After marrying a powerful minister, the female partner was pampered

Chapter 295 Qiao Jingjing: She caught it...

"Aren't you worried?" Qiao Jingjing couldn't help but ask.

"What are you worried about?" Lu Xingzhi asked back.

"Didn't you hear what Chongxi said? Zhian bought 'that kind of medicine' to harm Ayan." Qiao Jingjing didn't believe that he didn't hear what Chongxi said, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

"Ayan is not a child anymore, and he works in the palace. If he doesn't even have this much alertness, there is no need for him to go to the palace anymore." Lu Xing knew.

Qiao Jingjing frowned, "You can't say that. Everyone is careless sometimes. Besides, Ayan is still young, inexperienced, and soft-hearted." Otherwise, how could he take the little girl back home out of pity? She could see that the little girl was not simple.

"Didn't you ask Chongxi to keep an eye on it? Nothing will happen." Lu Xing knew.

Qiao Jingjing thought about it and agreed, so she didn't say anything more.

Zhian wanted to plot against Lu Xingyan, but she didn't know that they all already knew her purpose.

She won't succeed.

It is very cold when it snows, and it gets dark early.

Because they had already had dinner at Zuixianlou, Qiao Jingjing and Lu Xingzhi did not eat again after they came back.

It was a rare occasion that Lu Xingzhi had some free time, so Qiao Jingjing asked him to play poker for a while.

It was getting late, so she got up and took a shower.

There was a charcoal fire burning in the room, making it warm. After taking a bath, Qiao Jingjing only wore a thin nightgown.

Seeing that she was lightly dressed and still wandering around the room, Lu Xingzhi stood up, picked her up, and stuffed her into the quilt, "Don't catch a cold."

"It's not cold in the room." Qiao Jingjing said this but did not stand up.

She looked at Lu Xingzhi with sparkling eyes.

Lu Xingzhi paused, his Adam's apple rolled, "I'm going to take a shower."

"Yeah." Qiao Jingjing nodded.

As soon as Lu Xingzhi left, she took a storybook from the bedside table to pass the time.

Ever since she confessed her past to Lu Xingzhi, she no longer avoids him in everything she does.

When Lu Xingzhi came back from bathing, he saw her holding the storybook with a smile on her face, reading with great interest. He paused and took the storybook from her hand, "Don't read it while lying down, it will hurt your eyes."

Qiao Jingjing was just reading something interesting when the book in her hand was suddenly taken away. She couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied, "It's warm in the bed, and I'm reading the key part, give it back to me."

Hearing this, Lu Xingzhi looked at the contents of the storybook, and his eyes twitched, "It's better to read less of this kind of book."

Qiao Jingjing stood up and snatched the book from his hand, "If not this kind of book, what else can I read?" There are no mobile phones to play with here, and it would be boring to play cards every day.

Seeing her depressed face, Lu Xingzhi paused and asked gently, "What about in your world? Do you also read this kind of book to kill time?"

"There are so many fun things in my world, and a mobile phone is enough." Watching videos or chasing TV series, which one is not more fun than reading this kind of storybook?
Lu Xingzhi sat down beside the bed, and seeing her nostalgic look, he asked, "What is a hand chicken? Can it be eaten?"

Qiao Jingjing: "..."

"how?"

"Mobile phones are not edible..." At that moment, she explained to him what a mobile phone is, and then told him about all the fun and novel things of that era.

Even though Lu Xingzhi already knew that the world she came from was completely different from here, he was still shocked after listening to her introduction.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Qiao Jingjing thought that he was shocked by what she said. She thought that what she said was just the tip of the iceberg. If he knew about the powerful military force, advanced medical level, and convenient people's livelihood, he would be shocked.

But she didn't plan to say those things anymore, because those things couldn't be covered in just one or two sentences. There was a long time to go, and she would slowly tell him later.

Lu Xingzhi came back to his senses and touched her head, "Are you going to sleep?"

"Yeah." Qiao Jingjing nodded.

Lu Xingzhi lifted the quilt and let her lie down, then he took the book on the bedside table and started reading. Qiao Jingjing lay next to him, her nose filled with his refreshing and pleasant smell, she liked it very much.

Lu Xingzhi's eyes were focused on the book. After a while, he noticed that the woman beside him was moving around, which made him uneasy.

He raised his hand and rubbed his brow, then looked down at her, "What are you doing?"

Qiao Jingjing was playing with the corner of his clothes. Hearing this, she said without thinking, "You smell good."

Lu Xingzhi paused.

He suddenly put the book on the bedside table, then reached out and lowered the curtain.

Seeing this, Qiao Jingjing thought he wanted to sleep, so she moved away and wanted to lie down inside.

But the next moment, the man grabbed her waist and pressed her under him.

Before Qiao Jingjing could react, the man's warm lips had already kissed hers.

When she was dizzy from the kiss, the man pressed his lips against hers and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you clean now?"

Qiao Jingjing: "..."

Lu Xingzhi didn't seem to need her answer. After asking, he skillfully untied her belt with his long fingers.

Qiao Jingjing's face flushed, and her fingers that were climbing on his back dug into his flesh.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a rapid knock on the door.

"Sir, Madam, something happened at Dexin Hall." It was Jinkui's voice, and she sounded very anxious.

Qiao Jingjing, who was in the clouds, suddenly came back to her senses. Her scattered thoughts gradually gathered together. She quickly put her hand on the man's chest and said with uneven breathing: "Something happened at Dexintang. Should you, should you go over and take a look?"

There was a thin layer of sweat on Lu Xingzhi's smooth forehead, and his handsome face looked a little ugly, but he still let her go.

Qiao Jingjing pulled the quilt over her somewhat awkwardly and wrapped herself tightly.

She knew he wasn't satisfied yet, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Lu Xingzhi stood up and wrung out a handkerchief to clean her up.

Seeing this, Qiao Jingjing quickly reached out her hand and said, "Give it to me, I can do it myself. Go and have a look. From the sound of Jinkui, it seems quite urgent."

"Yeah." Lu Xingzhi responded in a low voice, handed the handkerchief to her, then picked up the clothes at the end of the bed and turned around to put them on.

Qiao Jingjing breathed a sigh of relief, but when she saw the crisscrossing red marks on the man's back, she immediately looked away guiltily.

She caught that...

Thinking of the beauty just now, she couldn't help but curl her toes.

"You should go to bed early. I'll go over to take a look." Lu Xingzhi said in a gentle voice, then turned and left.

Qiao Jingjing cleaned herself up and went back to bed.

However, thinking of Jinkui's report just now, she thought for a while, put on her coat, went out of the inner room, and called the maid outside the door in.

"You just said something happened at Dexintang? What happened?"

The first person she thought of was the little girl.

I thought it was the little girl who did something.

But Jinkui said: "It's Zhian, she..."

Qiao Jingjing frowned, "What's wrong with her?"

"The master had a drink with his friends outside in the evening. After he came back, he went back to his room to rest. When the old lady returned to the room, she saw Zhian... lying in the same bed with the master in dishevel." Jinkui said with difficulty.

Qiao Jingjing's heart sank, "Why is Zhian in Dad's room?"