Shocking! The entire court was drooling with envy because of me.

Night falls.

Duke Lu locked himself in his room, applying layer upon layer of powder to his face. At first glance, his face looked as if it had been fished out of a flour jar.

Above his pale face were two dark eyebrows, and his lips were painted bright red.

"I never thought I'd see you like this in my old age. I really want to find an artist to paint your portrait!" Madam Lu covered her mouth and chuckled.

She simply couldn't help but laugh at the scene.

Duke Lu's eyes widened, and his two dark eyebrows instantly formed the character "八" (eight).

"What's so funny? Our son dresses like this all the time!"

"Our son looks like a handsome young man when he puts on makeup, but you look like a clown in an opera when you put on makeup!" Madam Lu was already laughing so hard she was bent over.

She could hold back when Duke Lu didn't speak, but once he started talking, she couldn't hold it in any longer.

"You're still laughing!" Duke Lu's eyebrows stood up even higher.

Madam Lu forced herself to speak: "Alright, alright, let's go."

So she quickly turned and walked out the door. She really didn't dare to look at Duke Lu any longer; she couldn't help herself if she did.

Duke Lu took a long breath and mentally prepared himself for a long time before finally managing to walk to the door.

The thought of running into someone I know while looking like this would ruin my reputation.

So he got stuck at the door again and couldn't get out for a long time.

"Are you coming or not?" Madam Lu had already taken ten or so steps when she turned around and saw that Lu Guozheng was standing at the door in a daze.

"Madam, if I run into someone I know like this..."

"Didn't you consider this possibility when you were putting on your makeup?" Madam Lu said speechlessly. "Are you going or not? If not, I'm leaving!"

How could he bear to part with that wonderful hot pot?

He's been preparing and looking forward to it all day; it would be a waste to give up now.

She even confused her own son for no reason.

"Yes, of course I'll go!"

With a determined effort, he stepped out of the room.

Just as he reached Madam Lu, he suddenly seemed to remember something: "Wait a minute, I'm going to get something!"

He dashed back into the house in a flash.

When they came out again, they saw that the person was wearing a veil on his head.

The so-called "mili" is a kind of conical hat that covers the head and feet. It was used by women in ancient times to protect themselves from wind and sand and to block their vision.

Duke Lu had a sudden inspiration and directly put on Lady Lu's veil.

"Wearing it like that, people who don't know her would think she's a young lady from a wealthy family going out." Madam Lu chuckled.

Duke Lu: "Let's go, let's go, it's better than running into acquaintances on the road."

He will remove the veil when he reaches the Lotus Flower Pavilion.

The two left the mansion, boarded a carriage, and traveled to their destination, Lotus Flower Pavilion.

Mrs. Lu got out of the car first, and said jokingly, "Miss Lu, get out of the car, there's no one at the door."

Duke Lu, like a thief, peeked out and looked around before cautiously jumping off the carriage.

"Go, go, go, hurry up!"

Just as the two reached the door, a shout came from behind them:

"Are you Madam Lu and Young Master Lu?"

The two stopped abruptly, their bodies stiffening instantly.

It's like what I feared most has come to pass; at the very last moment, someone has appeared.

Madam Lu took a deep breath, a polite smile playing on her lips, and turned around: "Who are you?"

"I'm Song He's mother!" Madam Song said hurriedly, quickly reaching Madam Lu. "You're here for the hot pot feast too, right?"

"That's right, you and Song He are here for the hot pot banquet too, right?" Madam Lu asked.

She heard from her son that she came to Lotus Pavilion with Song He last night, and Song He must have also received an invitation.

"We're here for the hot pot feast," Mrs. Song said, somewhat hesitantly, "but..."

"But what?"

"The person in the car wasn't Song He, but his father..."

"???" Madam Lu was stunned. What was going on?

"To avoid being exposed, his father wore my protective shield, but I still thought it wasn't safe enough, so I waited for you in the shadows."

"I've heard that Young Master Lu is always dashing and loves to wear makeup. I was thinking, if someone says his father is impersonating someone else, could you help us cover for him?"

"Tell me, tell me that Song He also learned to apply makeup from Lu Yan. It was her first time applying makeup, and she was shy and didn't want to see anyone, so she wore a veil."

After saying that, Madam Song looked at Madam Lu with a nervous expression.

Mrs. Lu almost laughed.

No, I really want to laugh.

She bit her lower lip hard, trying not to laugh out loud.

"I wonder if Young Master Lu would be willing to help us? I heard from Ah Yan that you two have always had a good relationship..."

Madam Lu couldn't hold back any longer: "Miss Lu, is it alright?"

His tone was clearly tinged with amusement.

"Huh? What young lady?" Madam Song looked completely bewildered.

"snort!"

A low, cold snort sounded, tinged with resentment.

Duke Lu whirled around and threw back the veil: "Song Ji! Get down from the carriage right now! What's the point of all this hiding?!"

"ah--"

"A ghost!"

Madam Song shouted and took two steps back in alarm!

Lanterns hung at the entrance of the Lotus Blossom Pavilion. In the dim light, Duke Lu's pale face paired with bright red lips was simply breathtaking.

Even if it's not exactly the same as a ghost, it's not far off.

Lord Song Ji, sitting in the carriage, couldn't help but shudder.

He was sneaking around tonight; he was already feeling guilty.

He felt even more guilty when someone suddenly called him by his full name.

Fortunately, he recognized the voice; he saw it every day, even during court sessions.

"Duke Lu," he said, stepping down from the carriage and bowing respectfully. "I never expected to meet you tonight. It's truly a pleasure to meet you."

"Nice to meet you? I'm so unlucky to run into you here. Don't tell anyone about this!!" Duke Lu frowned.

Even at his age, he still values ​​his reputation.

If I had known, he would have just worn a veil, and wouldn't have needed to put on makeup.

Unfortunately, they didn't quite grasp the concept.

Lord Song: "I won't tell, of course I won't tell. I will remember your expression forever."

Duke Lu: "..."

I feel like someone has caught me red-handed.

"Alright, alright, since things have come to this, let's cover for each other," Madam Lu said with a smile.

"You two can go together, since you're good brothers anyway. I'll go with Mrs. Song. We'll go first."

As she spoke, she reached out and took Mrs. Song's arm.

Madam Song: "Yes, yes, yes, that couldn't be better!"

They walked together, and later they'll sit together and eat hot pot.

If those two men cause any embarrassing trouble, they should stay far away so they don't have nowhere to hide.