There’s Something Wrong With These Demonic Women!

Chapter 269: Is His Name Lu Xun?

Chapter 269: Is His Name Lu Xun?

When Su Jingyi heard from Mu Qingshuang that her lover's last name was Lu, she directly crushed the teacup in her hand, looking at her with a bewildered expression. Observing the charming widow lying on the bed sighing, a terrifying thought kept surfacing in her mind.

Although this thought had occurred several times before, it had been refuted by various iron-like evidence. However, now, from Mu Qingshuang's confirmation, it was possible that their lovers were the same man.

"Huh? What's wrong with you?" Mu Qingshuang turned her head upon hearing the commotion, only to find Su Jingyi had actually crushed the teacup. She asked angrily, "Why did you crush my teacup? This is a high-quality official kiln tri-colored ware, worth dozens of taels of silver."

Su Jingyi tightly bit her lip, looking at Mu Qingshuang on the bed with a complicated expression. The words that lingered on her lips were hesitant and indecisive. She was afraid that her thoughts would come true. If both of their lovers were Lu Xun, wouldn't that be awkward? No, it would be more than just awkward.

"Hm?"

"What's with that expression? It seems like something's bothering you." Mu Qingshuang noticed something unusual on her best friend's face and asked curiously, "What happened? Everything seemed normal at first, but suddenly you look like this?"

"You..."

Su Jingyi pursed her lips and mumbled, "I heard that your man's last name is... is Lu?"

Oops. I didn't mean to reveal his last name.

Mu Qingshuang felt a bit regretful. She had promised Lu Xun not to mention him in front of Su Jingyi, but she accidentally blurted out his last name. However, on second thought, a surname didn't matter much. Nowadays, there are so many people with the same names and surnames. Even if Jingyi's lover was also called Lu Xun, it doesn't necessarily mean it's the same person. And besides, such a thing is highly unlikely.

"It's Lu as in land." Mu Qingshuang asked casually, "What's wrong? Is your lover also surnamed Lu?"

Lu as in land? That would indeed make them the same Lu!

Su Jingyi became a bit flustered and anxious, accompanied by complex emotions. Hesitatingly, she whispered, "My...my man is also surnamed Lu."

"Ah?"

"Also surnamed Lu?"

Mu Qingshuang's casual inner thoughts turned out to be true. Her eyes were filled with surprise, mixed with a fearful and uneasy expression. She even felt a bit at a loss. Could it be that Jingyi's lover is also called Lu Xun? Sharing the same man with her would be too absurd!

Su Jingyi slowly stood up, came to Mu Qingshuang's side, and sat down. She looked at the bewildered widow on the bed, and with a slightly pursed mouth, she asked in a low voice, "What's your lover's name?"

".."

"What's your lover's name?" Mu Qingshuang asked back.

"He's called... called...."

Even though Lu Xun's name was on the tip of her tongue, Su Jingyi couldn't bring herself to say it. She was afraid that this name might be the same as the charming widow's young man. If that were the case, she wouldn't know what to do.

"Shall we... Shall we say our lover's names together? I'll count to three, and we both say it. How about that?" Mu Qingshuang suggested.

Su Jingyi nodded repeatedly, "Alright, let's do it your way."

"One, two, three."

"Lu You!"

"Lu Fei!"

The cunning sisters both used fake names, attempting to trick each other into revealing the real names. However, their tactics backfired.

The two sisters looked at each other in silence. Suddenly, Mu Qingshuang smiled and said, "Your lover is called Lu You, and mine is called Lu Fei. It seems they are not the same person. Maybe we were too nervous. Even if they share the same name and surname, it doesn't necessarily mean it's the same man. What do you think, Jingyi?"

"Yeah, I feel the same way. Maybe we were overthinking it," Su Jingyi replied softly.

Although they spoke these words, there was a lingering silence between the two sisters. Both women were lost in their own thoughts, avoiding the truth while feeling an urgent need for it. In reality, both sisters knew that the other might be lying, but they dared not expose each other's falsehoods.

If, under certain circumstances, they were indeed sharing the same man, what should they do?

As the two sisters faced this question, neither of them had an answer. If this situation were to develop as they feared, he wouldn't have just two women but four!

Thinking about this, the sisters quietly glanced at each other. When their eyes met, they quickly looked away in confusion. Neither of them had the courage to face the truth and chose to evade reality.

"Jingyi, how's the weather outside?" Mu Qingshuang asked nonchalantly, pretending as if nothing had happened.

"It's not bad."

"Do you want to sit in the pavilion together?" Just as she finished speaking, Su Jingyi suddenly remembered something and apologized, "Forgot that you can't get out of bed."

While talking, Su Jingyi took out a pill and handed it to Mu Qingshuang.

"This is a blood-activating and stasis-removing pill. It can alleviate your swelling and pain," Su Jingyi said.

After swallowing the pill, Mu Qingshuang instantly felt a significant reduction in the fiery discomfort. She couldn't help but roll her eyes and complain, "Why didn't you bring it out earlier? You deliberately hid it, heartless woman."

"Hmph."

"Serves you right!"

Su Jingyi stood up and walked slowly outside. As she walked away, she said, "I'll be waiting for you in the backyard."

Watching her disappear from view, Mu Qingshuang pouted, overwhelmed by an indescribable emotion, a mix of fear, anxiety, and some helplessness.

What if they were indeed sharing the same man? How would they handle it?

Sitting in the pavilion in the backyard, Su Jingyi looked at the stone table in front of her, recalling Zhao Qiuyu's words. The image of a young man lifting Qingshuang, placing her on the stone table in the pavilion, and removing her clothes flashed in her mind.

"Why does this feel..."

"This seems quite similar to Lu Xun's style. That day at Angara's residence, he also lifted me up, placed me on the edge of the warm pool, and then..." Su Jingyi bit her lip tightly, her charming face filled with concern.

What to do? What to do?

If they were really sharing the same man, this situation not only concerned her and Qingshuang but also the demoness and Qingshuang's rival. That would involve four women!

The more Su Jingyi thought about it, the more she felt that the situation was becoming uncontrollable. Just at that moment, Mu Qingshuang slowly walked over, sat beside Su Jingyi, and brought along some pastries and fruits.

"Does your man like osmanthus cake?" Mu Qingshuang picked up a piece of osmanthus cake, slowly put it into her mouth, and chewed gently.

Su Jingyi shook her head and replied thoughtfully, "He likes to eat fruit, such as kumquats."

"That sour thing, what's so delicious about it?" Mu Qingshuang picked up the teacup, took a sip of the clear tea inside, and said lightly, "Jingyi, have you ever thought that we would see this day—having men in our lives?"

Su Jingyi shook her head and gracefully picked up a piece of osmanthus cake, bringing it to her lips. She gently bit off half of it, murmuring, "I did think about you; that you will definitely have a man in the future, after all, you can't endure loneliness."

"It's not me who can't endure loneliness. Clearly, it's you who can't. Maybe the world doesn't know, including Yueyan and Qiuyu, but I know you the best." Mu Qingshuang rolled her eyes at her, teasingly saying, "Actually, our Fairy Su is quite a lustful woman, but it's just not evident from her appearance."

Su Jingyi snorted coldly, saying unkindly, "Can't you be more reserved? Always speaking such nonsense in front of me. Are you like this in front of your man too?"

"He likes me to take the initiative."

"But...it depends. On certain occasions, naturally one has to be reserved and subtle. But it's a different story when it comes to intimacy." Mu Qingshuang raised an eyebrow, casually asking, "What about you? How do you behave in front of your man?"

"I..." Su Jingyi opened her mouth, a hint of blush crawling up her cheeks, unable to achieve the straightforwardness of the widow. She turned away and mumbled, "It also depends on the situation."

"That's like saying nothing at all." Mu Qingshuang curled her lips, poured a cup of tea for her good sister, and whispered, "Don't choke; your Lu Lang will be heartbroken."

At the mention of the term "Lu Lang," Su Jingyi's heart trembled suddenly. She picked up the teacup, took a sip, and glanced at her from the corner of her eye. She looked at her dearest sister, having many words in her heart but not knowing how to say them.

In the following time, the sisters ate pastries and drank tea, chatting about unrelated topics. They seemed to have reached some unspoken agreement to avoid the topic of their lovers with the last name "Lu."

"Ah, do you still remember our first meeting?" Mu Qingshuang asked with a smile.

Su Jingyi nodded, answering softly, "Of course, you had just lost your husband, the husband you had not yet married. You should have been grieving, but you were smiling. At that time, you provoked the anger of the crowd. If I hadn't protected you, you might have been taken out and beheaded."

"Hehehe."

"By the way, why did you help me?" Mu Qingshuang curiously asked.

"There's no particular reason. It was just a small favor." Su Jingyi paused and sighed, "I didn't expect that from that point onward, we would become inseparable sisters."

As the conversation dropped into a silent lull, Su Jingyi turned her head and looked at Mu Qingshuang.

"Qingshuang."

"If..."

Su Jingyi just opened her mouth but swallowed the words back. She bit her lips and hesitated before saying, "The name Lu Fei you mentioned... is it actually a pseudonym?"

"And the name Lu You you mentioned, is it real?" Mu Qingshuang didn't dare to look at her, saying softly, turning her face aside.

For a while, the atmosphere fell silent once again.

Finally, unable to bear it, Su Jingyi took a deep breath, turned to look at Mu Qingshuang, and asked sincerely, "Is his name Lu /collection/257029