The concubine's favorite? Break off the engagement and marry another prince, please respect you

Chapter 191

When their eyes met, his gaze softened and he soothed her, "Don't be afraid. The emperor's feelings are nothing. He can't hurt you when you're with me."

Xie Wan Ning's eyelashes trembled, "Tell me... am I the beauty who brings disaster as described in history books?"

Fathers and sons suspect each other, rulers and ministers turn against each other, and brothers kill each other.

In both her past and present lives, her existence seemed to have harmed many people.

He usurped the throne and forced the emperor to abdicate, and among those he took crazy revenge on were his brothers, his biological father, and the Lu family who had raised him.

The Lu family didn't know his background, and they treated this only child like a treasure, protecting him as if he were the apple of their eye.

That was the grandmother, mother, aunt, and sister he had called for twenty years.

As a result, because of her, he...

The hand on his chin exerted a little force, and Lu Ziyan said unhappily: "Don't let your imagination run wild. Have you ever harmed anyone? It's those blind people who bully you. They deserve to die. Don't show any sympathy for them!"

He was very close to her, and every word he spoke went straight into her ear, blowing away Xie Wan Ning's self-judgment.

She paused, nodded obediently and said, "Forget about your last life, but in this life you have to restrain your murderous intent and stop committing those murderous sins."

Lu Ziyan smiled and said, "Don't worry, even if it's just to bring you good fortune, I won't kill innocent people."

He thought, since the person could die in his hands, he must not be innocent.

Xie Wan Ning had no idea what he was thinking. In fact, she was a little unsure when he easily agreed to let Pei Yuqing go that day. Now she just hoped that she could persuade this killer to put away his knife and not take people's lives at will, thinking of chopping people into meat sauce.

The two of them had very different thoughts, but they actually had a pleasant chat.

After a while, Ming Jian came in with a group of people.

When selecting people to enter the general's mansion, of course their identities and backgrounds must be verified, and time is urgent, so there is no time to buy them outside, so the people standing in front of Xie Wan Ning are all slaves from other officials' mansions in Beijiang City.

They were all Lu Ziyan's confidants, and when they heard that the general's mansion had a mistress and no servants to serve her, they were of course willing to do their part.

So Ming Jian picked out a few of them and brought them here along with their indentures.

As they were only staying for a few months, Xie Wan Ning was not interested in choosing a personal maid, so she said, "I don't need anyone to serve me personally. Who among you knows how to comb my hair?"

Combing hair is a delicate job, and she really doesn't know how to do it.

Five of the maids stepped forward. Xie Wan Ning pointed at two of them at random, asked their names, and said, "You are the ones."

As for the others, they were doing cleaning chores in the yard.

Lu Ziyan did not ask about such a trivial matter. He shook Xie Wan Ning's hand, stood up and took Ming Jian to the study in the front yard.

Just then several boxes filled with clothes and jewelry were brought in.

The two selected maids showed their faces in front of their master and became the head maids in the yard, leading the others to tidy up things in an orderly manner.

It was dinner time but Lu Ziyan still hadn't returned.

He was too busy. Even if he decided not to pursue the victory, there would be no war to fight this year. However, the war had just stopped a few days ago, Jin Wuji died at the hands of the Khan, and there were still a few rats jumping around in the capital looking for death. He had to know the news from all states and counties.

The most important thing is...the news about that sick guy.

He had to keep track of that person's whereabouts and not let anything go wrong with their upcoming marriage.

At night, Xie Wan Ning had her own meal, took a bath, and lay on the bed, flipping through a book, ready to go to sleep, when Lu Ziyan came back from outside. He was dressed in black, as if he was walking on the wind and snow, and his face was full of coldness.

Seeing the girl reading on the couch, his brows softened and he praised: "Wanwan is really hardworking."

"..." Xie Wan was silent for a moment, too lazy to pay attention to him.

Lu Ziyan closed the door, walked a few steps to the bed, and leaned over to kiss her.

His breath was still a little cold, and faintly smelled of alcohol. Xie Wanning frowned and avoided him, "Have you been drinking?"

The kiss fell in vain. Thinking that she disliked the smell of alcohol on him, Lu Ziyan swallowed his throat and said, "I'll go wash up."

He acted decisively and without waiting for Xie Wan Ning to say anything, he turned around and went to the bathroom next door.

The hurried scene really scared Xie Wan Ning. His ruthlessness that night flashed through her mind. Her legs felt a little weak. She hurriedly put the book aside, lay down, closed her eyes and forced herself to sleep.

She still remembered a few times when he came to her yard too late, and as long as she was asleep, he did not wake her up specifically for sex.

So, when Lu Ziyan came out, the girl who was reading leisurely just now had disappeared, and there was only a bulging quilt.

He coughed softly, threw back the quilt and lay down, holding her shoulders with his arms, and whispered, "...Does it still hurt?"

Xie Wan Ning thought that she couldn't speak when she fell asleep.

But who is Lu Ziyan? As long as she is still breathing, he can tell whether she is really asleep or just pretending to doze.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the girl in his arms really didn't intend to speak, he lowered his eyes to look at her closed eyes for a while, holding her wrist all the way down...

The palm of Xie Wan Ning's hand touched something scorching hot, and her heart skipped a beat. She almost opened her eyes subconsciously.

...I finally understand what it feels like to be in a difficult situation.

She didn't even know how her eyelashes were trembling. Lu Ziyan held back his smile and simply unbuttoned his pants.

Press her hand on it.

Xie Wan Ning couldn't pretend anymore and tried to move her hand away, but he held her tightly.

Although he was doing such a domineering thing, his tone was still very aggrieved: "...Wanwan has never touched it, do you dislike it?"

"...Shut up!" Xie Wan Ning was so angry that she said, "Let go of my hand!"

Lu Ziyan refused, holding her fingers and touching himself, and said seriously: "This is yours, can you get to know it well?"

Xie Wan Ning's mouth was dry, she felt ashamed and angry, but his strength was too great, she couldn't pull her hand out no matter what, in a fit of anger she suddenly tightened her hand.

...If there was anything on Lu Ziyan's body that could hurt her, it would probably be this.

She hadn't even tried to hold back her strength yet, and the moment her five fingers tightened, she was surprised that her slender fingers couldn't completely encircle him.

Lu Ziyan took a deep breath and his face turned pale, "Wanwan!"

Xie Wan Ning was startled: "Does it hurt?"

Lu Ziyan's eyes went dark, and he couldn't speak for several breaths. When he recovered, he opened the quilt, stared at himself, and said through gritted teeth: "Are you trying to destroy me?"

"I didn't mean it," Xie Wan Ning covered her eyes and turned the tables, saying, "You're too fragile."

"..." Lu Ziyan was almost laughing out of anger. He pulled her hands off her eyes and said in an accusing tone, "It hurts a lot. What do you think we should do?"