The Lu family in Jinling has been passed down for hundreds of years and has produced countless famous scholars and scholars. The sixth master, Lu Hui, is a leader among the Lu family. He is a gentleman like Heng, and his feathers are shining brightly.
He is regarded by the aristocratic family as a model for nurturing his children, and he is also an existence that countless girls in the boudoir want to show their affection to, but are daunted by.
Except for the down-and-out lady who lives in the mansion, her nephew's unmarried wife, her thoughts are too obvious, and the methods she uses are also very bold based on her beauty.
But Lu Hui had always been upright and prudent, and remained unmoved in the face of the ripples of eyes that were flowing towards him intentionally or unintentionally.
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Yuehang's family fell into decline, and he was living under someone else's roof.
No matter how much she tries to please her, she can't stop her childhood sweetheart from changing her heart.
Feeling sad, Yuehang decided not to hang himself on the crooked tree.
Lu Hui was kind to her, and Yue Hang didn't want to focus on him, but he always blocked her way, forcing her to have his idea.
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Lu Zhan admires free and unrestrained women, but his fiancée is more than dignified but not smart enough, like a flower without fragrance.
Faced with her low-brow flattery, he never looked down upon her.
Later, Lu Zhan was injured when he was out on official business. Lu Zhan was almost bleeding out, but in front of his eyes was the image of her asking him with tears in her eyes if he was being punished by the family.
He managed to hold on for a breath and couldn't wait to see her when he came back.
Under the rockery pavilion, he saw his always dignified and graceful fiancée Jiaojiao sitting on the table, her delicate white fingers twisting a wolf hair to mess with the book of the man in front of her, the red mark on her wrist was dazzling...
And his sixth uncle, who never allowed women to get close to him and was very strict about etiquette, showed no displeasure at all.
Intention: The hall is full of beauties, but suddenly I am alone with the others.
