Quickly wear: The male protagonist Jue Si is manipulated by a pregnant Jiaojiao

This was what Lu Huai saw when he stood under the eaves.

Parents’ love...

Emperor Qi doesn’t love her, and Concubine Mei doesn’t love her either?

So, she had already guessed that the assassin was fake, or she was disappointed with Emperor Qi and Concubine Mei and didn't want to help them anymore.

Lu Huai didn't want to care about this issue, but he couldn't help but look at her again.

Maybe she wasn't that stupid.

Nanzhi had no appetite for dinner and didn't eat much. Lian'er wanted to persuade her to eat more, and then she saw Lu Huai coming in.

Lian Er quickly saluted, "Sir."

Lu Huai raised his hand to let her go out.

Lian'er glanced at Nanzhi before quietly retreating.

As soon as Lian'er left, Nanzhi also wanted to pay her respects, but was held back by a big warm hand.

"It's me, sister, you don't have to bow."

Nanzhi was puzzled: "Ah, then why did Lian'er bow to you just now?"

Lu Jing smiled and said to Nanzhi: "I lied to my sister. In fact, I am Lu Huai and Lu Huai is me. He and I have two souls in one body."

My mind suddenly went quiet, and then the voice said coldly: "You want her to die now!"

Lu Jing muttered in dissatisfaction: "If I don't tell her this, she won't let me touch her."

Sure enough, the next moment, Lu Jing raised his hand and tucked the hair at Nanzhi's temples behind her ears. Nanzhi was so stunned that she didn't know how to stop him.

I realized that the murderous intent in my mind was still strong.

Lu Jing said: "Okay, I bet you that she won't tell anyone. If you win, you can kill her however you want. If you lose, then the night time from now on is mine."

Nanzhi took a long time to react. This thing was really too difficult for her to understand.

Lu Jing really liked to see her dazed look and couldn't help but pinch her chubby little face. The fifteen-year-old girl still had baby fat on her face, which was white and tender, and looked like an egg, making people want to abuse her.

Lu Jing hooked her chin and said with a smile: "You just need to know that the cold one is Lu Huai, and the gentle one is me."

"Oh." Nanzhi pursed her lips and responded obediently.

So cute.

She would be even cuter if her father wasn't Emperor Qi.

Lu Jing rubbed her furry head and glanced at the food on the table that hadn't been eaten for a few bites. "Is the food not to your liking?"

"No, the food is delicious."

"So, sister is in a bad mood?" Lu Jing asked distressedly, "Why is sister in a bad mood?"

Nanzhi shook her head, and even though she tried her best to hide it, her emotions still spilled out of her eyes.

Lu Jing personally picked up some dishes and brought them to Nanzhi, "Since you are not in a bad mood, then eat more."

She was too thin, and he wanted to fatten her up so she would be cuter.

Nanzhi had no choice but to get the chopsticks.

But her injury was on her right shoulder, and it hurt whenever she moved.

Lu Jing stopped her from moving and fed her himself.

At first Nanzhi felt a little uncomfortable, but gradually, looking at Lu Jing's gentle eyes, she got used to it.

But Lu Jing refused to eat and kept feeding her. Her mouth was stuffed full like a hamster. She couldn't eat any more, so Lu Jing let her go.

Finally, Lu Jing kept staring at her, and she blushed, "...What's wrong?"

"do not move."

Lu Jing's voice was gentle. His long, bony fingers covered her lips. His fingertips were warm as he gently wiped the rice grains from the corners of her lips.

Lu Jing's expression remained calm, as if he was just doing the most normal thing, but Nanzhi's face turned red little by little, like a ripe apple.

She didn't dare look at him again. She lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling, "Thank you, sir."

Lu Jing looked at her rosy cheeks, not understanding why they were red. "You don't have to call me sir, just call me A Jing." Nanzhi pursed her lips with a conflicted expression. If she didn't know that he and Lu Huai were the same person, she might have dared to do so. But now she didn't dare to do so.

Lu Jing knew that she was timid and did not force her any further.

"Don't worry, that guy is not here tonight. Don't be afraid of him. If you see him next time, just stay away from him."

Nanzhi was obviously relieved when he heard this.

Lu Jing rubbed her head again. She was obviously used to it and did not resist. He asked, "Why are you afraid of him but not me?"

The little princess said without hesitation: "Because you have a good temper and are very kind to me."

Lu Jing was very satisfied with Nanzhi's answer, and he couldn't help showing off to Lu Huai in his mind.

"Did you hear that? She likes me, not you."

Lu Huai still had no expression on his face.

It seemed as if Lu Jing wanted to stay with Nanzhi that night. He was refusing to leave. When he saw Nanzhi yawning, he smiled and said, "Go to sleep if you are sleepy."

Nanzhi's eyes were wet from yawning, and she looked at him tiredly, "What about you?"

Lu Jing narrowed his eyes slightly: "You want me to stay?"

He actually wanted to see the little pet sleeping. It must be as cute as a cat.

Before Nanzhi agreed, Lu Huai in her mind disagreed.

"If you dare to stay here, I will kill her tonight."

Lu Jing retorted dissatisfiedly: "Killing, killing, killing every day, why don't you kill yourself?"

Although he said this, Lu Jing also knew Lu Huai's temper. He watched Nanzhi fall asleep and then left.

Because he was very dissatisfied with Lu Huai, when he saw servants bowing to him on the road, he was too lazy to pretend to be Lu Huai.

He smiled at the servants, intending to undermine Lu Huai's aloof image, but who would have thought that the servants would be horrified when they saw his smile.

It’s over. Did they do something wrong and offend Lu Huai?

Fearing that Lu Huai would ransack their property and silence them, the servants all prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling and begging for mercy.

Lu Jing found it boring, so he sat on the armchair, waved his hand, and called his follower Ye Ling.

After listening to his explanation, Ye Ling limped away.

He was caned two days ago for seeing something he shouldn't have seen.

It was the middle of the night and I was called to set a fire, a real fire.

Emperor Qi was sleeping with a fifteen or sixteen-year-old concubine who had just entered the palace, when he was awakened by the thick smoke.

"There's a fire, come and help!"

There were panicked screams everywhere outside.

Emperor Qi climbed up from the dragon bed in panic. The fire had already spread to him and the situation was extremely dangerous.

It was the first time that the young concubine saw such a scene. She was so scared that she shrank behind him and called him "Emperor" in a tender voice.

Emperor Qi didn't want to care about her and rushed out alone. As he ran, his already thin and pale hair was burned by the fire.

At this moment, a strong wind blew, and the burning screen suddenly fell towards him.

Emperor Qi was so frightened that his eyes widened. He thought he would die in the fire, but then the young maid rushed over and pushed open the screen for him.

And her hands were burned with terrible blisters.

Emperor Qi looked at this scene and felt a rare tremor in his heart.

"Your Majesty, the fire over there is not too strong. Please follow me."

The young maiden grabbed Emperor Qi and took him out the door where the fire was smaller.

The fire was gradually put out, and the young lady who had contributed greatly to saving the emperor was named Concubine Ru.

(End of this chapter)