The cruel prince and pretty Fujin

Chapter 3
"Really?" Tong Wan'er still couldn't believe it, how could he be 26 years old.

"Really, it's true that I want to marry you! It's true that I'm 26 years old, don't question my words, or I'll punish you!" The man still gritted his teeth and said that he hated others making fun of his face the most in his life. If it weren't for the use of this damn face, sometimes he would really like to scratch this face.

"But no matter how I look at it, you... um..." Before Tong Wan'er finished speaking, another mouth kissed her small mouth, and the man couldn't bear her to continue nagging.

After a long time, the two separated. Tong Wan'er blushed and muttered, "I don't even know what your name is? You were eaten up and wiped out. People who don't know think I'm a flirtatious woman."

"My name is Jin Lu, and don't say such things again, or I will punish you." Jin Lu threatened viciously.

"I said, Jin Lu, you've really... I won't say it, I won't say it!" Seeing Jin Lu's terrifying expression, Tong Wan'er quickly waved her hands in fright.

"Come over for dinner." Jin Lu stared at her for a while before speaking slowly.

"I, I want to get dressed... okay." Tong Wan'er originally wanted to try to get Jin Lu to avoid him, but after seeing his rascally raised eyebrows, she said weakly.Then he quickly got dressed in front of him, and after washing up, climbed onto the table and started to gobble it up.

Jin Lu sat down directly and helped her peel the shrimp, and he didn't eat until she couldn't eat any more.During Jin Lu's meal, Tong Wan'er kept staring at him, and it took a long time to move away from his face, but there was a look of disbelief in her eyes, she couldn't believe that he was already 26.

After Jin Lu looked up and saw the message in her eyes, he wiped his hands and stood up straight away, picked her up and walked towards the bed.

"What are you doing?" Tong Wan'er asked in surprise.

"I told you, if you still don't believe me, I will punish you." After Jin Lu threw her onto the couch, he began to untie his belt.

"No, no, no, I believe in you. I believe in you, isn't it? It was the first time last night! How can I stand up to you, Jin Lu, what's going on with you?" Tong Wan'er said in order to change the subject. She touched the various scars on his back and chest with her hands, and for some reason, after each touch, she felt a throbbing pain in her heart.

After Jin Lu saw her begging expression, he also touched her hair in distress, and when he saw her touching the scar on his body in distress, he said without thinking: "It doesn't hurt!"

"Ah? What!" Tong Wan'er asked after hearing the nonsensical words.

"The wound doesn't hurt anymore." Jin Lu said as he pulled her hand and hugged her.

"I don't know why, when I saw the wound on your body, I felt very painful. Although it was a little faded, the wound on your body seemed to be on my body." Tong Wan'er said, tears fell again.

"Don't cry, and I still don't know your name!" Jin Lu said fiercely again.

"Why are you so domineering? I didn't tell you my name?" Tong Wan'er scratched her head and asked, Jin Lu looked like you said so.

"My name is Tong Wan'er, and my master is the master of the Lingfeng Temple not far from my home—the Taoist Master Lingyu." Tong Wan'er then told Jin Lu about herself, but she didn't mention about her Ama.

"Well, where are your parents? I want to propose marriage!" Jin Lu then asked again.

"My mother-in-law went there when I was 12 years old, and I don't have an Ama." Tong Wan'er spoke of her Ama, but her tone was cold.

When Jin Lu heard her talking about Er Niang, he raised his head unknowingly. He didn't expect that she was still standing on the banner. Maybe he sensed Jin Lu's gaze, so he said again: "That person is the Han army flag with a yellow flag The deputy commander of the guards——Tong Yuanzheng."

"Oh, so it's him!" Jin Lu muttered to himself.

"He killed my mother-in-law. After I left home at the age of 12, I never saw him again. I have nothing to do with him, but that woman from the Tong family often comes to me. But my name is Er Damn it, I didn't change it. If you care about my Han Junqi identity, then I will completely sever ties with him. Originally, I decided not to marry in this life, but we are all like this, if ..." Tong Wan'er thought that Jin Lu would care about her identity as not a Han Chinese, so she said.

"It doesn't matter, no matter they are Han Chinese, Manchurians, Tibetans or Koreans, they are all human, aren't they?" It is rare that Jin Lu can talk so much, and he is still coaxing a woman. If his family sees it, I don't know how much he will fall down. .

"Jin Lu, you are so kind." Since Tong Wan'er was 12 years old, no one else has treated her like this except her master. She said obediently as she snuggled into Jin Lu's arms.

"I will treat you better in the future!" Jin Lu promised gently again after glancing at the person in his arms.

"Tong Wan'er, come out to Ben Gege, Ben Gege has something to look for you, hurry up, you don't want to stay in this poor place at all." At this moment, there was a soft voice from outside, Tong Wan'er frowned after hearing this voice Get up, looking unhappy.

"Who?" Jin Lu raised an eyebrow and asked.

"The daughter born to that woman." Tong Wan'er said helplessly, although she was reluctant, she still walked outside.

Jin Lu also got dressed quickly, and followed him out. After opening the door, he saw a young woman in gorgeous clothes standing there domineeringly, and the herbs that Tong Wan'er had sun-dried had long been knocked over, it must be The servant girl behind the woman did it.

"Slap!" Tong Wan'er looked at the overturned herbs around her, then went straight to the gorgeous woman, and slapped her unexpectedly.

"Tong Wan'er, you dare to hit me!" The woman stared at Tong Wan'er in disbelief, and was about to hit back, but Tong Wan'er grabbed her arm and couldn't move.

"Tong Yurou, I said before, if you ruin my medicinal herbs again, I won't bear you anymore! Tell me! What made you, Tongfu Sigege, come to my humble room?"

"Hmph...Ama asked Ben Gege to call you back. Ama told you about a marriage. There is still a month until the draft. Ben Gege will also participate. My appearance can also marry a nobleman like a prince, and even if I can't be a full-fledged Fujin, I will be a side-faced Fujin at worst. You! You can only marry that kind of rough man like a black bear." Tong Yurou thought that since she was married No, then I will piss you off.

(End of this chapter)