam Chen's purchasing room goes down the mountain the day after tomorrow during the day, so calculating this, Ouyang Rong only had two days to prepare for going down the mountain. It could be considered racing against time.

He looked at Li Wan, who was completely unaware, without changing his expression.

Ouyang Rong naturally hoped that Lu Jinghong could come, and it was even for the sake of this plate of vinegar that he wrapped the dumplings.

However, Ouyang Rong didn't show it at all throughout the process.

The Li Wan mother and son were both people who wouldn't release the hawk until they saw the rabbit, and they were both smart people, and smart people were the most troublesome... Naturally, he couldn't let them know what Ouyang Rong had done to their Lu family ancestral grave.

Even more so, he couldn't let them know about that blood-bronze gate in the tomb... they might turn against him.

"Alright then, I'll trouble Madam Li to bring a message."

After thanking her, Ouyang turned and returned to the room.

Leaving only Li Wan in place, her eyes looking at his back...

Returning to the room, Ouyang Rong washed up simply and fell asleep.

He slept until the evening of that day, didn't have a single dream throughout the process, and was very comfortable.

Ouyang Rong looked at the sunset scenery outside the window, stretched, went to open the door, and leisurely tidied up the courtyard.

After about half an hour, the chores were finished.

He also left a letter on the table to prevent A-Qing from returning to the courtyard halfway and worrying about his safety when she saw he wasn't there.

He didn't need to work the night shift tonight; Chen Jiaxin had already arranged for someone to replace him.

Ouyang Rong strode out the door to look for people.

First, he went to the Autumn Hall to invite Song Zhian.

He couldn't get into the Autumn Hall and could only ask the Yue woman guarding the door to bring a message for him.

Since someone was passing the message, Ouyang Rong didn't wait long at the entrance of the Autumn Hall and went directly to the next stop, to the Peach Hall to find Yu Mili, and then to the Bamboo Hall side...

A full day had passed.

There was no clear reply from the Li Wan mother and son, but Ouyang Rong didn't intend to wait anymore.

The dinner party he promised to hold still needed people.

He got up late today and probably couldn't eat, so it would be tomorrow night. First, go call people and agree to have dinner tomorrow night.

Ten thousand

thousand to one, Lu Jinghong didn't come tomorrow night, then so be it; he could wait until the next time he went down the mountain to find another opportunity...

Because this time he decided to go down the mountain temporarily, and he left in a hurry, so he wasn't well prepared.

However, he wasn't wandering around blindly this time he went down the mountain. He could also deal with the matter of the informant sent by Yan Liulang, which was also one of the things Ouyang Rong valued most.

As for that bronze gate in Lu Changgeng's tomb, it was more of an unexpected encounter and a bonus; all of it could be put aside for now. Dealing with serious matters was urgent; one couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry...

However, according to Ouyang Rong's deep understanding of Lu Jinghong, as long as it was an occasion where Song Zhian was present, he would likely show up. This was called precision fishing.

Ouyang Rong nodded.

Dusk at sunset.

Curling smoke rose in the courtyard.

In the kitchen, Ouyang Rong had been busy all afternoon, and the dinner hadn't been made yet.

He was a bit sleepy from the heat of the firewood. He didn't need to work the night shift recently, and adjusting his schedule, he was naturally a bit sleepy during the day.

He simply walked out of the kitchen and came to the well.

In the sunset, he drew a basin of golden well water and washed his face.

Ouyang Rong wiped the water droplets on his face, let out a long breath, and looked at the sunset.

Looking at the time, they should be arriving soon.

Song Zhian and Yu Mili both replied that they would come.

Sha Ergou went without saying.

Only Lu Jinghong's side was ambiguous. Li Wan said that Lu Jinghong would see the situation and let them eat first.

Sunning in the sunset and resting for a while, Ouyang Rong turned and returned to the kitchen.

In the southeast corner of the kitchen, there was a window that was often covered, which was opened by him today.

Ouyang Rong and Li Wan's side-by-side courtyards were already in a remote location, in the corner of this small island, and outside were all lush red-leaf forests.

Through this window in the kitchen, one could see the lush red-leaf trees outside.

Ouyang Rong usually kept it closed to prevent mosquitoes and insects from coming in.

When he passed by, he pursed his lips and glanced at it.

In the afternoon, he actually cooked two meals.

The first meal was specially fed to the Female Immortal.

After eating and drinking enough, Miaosi rode the bronze scroll contentedly, slipped out through this window in the kitchen, and disappeared without a trace.

The bamboo tube that Ouyang Rong often wore had been taken off, and it was empty, left on the side.

Ouyang Rong looked at the window in a daze for a moment, returned to the stove, and continued to prepare the second dinner.

That was the dinner to entertain his little friends.

He deliberately did it a bit slower.

About a quarter of an hour later, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Ouyang Rong in the kitchen shouted.

The courtyard door was pushed open.

Two sets of footsteps approached, and at the same time, the little lady's voice came.

"Brother Liu, your courtyard is really clean."

Yu Mili praised:

"Eh, you are still cooking."

Ouyang Rong looked back and saw Yu Mili had already appeared at the door, curiously looking into the kitchen.

Ouyang Rong shifted his gaze behind her, only to see Song Zhian standing behind Yu Mili.

Song Zhian was taller and was looking into the kitchen silently over Yu Mili's shoulder.

Ouyang Rong walked over with a smile and greeted:

"You guys rest first. There are two more dishes. Ergou is coming, so I made more dishes... but when everyone is here, we can start eating."

"Mm-hmm, good." Yu Mili naturally wouldn't urge him; instead, she nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and encouraged: "Brother Liu, take your time, don't rush. Making it delicious is the most important thing."

Ouyang Rong smiled and turned to look at the tall little lady behind her.

"Miss Song, how have you been recently?"

"Fine. Brother Liu."

After Song Zhian greeted him, she didn't speak and remained quiet.

Ouyang Rong found that after staying in the Autumn Hall for a long time, he didn't know what she had experienced, but Song Zhian's whole temperament had become more introverted and profound, her words had become fewer, and she was somewhat silent and quiet.

Or rather, the topics between the two sides had become fewer, and they were no longer the newcomers starting from scratch like before.

Right now, she was a promising Autumn Hall Yue woman, and her cultivation was almost at the eighth grade.

She had pulled away from the gap with Ouyang Rong and other little friends on the surface.

There was a sense of a gap that was gradually drifting away.

Just like this snow-white Wu skirt on her body.

Song Zhian stopped at the greasy kitchen door. The white skirt formed a sharp contrast with the kitchen. Even if she stepped into the kitchen, she would look out of place no matter how you looked at it.

After a long absence, Song Zhian being able to come on time tonight was already very considerate of old feelings, perhaps also because Ouyang Rong personally went to invite her yesterday evening, but she didn't treat Ouyang Rong as an ordinary miscellaneous cook, but as an old friend.

Although Ouyang Rong had this younger sister A-Qing and had the favor of Little Fairy Li, he really wasn't an ordinary cook.

But the rule of the Cloud Dream Sword Marsh was that Yue women had to abandon the family ties of the mountain and serve the Yuanjun wholeheartedly.

Not to mention the direct disciples of the Female Monarch Hall like A-Qing, even the noble Hidden Name Female Monarch couldn't be an exception; they were all treated equally.

Moreover, Song Zhian being able to enter the Autumn Hall was originally one in a hundred, outstanding.

That Miss Liu Qing was very powerful, far ahead, but she, Song Zhian, wasn't bad either. In terms of spirit, she didn't need to spontaneously feel inferior.

Just like Song Zhian's attitude toward Chen Jiaxin, who had repeatedly extended olive branches before.

The silly and big-hearted Yu Mili couldn't perceive this sense of speechlessness that gradually separated the levels, and she muttered to herself.

But Ouyang Rong and Song Zhian were both very sharp and understood each other without speaking.

Ouyang Rong didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Song Zhian's quiet and indifferent attitude in front of old friends; everything followed fate, and things took their natural course.

Moreover, her being able to come tonight had already secretly helped him a lot...

Ouyang Rong greeted them with a smile, took them to rest in the room, and waited for the food and Sha Ergou and the others.

On the way, Song Zhian took another look at Brother Liu, whose smiles and words had increased a lot.

Not long after, the courtyard door was pushed open again.

"Brother Liu!"

Sha Ergou walked in carelessly. As soon as he entered the door, he drilled into the kitchen... but soon, he was driven out by Ouyang Rong for stealing food.

With Sha Ergou's arrival, the room became lively again.

He and Yu Mili had a lot to say, and they could talk to each other; the two of them could liven up the atmosphere on the field.

Ouyang Rong cooked a bit slowly today, but Yu Mili, Sha Ergou, and the others didn't mean to urge him.

Until Lu Jinghong arrived.

"Brother Liu has worked hard."

As soon as he entered the door, Lu Jinghong shouted toward the kitchen and then looked at the main room.

"I thought Young Master Lu wouldn't come."

Ouyang Rong greeted.

"Brother Liu treats us with good wine and good food, how can I not come?"

While the two were talking, Yu Mili, Song Zhian, and others also walked out of the room.

Everyone gathered in the courtyard.

Lu Jinghong looked around and smiled as if he had just discovered it:

"Miss Song is here too?"

Li Wan also arrived late and entered the door.

She looked at her son's expression, which didn't know how to speak, and then looked at Song Zhian.

She immediately greeted familiarly:

"Long time no see, Miss Song..."

Lu Jinghong followed behind his eloquent mother.

Li Wan turned back and said:

"Jinghong, go to the back kitchen and help A-Liang."

"Alright."

Just like the last time they ate, Li Wan instructed Lu Jinghong.

Ouyang Rong looked at the backs of this mother and son without changing his expression.

Everyone divided into two teams.

Lu Jinghong followed Ouyang Rong to the kitchen.

Others went to the main room.

In the kitchen, Lu Jinghong was helping out

and was somewhat absent-minded.

Ouyang Rong naturally saw it, ignored it, and continued to prepare the two dishes that had been delayed for a long time.

Lu Jinghong was a bit lazy. After Ouyang Rong called him to take bowls and chopsticks from the cabinet by the window, he kept lingering by the window.

Suddenly, a sound came from the cabinet.

"What's wrong?"

Ouyang Rong turned his head and saw that it was Lu Jinghong who didn't hold a bowl steadily; it fell into the cabinet, which was why the sound came.

"No... nothing."

Lu Jinghong forced a smile and waved his hand at Ouyang Rong.

I saw that the brocade-clothed young man was standing with his back to the window sill, vaguely blocking the outside.

"Oh."

Ouyang Rong nodded, as if he hadn't noticed anything, and continued to lower his head to stir-fry.

Seeing the wooden young man turn his head back and not pay attention to this side anymore, Lu Jinghong breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, he turned his head back and looked at the movement outside the window... **Chapter 753**

Seeing the wooden youth turn his head away and no longer pay attention to this side, Lu Jinghong let out a slight sigh of relief.

A moment later, he turned his head again and glanced at the strange movement outside the window...