Chapter 324 My Husband Will Help You Wash

All the way, Jiang Zhi was thinking about how to tell Lu Yuan.

The Master secretly allied himself with Xiao Yunheng for his own benefit.

It now seems that Lu Yuan could easily have accidentally injured the Master without knowing the truth.

Although the teacher disagreed, she felt that she should still discuss this matter with Lu Yuan.

"Lu Yuan, regarding Xiao Yunheng's matter, actually, the Master..."

Back at the garrison, Jiang Zhi had barely opened her mouth when she frowned and looked at Lu Yuan with a puzzled expression, "Why did you lock the door?"

Lu Yuan spoke slowly and deliberately, "Well, I'm afraid of being disturbed by someone who doesn't know what's good for them. Please continue."

Jiang Zhi nodded. "The teacher isn't really working for Xiao Yunheng. The case at the Ministry of Works last time was just to gain his trust—why did you remove your waist seal?"

Lu Yuan smiled enigmatically, "Naturally, it's to finish what we didn't finish earlier."

Jiang Zhi glared at him. "I'm talking to you about serious business."

“I know,” Lu Yuan approached her, his dark gaze sweeping down from above her head like a wild beast marking its territory, looking at its prey with nowhere to run. “You can say whatever you want, don’t worry about me.”

As he approached, Jiang Zhi felt the air around her thin. She suppressed her slightly erratic heartbeat and continued, "Master, you did all this to help me. However, this matter needs to be kept strictly confidential, otherwise your safety will be in danger."

After Lu Yuan finished taking off his outer robe, he began to reach out to untie Jiang Zhi's sash.

Jiang Zhi gritted her teeth, "Lu Yuan, are you even listening to me?"

"I'm listening." He leaned down and rubbed the tip of his nose against the skin of her collarbone. The familiar scent that belonged only to her made his throat dry, and he desperately needed something to relieve it.

So Jiang Zhi watched helplessly as Lu Yuan lifted her onto the table, her skirt being pushed up and piled up.

When she saw him suddenly squat down in front of her, Jiang Zhi's scalp tingled, and she was filled with disbelief.

"Lu Yuan, what...what are you going to do?"

Lu Yuan raised his eyes, and his usually stern and sharp face was now adorned with a beautiful and alluring color. Because of their position, Jiang Zhi had the illusion that she could control him.

“Go on,” he pursed his lips, “you won’t have the chance later.”

Jiang Zhi could only force herself to shake off her chaotic thoughts, "So, regarding Yan Wenhong's matter this time, he must have been coerced by Xiao Yunheng as well. Please, Lord Lu, do not target him... Ouch!"

She gasped, her fingertips curling up as she braced herself on either side of the desk.

“Go on,” he said, his voice choked with swallowing.

"Lu Yuan, that's enough!" Jiang Zhi knew he was doing it on purpose, and her voice changed. "Just lock him up for a few days and then let him go. How can a scholar stay in this dark and gloomy prison for so long? He has already suffered enough."

Jiang Zhi blurted out the words in one breath, her face and body flushed pink, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Lu Yuan finally stood up and slowly wiped the water stains from the corners of his lips with his fingertips.

"Finished?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

Jiang Zhi, panting, looked at him with wet eyes, "Have you finished talking? Can you release him as soon as possible?"

Lu Yuan laughed, a laugh like the darkness hidden beneath layers of ice, carrying an indescribable danger.

"Then we'll see what price you're willing to pay."

"Madam Shen, you wouldn't want your husband to suffer in the imperial prison, would you?"

Jiang Zhi: ……

"Lu Yuan, will you agree or not?"

Lu Yuan chuckled, lowered his eyes, and confined her entirely within his small space.

“I can guarantee he won’t suffer in the imperial prison, but I won’t release him so easily.”

So all that I've said to you has been for nothing?

"That's precisely why I want to keep him in the prison," he said, his high brow bone casting a shadow. "After enduring the 'severe torture' in the prison, wouldn't Lord Shen, who still stubbornly refuses to let go, be even more likely to gain the trust of the Prince of Xiang?"

Jiang Zhi choked, realizing that what he said actually made some sense.

As a result, their momentum weakened by half.

Lu Yuan pressed himself against her, pinning her to the table.

Although Jiang Zhi was somewhat prepared, her heart still trembled violently.

"Let's make this clear first, you're not allowed to leave any marks on me."

The prey was still making its last, death throes.

"It can't be too long yet. I promised the Crown Prince I'd leave before dark... um."

The sound was swallowed up, and only an unbearable tone could be uttered.

Lu Yuan had been holding back his anger for so long that the veins in his neck were throbbing. He couldn't stand her bargaining like this. Only when the room was filled with the voice he loved to hear did the lingering suffocation and gloom in his chest gradually subside.

Did she realize that mentioning other men in front of him would only make him want to ravage her even more violently?

He left only his mark in her eyes, in her heart, and on her body.

...

The sun was setting in the west, and it was getting dark.

Jiang Zhi leaned against Lu Yuan's chest, her eyes still somewhat dazed and unfocused.

Lu Yuan, looking refreshed, gave her a satisfied kiss on the tip of her nose. "What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing," Jiang Zhi said, unable to lift a single finger, as Lu Yuan smoothed her wet black hair. "I don't have the strength to go back."

"Don't worry, I'll personally take you there."

"It feels so uncomfortable when I sweat."

"My husband will help you wash."

Because torturers often get covered in blood, Lu Yuan specially set up a bathhouse in the inner room so that he could wash himself clean frequently.

He first helped Jiang Zhi sit down, then went out to fetch hot water, mixed it in the bathtub, and then carried Jiang Zhi in to carefully wash her.

Jiang Zhi really didn't have the strength to refuse, so she just leaned lazily against the edge of the bathtub, her eyes vacant.

But as Jiang Zhi was washing, she realized something was wrong.

Lu Yuan's hand somehow found its way to her, causing her to shudder and clutch her waist, crying out, "No, no!"

"What are you thinking about?" Lu Yuan suppressed a laugh. "Let me wash you clean. There's too much for you to handle yourself."

Just as Jiang Zhi felt relieved, she smelled a bloody odor again.

She leaned over and sniffed Lu Yuan. "Why do you smell so strange?"

"I'm still serving you, and you're already complaining?" Lu Yuan continued to wash her without changing his expression, seemingly not taking her words to heart.

Jiang Zhi, however, was full of suspicion. "Lu Yuan, are you injured?"

Lu Yuan said calmly, "How could I be injured while I was perfectly fine at the Northern Garrison? Don't overthink it."

"Then tell me, why is the smell of blood on you getting stronger and stronger?"

Lu Yuan had already dressed properly, only rolling up one sleeve to reveal his muscular forearm, where faint blue veins could be seen winding along the joints.

"It was probably picked up in the prison just now."

Jiang Zhi would never believe him now.

Even though the two of them were very intimate, Lu Yuan only wore his clothes open, revealing a large expanse of his chest, and never took off his inner garments.

She pushed Lu Yuan's hand away and asked him coldly, "Then take off your clothes and turn around so I can see you."

"My lady, you're being so proactive. Did your husband not satisfy you just now?" He asked with a slight smile.

However, the more Lu Yuan acted this way, the deeper Jiang Zhi's brows furrowed.

"If you won't do it, then I'll do it myself."

She got up, took a handkerchief to wipe herself clean, put on her clothes, got out of the bathtub, and reached out to untie Lu Yuan's waist belt.

Lu Yuan held his hand down.

"What, you're afraid to let me see?" Jiang Zhi looked up at him.

Lu Yuan sighed, his eyes flickering for a moment. "Fine, see. Just don't be scared."

After speaking, he swiftly took off his clothes, revealing his broad and upright back to Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi's pupils contracted.