Chapter 136 World 6 (8)

One sound brings pleasure.

Because of physical fatigue, Baoshan's eyelids became heavier and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

When she awoke, the window was half-open, and all she could see was a pitch-black darkness, lit only by a few isolated stars, gleaming with silver light. Lu Wenhe was no longer in the elegant abode. Baoshan lifted the brocade quilt covering her body, revealing her soft, delicate skin, covered in traces of Lu Wenhe's presence. His unique aura seemed to have melted into Baoshan's very being, leaving her unable to break free from his grasp, completely his.

As if a valve had been opened, scenes of intimacy burst forth, leaving Baoshan's cheeks flushed and her eyes vacillating. At the foot of the bed lay a brand new dress, its stitches dense and its embroidery meticulous. One could only imagine the quality of the person who could gift Baoshan a dress in Yashe. Lu Wenhe had done something so inappropriate, yet after their pleasure, he gracefully departed, leaving behind only the dress to conceal her.

Baoshan did not change into a dress. After all, when she left the Qin Mansion, the guards and servants remembered what she was wearing when she went out.

If she openly changed into another dress, careful people would inevitably suspect her. Bao Shan hurriedly put on her clothes, her delicate feet stepping on the embroidered shoes. The weakness in her legs made her almost fall.

Baoshan's cheeks flushed, and she staggered, dressed herself neatly, and quietly left the house.

The leaves swayed, and the slender figure was obscured by the dense leaves.

Han Wenxin was walking absent-mindedly on the road at the Duke's Mansion.

Because she dodged in time, she was not pushed into the lake like in her previous life, and then became the pawn of the hypocrite Lu Wenhe.

But when Han Wenxin watched Lu Wenhe jump into the lake and rescue the treasure fan, it felt like a piece of his heart collapsed, and he felt empty.

Everyone said that the destruction of Baoshan's innocence must have been related to Lu Wenhe.

However, due to Baoshan's status as a concubine's daughter, she would definitely not be able to become the Crown Prince's wife, and she would probably have to be a concubine.

Han Wenxin didn't comment on Lu Wenhe's affairs, but she agreed with him in her heart. Han Wenxin thought: According to the trajectory of her previous life, Baoshan would no longer marry Xie Guan, but become Lu Wenhe's concubine.

Will the fate of the treasured fan be the same as in the previous life? The degree of its favor is enough to make the wife wary of "favoring the concubine and killing the wife".

But dozens of days passed, and the Duke's Mansion was extremely quiet, with not even the slightest intention of taking a concubine.

Han Wenxin's restless mood gradually calmed down. She said to herself, "I was really scared by my past life." Not only did my temperament become cautious, but I also forgot Lu Wenhe's true nature.

What kind of person is Lu Wenhe? How could he love and cherish the precious fan like Xie Guan?

Han Wenxin frowned slightly. No matter how scared she was, she would inevitably think of her experiences in her previous life.

Regarding the Duke's Mansion falling into the water, people began to talk about Han Wenxin and Lu Wenhe.

At that time, Han Wenxin had an outgoing and unbridled personality. She used all her tricks to make Han's father and mother feel sorry for her, and finally she gave up her face and begged the Duke's Mansion.

Han Wenxin didn't know how much effort her parents had put in, but she knew that in the end she got what she wanted and became Lu Wenhe's legitimate wife, recognized by everyone.

However, the equal status that Han Wenxin had longed for did not appear as he expected.

She sat in the bridal chamber, her face full of shyness. Thinking of the words the nanny had told her, she felt excited and happy.

Lu Wenhe walked into the house. He lifted the veil, and his handsome face did not show any joy, but rather a sinister look.

Lu Wenhe raised his eyebrows, revealing an expression completely different from usual.

He locked Han Wenxin in a dark room, not allowing her to go out or see anyone.

Before marrying into the Duke's Mansion, Han Wenxin had even prepared for the worst possible scenario under the advice of her nanny.

Just as the nanny said, this marriage with Lu Wenhe was something she asked for.

It is normal for Lu Wenhe to be a little angry. If he doesn't touch her in the bridal chamber, Han Wenxin will be patient and not lose her temper, slowly melting Lu Wenhe's heart.

But not only did Lu Wenhe not touch her body, he also locked her in the house, leaving her alone with cold objects.

It's really unpleasant to be separated from everyone.

Han Wenxin scolded and begged, but failed to arouse any sympathy from Lu Wenhe.

Lu Wenhe's control over her reached an unimaginable level.

Han Wenxin whispered a few words to the boy who brought him food, offered him the gold hairpin in his hair as a reward, and begged him to deliver the letter to the Han Mansion.

The next day, Han Wenxin was met with news of the servant's sudden death. A chill ran down her spine. The other servants and maids also regarded Han Wenxin as a monster.

No matter how she begged, he refused to say a word.

The maids would sometimes gather together and whisper to each other, and Han Wenxin regarded it as her only connection with the outside world.

She listened in silence, never imagining that one day she would hear about the Han family's downfall, the uncertainty surrounding her parents' fate, and the tragic death of her personal maid, Qiu Ming, from starvation and cold.

Han Wenxin was devastated and clamored to see Lu Wenhe. This time, she got a response. Lu Wenhe pushed open the door, and the yellow sunlight, like a thin veil, carefully traced the contours of his figure.

Han Wenxin looked up and found that Lu Wenhe was looking at her as if he was looking at an exquisite and gorgeous porcelain vase or a gorgeous silk, but not at all like he was looking at a living person.

Looking at Lu Wenhe's handsome face, Han Wenxin seemed to understand something. She opened her mouth and asked, "Let me go."

Lu Wenhe frowned and said calmly, "You are my wife. If you leave me, where else are you going to go?"

Han Wenxin's heart was tugged at, and she felt a tingling pain. She shook her head gently and said, "You never considered me your legal wife. The way you looked at me clearly treated me as just your thing!"

When it comes to objects, it’s not about sentimentality.

Han Wenxin saw clearly that Lu Wenhe had no affection for her, but was just unwilling to abandon her.

Lu Wenhe's lips moved, but Han Wenxin didn't hear what he was saying.

But judging from his stern expression, he probably didn't agree to let her go.

Han Wenxin could only stay in the house, away from everyone, and live his life like a collectible.

The blazing fire brought Han Wenxin relief, and she no longer had to live like this.

Perhaps it was God's mercy that Han Wenxin did not turn into a soul and reincarnate, but instead had the opportunity to start over.

Han Wenxin cherishes this opportunity very much. After all, living a new life and making up for regrets is something that no one can get no matter how much they desire.

Han Wenxin is indeed changing herself. She no longer acts recklessly, but instead restrains her temper and acts gentle and well-behaved.

No longer as flamboyant as in the past, but rather restrained.

However, Han Wenxin still felt empty in his heart.

Han Wenxin stopped and looked up at the road in front of him, only to find that he had unknowingly walked to Lu Wenhe's elegant residence.

There are green trees and bamboos here, swaying gently, quiet and elegant.

Although the full moon was high in the sky and the night was getting late, Lu Wenhe was most likely not in Yashe, but had returned to the Duke's Mansion.

But Han Wenxin took a deep breath and decided not to worry about anything related to Lu Wenhe in this life. Han Wenxin turned around and prepared to leave.

The door of the elegant house was pushed open, and a slender figure left quietly.

Han Wenxin was slightly stunned and subconsciously raised his foot forward.

The embroidered shoes stepped on the leaves, making a rustling sound.

Baoshan's body stiffened slightly, and his long eyelashes trembled as he looked at the person who came.

In contrast to a pair of watery eyes, the black pupils glow slightly in the darkness, sparkling with a lustrous luster.

The slightly opened collar of Bao Shan's robe was as white and bright as moonlight pouring down on frost and snow, while the mottled red marks on her neck were like red plum blossoms in the snow, gorgeous and beautiful.

Her jet-black hair seemed to have been combed hastily, with a few messy strands of hair flowing down along her rosy cheeks, making her petite face look even more charming and lovable.

Looking at her like this, I'm afraid she is really loved and cared for.

Han Wenxin caught Lord Han hanging out with his concubine, and Madam Han asked the maid to knock on the door with a serious expression.

The concubine hurriedly put on her clothes, her hair in disarray as she ran out of the house. It was so similar to today's scene. And this was a private residence, so who could the precious fan be with? Han Wenxin felt a chill in his heart, unwilling to think about it any further.

She looked at the reddened Baoshan and called out, "It's getting late, why are you here?"

Baoshan had already recognized Han Wenxin. She had followed Qin Fu before and had met Han Wenxin several times at banquets.

Bao Shan lowered her eyes and called out timidly, "Miss Han."

"I got lost and ended up here by mistake."

This explanation was so lame that Han Wenxin opened her mouth, but didn't press the issue. Her clothes were disheveled, her lips were wet... Given all this, how could Han Wenxin not know the truth?

However, Han Wenxin believed that the person who had privately passed the treasured fan to Lu Wenhe and was so intimate with him could not be Lu Wenhe. After all, in his previous life...

Han Wenxin convinced herself that the treasure fan was a way for her to meet her lover and she had come here by accident.

After thinking about this, Han Wenxin looked at the treasure fan again, his eyes full of sympathy and pity.

The precious fan in the previous life died young, and she was branded as a concubine.

In this life, having fun with a man in private will not lead to any good ending.

Han Wenxin looked at Baoshan's frail and pitiful appearance and thought to herself: I used to be just like Baoshan, infatuated and misplaced. Han Wenxin kindly reminded Baoshan: "Although you are a concubine's daughter, you must cherish your reputation and do not do anything that will bring disgrace to the Qin family."

Bao Shan nodded in agreement, her body trembling slightly as she softly said, "Today's matter..."

Han Wenxin understood: "I won't tell anyone else."

Baoshan thanked him softly.

There was silence in the elegant house. Han Wenxin did not stay here any longer and turned to leave.

After Han Wenxin left, Baoshan stretched out her soft hands and closed the open collar of her clothes.

Her beautiful eyes turned slightly, thinking about the relationship between Han Wenxin and Lu Wenhe.

Since Baoshan regarded Lu Wenhe as a place of wealth and glory, he wanted to find out more.

Han Wenxin, who had been following Lu Wenhe closely, has changed his temper in recent days and is no longer attached to Lu Wenhe.

This caused quite a stir among the many noble ladies.

Baoshan thought of Han Wenxin's actions just now and felt that the rumors were not true.

Although Yashe is a pavilion, it belongs exclusively to Lu Wenhe. How could anyone know about it unless they were close to him?

But Han Wenxin was quite familiar with her, and his face was full of melancholy, which showed that he was still thinking about her.

As for whether Han Wenxin would tell what happened tonight, Baoshan was not worried.

Putting your own safety entirely on others is the most foolish thing to do.

After returning to the Qin Mansion, Baoshan had just taken off his clothes and entered the bathtub when he heard a noise coming from outside the door.

She was the maid beside Qin Fu.

Bao Shan whispered, "Eldest sister, I'm taking a bath..."

Qin Fu did not leave.

The door was pushed open.