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

Chapter 92

Lu Ziyan had already held the person in his arms, but he stopped when he heard her words, lowered his eyes and looked at her, his voice low and hoarse.

"I will leave Beijing tomorrow morning."

Xie Wan Ning was stunned when she heard this, and then she became very angry.

In short, he wouldn't be able to touch her for several months, long enough for her to rest.

——She had already offered the sachet to him, but he still refused to let her go.

But this person obviously would not indulge in lust for days on end before. Even in the first two months of her marriage, she had not done so frequently in the yard.

Now Liu Manrou has given birth to the child, and Erxia has been taken into his backyard. They look forward to his visit every night. Why does he have to come and pester her!
While she was stunned, Lu Ziyan's hand had already reached into her clothes as if he were familiar with her. Xie Wan Ning struggled subconsciously.

But the man's arms were like iron clamps, and her strength seemed to be a resistance, which made his abdomen tighten. He grasped her wrists and pressed her against the couch.

Lu Ziyan's eyes slowly traced the girl's features under him. Seeing that she looked panicked and nervous, a hint of helplessness flashed in his deep eyes. He leaned over and placed a kiss on her forehead.

"What are you afraid of?" He sighed and asked her in a low voice: "I don't remember hurting you."

This girl has such delicate skin and tender flesh that a light grip from him would leave fingerprints. When has he ever really bullied her?

"I really don't feel well," Xie Wan shrank into the soft pillow with his neck condensed, and struggled to find an excuse: "I've been having a little trouble these past two days, and my abdomen has been a little uncomfortable."

Lu Ziyan frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

After thinking for a few breaths, he pushed aside the long hair on her neck and his eyes fell on her jade-like shoulders and neck.

The red marks on the girl's delicate collarbone were very conspicuous. His breathing paused slightly and he reached out to touch it.

The rough fingertips slid across her shoulders and neck, and Xie Wan Ning's whole body stiffened, but the man on her withdrew his hand silently and got off her.

The oppressive feeling he brought suddenly disappeared, and Xie Wan Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and then she heard him sigh softly, "You are so delicate."

Isn't that just being delicate?

You can't treat it lightly, you can't treat it harshly, you can't be harsh, and you can't scold it.

Now I have learned to ignore him.

Xie Wan Ning was annoyed at being called delicate. Before she could react, her waist felt tighter and their positions had been reversed.

It became her on top of him, looking down at him.

She hurriedly leaned against his side to prevent herself from getting stuck in his arms.

"Since Wanwan is not feeling well, as your husband I should be considerate and not touch you tonight."

Lu Ziyan held her waist with one hand and let her sit on him. With the other hand, he casually pinched her palm and played with it. He said with a smile, "But my husband is about to go to war. My dear wife, should you also be considerate of your husband?"

Xie Wan Ning was stunned, not understanding what he meant.

Lu Ziyan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked straight at her.

The girl on his body had a graceful figure and skin as white as snow. The collar of her thin nightgown had become loose after the previous tossing and turning, and the moon-white undershirt underneath was faintly visible.

But Lu Ziyan knew that there were his fingerprints on her delicate waist and abdomen under her clothes.

There are kiss marks on my back.

This girl had been married to him for more than a year, and she had long lost her youthfulness. The charm that was inadvertently revealed between her eyebrows was so attractive that one could not take their eyes off her.

Even though she has been married for more than a year, she still acts like an ignorant girl.

She had no idea what he meant.

Lu Ziyan felt helpless.

So it was still his fault. He never wanted to let her get too tired in bed. Most of the time, she just had to lie down.

Thinking of this, he simply held her waist and sat up, hugging her face to face.

The two of them changed their position to where Xie Wan Ning sat directly astride him.

Closely connected to the waist and abdomen.

Stick together.

The thing she had tried so hard to ignore pressed against her.

Xie Wan Ning trembled all over and tried to go down in a hurry, but the hands on her waist were tightly clasped.

She raised her eyes and glared at him.

"Did not you say…"

"Well, I won't touch you,"

Lu Ziyan interrupted slowly and chuckled, "Then why don't you think of a way to make it quiet down?"

Xie Wan Ning pursed her lips: "..."

She paused for a few breaths and said stiffly, "I can't."

Lu Ziyan pinched her palm with his fingertips and smiled softly, "I'll teach you."

"I don't learn these things,"

Xie Wan Ning lowered her eyes and her tone became cold: "Lu Ziyan, I am your wife, not a concubine who serves you in bed."

Wife is Qi.

These beds cater to men's means,

Apart from the women in brothels, only concubines who use their beauty to attract men would learn this.

She had been well-versed in poetry and literature since childhood, and was proficient in music, calligraphy and painting, archery, horse riding, and the ways of managing a household. No one had ever asked her to learn how to please a man.

What does he take her for?
The tricks he used to flirt with concubines were used on her?

Xie Wan Ning felt a chill in her heart and she straightened up and was about to get off him, but Lu Ziyan reacted quicker than her and held her shoulders and pulled her into his arms.

"When will you be able to calm down?" He laughed in anger. "What does the matter between you and me have to do with me?"

He pulled open her clothes, stroked the marks on her shoulders and neck, and asked with a smile: "So this is what you call serving? When I served you, did you treat me as your concubine?"

"..." Xie Wan Ning stared at him in disbelief.

Did he win the battle by such unreasonable and unreasonable means, confusing right and wrong?

Lu Ziyan lowered his eyes and stared at her, "Don't always talk about my concubine. I've said it before, no one will affect you."

He looked calm, and when he mentioned the other two women in the backyard, it was as if he was really mentioning two insignificant things.

Xie Wan Ning had no intention of arguing with him.

She had long understood that in the eyes of men, one more woman was no different from two more women.

Lu Ziyan continued, holding her chin, looking into her clear eyes, and asked, "Do you mind so much?"

"You misunderstood. I don't mind." Xie Wan Ning shook her head slowly and said, "It's just that I have been taught by my parents since I was young and I have to behave properly. I really can't let go. If you want to do something fancy on the bed, you might as well teach your concubines. I will only spoil your fun."

Why don't you teach your concubines? I will only spoil your fun...

Lu Ziyan felt a sudden pain in his chest and his fingertips subconsciously loosened their grip.

Xie Wan Ning quickly got off him, but was grabbed by the wrist and pulled back.

"Where did the concubines come from?" He said in a cold voice, word by word, "They are all from the second branch of the Lu family. They won't affect you or me in the slightest. Why are you always brooding over it!"

"You're right." Xie Wan Ning didn't want to argue with him and nodded along with his words, "I've figured it out. I won't mention them anymore."

At this moment, Lu Ziyan fully understood the feeling of punching cotton.

The originally burning desire was turned into nothing but annoyance by this commotion.

I even felt helpless, not knowing what to do with her.

He should have held her under him, clinging to her until she couldn't think of anything else, with only him in her heart and eyes.

But in the end, he just lowered his eyes to look at the fingerprints on her wrist, and rubbed it slowly with his thumb for a while.

When he spoke again, he had calmed down all his emotions. He said, "If you don't like them, stay away from them. Out of sight, out of mind. Wait for me to come back..."

"Okay, I understand." Xie Wan Ning interrupted impatiently: "Don't worry, as long as they don't come to Shaoguangyuan on their own initiative, I won't cause trouble for them."

Lu Ziyan frowned slightly: "Who has been here?"

Xie Wan Ning lowered her head to tidy up her clothes and said sarcastically, "My sister-in-law."

This name made Lu Ziyan stunned for a moment, and then he asked, "Where is Erxia?"

After Erxia was promoted to a concubine, she restored her original surname, and now everyone in the mansion calls her Aunt Liu.

Suddenly hearing this familiar name, Xie Wan Ning's hand that was tying her belt paused slightly before she hummed.

"Have you seen her?" Lu Ziyan's tone darkened.

Xie Wan Ning heard it clearly. She slowly raised her head and met his stern face. She didn't know what she was thinking about, but she suddenly smiled.

She smiled and said, "Of course not. I feel sick just seeing her from afar. How could I let her come in and dirty my place?"

She smiled very beautifully, but Lu Ziyan looked slightly stunned.

In her eyes, Erxia was just a maid who climbed into bed while her master was taking a nap, which was extremely disgusting.

Then he...

Lu Ziyan's lips were almost pressed into a straight line.

After a long while, he said, "If you don't like them, stay away from them."

Xie Wan Ning curled her lips coldly, too lazy to speak.

Lu Ziyan didn't care about her attitude and continued, "My journey this time is very dangerous. You should move to the ancestral temple and live there for a few months, and pray for me."

There was no question in his words, but he had already made a decision.

They are husband and wife. When the husband goes to war, it is his duty as a wife to eat vegetarian food and pray for him. But why should such a thing be notified in an imperative tone?

There was no room for negotiation at all, as if she was a soldier under his command and only needed to follow orders.

Perhaps because she was too disappointed, her expression did not change much. She only said calmly: "The family temple is in the mansion. Even if I want to pray for blessings, I don't need to move in."

"To show your sincerity, you should move in for a while," Lu Ziyan lowered his eyes and looked at her, saying, "I will pick you up in person when I return to Beijing."

"What do you mean?" Xie Wan Ning raised her eyes: "You want to ban my feet?"

Lu Ziyan ignored her question and said, "Ming Jian will stay in the capital. You must hand-copy a Buddhist scripture for him every day. No one else is allowed to write for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the room fell into dead silence.

...It's ridiculous.

Not only Xie Wan Ning, but even Lu Ziyan who was watching everything was sighing that this was simply ridiculous.

He understands himself. The more absurd something is, the more likely it is that there is something hidden.

It seems that I have really met a strong enemy in this world?

But Xie Wan Ning couldn't understand. She had never understood him. This man was a deep person and never showed his thoughts.

She was once certain that they loved each other, but after being married for so long, this confidence had long disappeared.

However, she didn’t understand why this person treated her like this. Even if he didn’t like her, there was no need to torture her like this, right?

Even when she was waiting to be married, if she made any mistakes, her parents would never restrain her from walking when punishing her.

Her brother was strict and would at most ask her to copy the family rules. If she was lazy and asked the maids to help her write them, he would turn a blind eye and let her go.

But what did she hear now?
Since he left Beijing, she has lived in the family temple and read a Buddhist scripture every day.

Even Mingjian was left to check her handwriting.

With one Buddhist scripture to read every day, how could she have time to go out?

Her original plan to go back to her parents' home for a few months after he left Beijing was completely dashed.

He couldn't bear to see her relax or be in a good mood, so he would find ways to treat her harshly even when he was not around. Or was he worried that she would do something to his Rou Niang when he was not around?
So you left Ming Jian behind to look after her, so that she could devote herself to Buddhism and have no time to harm others?
Xie Wan Ning stared at him blankly, with a myriad of thoughts swirling in her mind.

What on earth did he think of her?
A woman so vicious that she would murder other women for him?
Lu Ziyan frowned slightly when he saw her look. He stretched out his arm to hold her hand, but she subconsciously avoided him.

But he moved faster. His hands, like iron clamps, firmly grasped her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

"You have a volatile personality. You should have learned to be more calm." Lu Ziyan held her shoulders with one hand and her waist with the other, saying, "Listen to me. Stay in the ancestral temple honestly for the next few months. Be modest and prudent, cultivate your character, and wait for me to pick you up."

He knew the girl's temperament and was prepared for her retort, but he didn't expect that after waiting for a long time, the person in his arms didn't say a word.

He couldn't help but lower his eyes to look. From this angle he could only see her thick and long eyelashes, which fluttered like butterfly wings.

Lu Ziyan raised his hand and touched it, feeling the wetness.

After a moment of silence, he reacted.

She is crying.

There was no retort, no tit-for-tat, no anger, only calm.

She was very calm when he held her in his arms and didn't struggle anymore.

But she was crying.

Lu Ziyan's pupils suddenly contracted, and his fingertips slowly wiped the water stains on her eyelashes, slowly sliding down to her chin.

Lift her face up.

"Why are you crying?"

Xie Wan Ning said nothing, and there were no more tears in her eyes.

It seemed that the wetness on my eyelashes just now was just an illusion.

But Lu Ziyan knew it wasn’t the case.

He slowly lowered his head and pressed his forehead against hers. They were so close that their breaths blended together.

Her eyelashes trembled, but she didn't open her eyes, and even her breathing was very light.

"I asked you to pray for me for a few months, and you're so wronged?" He seemed a little helpless. He rubbed her nose. Fearing that she would faint from suffocation, he kindly moved away from her and said, "If you don't want to go to the family temple, then come with me to the battlefield."

This time he was going to the real battlefield, the northern border.

"Choose one for yourself, and don't feel wronged once you've chosen one."

In silence, Xie Wan Ning spoke: "I'm going to the family temple."

The voice has a bit of hidden hoarseness.

Lu Ziyan felt a little sad when he heard this. He lowered his head to kiss her, but then he heard her say, "I'll take Erqing in with me."

He paused in his movement of leaning forward, his eyes inexplicably cold, "What if I say no?"

"Er Qing has been serving me since she was young," Xie Wan Ning raised her eyes and said anxiously, "I can't leave her."

Can't leave her...

The two looked at each other for a few seconds. The coldness in his eyes was undisguised. Xie Wan Ning was startled and turned away first.

"I mean, ... I can't have no one to serve me."

Lu Ziyan hummed softly, and said in an unclear tone: "Wanwan, you have to understand that besides me, you shouldn't have anyone you can't live without."

Is a maid worthy of her dependence?
Xie Wan Ning understood what he meant, and a hint of coldness appeared in her eyes.

Where does this make sense?

He could have many wives and concubines, but she couldn't even keep a trusted maid by her side.

In her whole world, there can only be him.

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