Chapter 70 Chapter 70 Easing

Zhe Rou was stunned for a moment.

I don’t know when Lu Chen came here, nor do I know how long he has been watching here.

Ye Yian, who was standing by, also paused. He looked at Lu Chen, then turned to look at Zhe Rou, and called out hesitantly, "Nineth Lady..."

The surrounding streets were bustling with people, and before she could react, Lu Chen had already walked towards her.

Zhe Rou's heartbeat suddenly quickened, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her palms. She was afraid that Lu Chen was unhappy and didn't know what trouble would happen next.

Seeing Lu Chen approaching, his dark eyes deep and deep, she simply took a half step forward, naturally took his arm, and called out softly, "Lu Bingyan."

Lu Chen's body suddenly froze, the muscles in his arms tensed for a moment, and he looked at her in disbelief, like a raccoon slave with his neck pinched.

"Young Master Ye." Zhe Rou smiled and turned to introduce Ye Yian, her tone becoming increasingly gentle. "He is my A Lang. You have met him before in Suzhou."

Alang.

Lu Chen slowly lowered his eyes and looked at the person leaning against him.

There was a gentle smile on her face, and her slender fingertips were white and slightly cool, resting on his clothes, like a handful of first snow that was about to melt in spring.

Although he knew that her intimacy was just an act in front of outsiders, when he saw her take the initiative to put her arm around him, the anger that was still churning in his heart was instantly calmed down a little.

Lu Chen's Adam's apple rolled, and he suddenly grabbed her hand that was on his arm. His thin and powerful long fingers forcefully squeezed into her fingers, interlocking with hers inch by inch.

The warm and rough palm pressed against her, and Zhe Rou struggled subconsciously, but failed to move, and instead made him hold her tighter.

Ye Yian also recognized Lu Chen at this time. He was the man who had barged into the courtyard in Suzhou on Jiu Niang’s birthday!

His expression changed suddenly, "You, you..."

Lu Chen looked at him for a moment, chuckled, and said lightly: "Yes, it's me."

Ye Yian suddenly felt angry, but then he remembered the intimate look of Jiu Niang when she put her arm around him just now, and his mind suddenly became a mess.

He originally thought that Jiu Niang was a woman from an ordinary family who had been bullied, but he didn't expect that she was originally a noble family in the capital city. She must have reconciled with her husband long ago, which is why she was so close and affectionate in front of others.

He was just a merchant, and although he had some wealth, he was not an official, so naturally, he could not compare...

Lu Chen stared at him expressionlessly, his fingertips gently stroking the back of Zhe Rou's delicate hand. His voice became increasingly calm, "Since we are old friends, why don't my wife and I host a small gathering at Pan Lou and show our hospitality."

Ye Yian's eyes fell uncontrollably on the two people's tightly intertwined fingers. The man's strong muscles and the woman's slender and fair skin made an indescribable fit.

He felt his face gradually turn red, and he felt so uneasy that he almost smoked.

"Thank you very much for your kindness. I have something else to do and cannot stay for long."

Lu Chen raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, his tone slightly frivolous, "In that case, my husband and I shouldn't stay any longer."

Ye Yian's ears burned red. He hurriedly saluted the two of them, then turned around and walked back, with his head lowered, pushing through the crowd, looking a bit panicked and embarrassed.

Seeing that Ye Yian had walked away safely, Zhe Rou immediately tried to break free from Lu Chen's hand, but he pulled her back with his hand, and she stumbled and fell into his arms.

Lu Chen took advantage of the situation and wrapped her up tightly in his cloak. He placed his warm palm on her lower back and pressed her towards him with a little force. "Everyone's gone. Don't look anymore."

He lowered his head very low, his thin lips almost touching the tip of her ear, and his hot breath went straight into her ear.

As night fell, the tall gauze lanterns in the streets lit up one by one. In the open air, the shouts of various vendors were close at hand. Zhe Rou couldn't help but frown, struggled hard, and whispered, "There are a lot of people on the street, let go."

"Are you embarrassed now?" Lu Chen didn't let go, but instead held her tighter, sneering, "Ning Xiuxiu, why didn't you hide when you held my arm and called me 'A Lang' just now? Are you so afraid that I would attack him? What do you think I would do? Kill him?"

Hearing his unfriendly tone, Zhe Rou didn't want to argue with him on the street, so she pursed her lips and denied it against her will: "No."

Lu Chen glanced at her, then turned and called Nan Heng, his tone indifferent: "Go, have someone check the shop of that scholar's family to see if there are any illegal omissions. If so, report it to the Bureau of Price Regulation."

Zhe Rou was startled and called out urgently, "Lu Bingyan! I have nothing to do with him. Please don't embarrass others."

Lu Chen laughed softly, as if in a very good mood. He buried his head in the crook of her neck and bit her gently, "Silly Xiuxiu, I was just scaring you."

There were crowds of people around him, but he was so unscrupulous, completely ignoring other people's opinions.

Zhe Rou's face instantly burned hot, and she felt a mixture of shame and anger. She raised her hand to press against his chest, trying to push him away, but suddenly she heard the person above her groan, slightly hunching his back, and half of his body pressed against her shoulders.

Zhe Rou was stunned.

In the dim light cast by the sheep-horn lanterns on the street, she discovered that Lu Chen had injuries on his face, the corner of his lip was broken, his cheekbone was bruised and blue, and there was even a faint smell of blood on his body.

He looked like he had just had a fight with someone.

But with his current status, no one would dare to fight with him easily.

She felt an inexplicable uneasiness in her heart. She paused for a moment and looked up at him. "What's going on?"

Lu Chen gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up. He looked at her intently with his dark eyes and sneered, "I met a stray dog ​​on the road and had a fight with him."

Zhe Rou was stunned for a moment, then understood what was going on. However, he didn't dare to ask any more questions. After all, he and Ming Qi couldn't kill anyone in a fight. He could only lower his eyelashes awkwardly and cover up, "...Let me go first."

Lu Chen glanced at her calmly, raised his thin chin towards the medicine shop, and said with a childish cunning, "Help me apply the medicine, and I'll let you go."

Although Zhe Rou didn't really want to pay attention to it, after thinking about it for a while, she didn't refuse.

She is now under too strict guard, and it is not a solution to continue like this. If she wants to leave the city with the Xiqiang caravan, she doesn't have much time.

Perhaps she could only coax Lu Chen to relax a little, just like she did before, so that she could find an opportunity and try to leave.

As dusk deepened, there were no lights in the side rooms at the back of the drugstore, and everything was shrouded in fog. Only a few rays of warm yellow light from the street filtered in through the latticed windows, casting a faint glow on the room.

After entering the house, Zhe Rou walked straight to the table and lit the lamp. The warm yellow light gradually spread, making her profile look even gentler and softer.

"Take off your clothes."

Lu Chen unbuttoned his outer robe neatly, and the cloth rustled to the ground, revealing his thin and tight upper body. His dark and handsome eyes stared at her without blinking.

There was clean fine cloth ready in the pharmacy, and Xiaochan quickly brought over warm water and a towel.

Zhe Rou cleaned her hands, dipped a towel in strong liquor, stepped forward to clean his wound, and said softly, "Bear with it."

The liquor touched his skin, causing a burning pain in an instant. The veins on Lu Chen's forehead popped up in pain, and cold sweat trickled down his temples. However, he gritted his teeth and said nothing, only lowering his eyes to study her expression.

Zhe Rou was completely unaware of this. She lowered her head, revealing a slender, fair neck. Her fingertips were warm and soft as she gently brushed across his wound, carrying a faint scent of apricot blossoms. The warm touch intertwined with the burning pain of the wound actually gave him a strange sense of pleasure.

The fine cloth passed through his armpits and wrapped around his chest in circles. The subtle sound of the gauze rubbing against his chest was particularly clear in the quiet room. In a trance, it was as if she had opened her arms and gently hugged him.

Lu Chen lowered his eyes, his Adam's apple rolling unconsciously. He looked at the slightly raised nuchal bone at the back of her neck and felt her soft hair brushing against his chin. It was warm and fluffy, making his heart itch and causing a slight shudder.

This is his mistress.

Now that Xie Mingqi was gone, a young scholar came and talked and laughed with her. The mere thought of him made her angry, and her heart felt as if it was being cut by a knife.

After wrapping the cloth again, Zhe Rou put away the medicine jar and was about to turn around and leave, but Lu Chen suddenly raised his hand, pulled her into his arms, grabbed her cheek, lowered his head and kissed her deeply.

Zhe Rou was caught off guard. She felt a light stubble brushing against the side of her face, causing a slight stinging pain. Suddenly, her feet felt empty and she was picked up by Lu Chen and carried directly to the couch.

"Lu——" Before she could struggle to get up, the light in front of her eyes suddenly dimmed. Lu Chen had already leaned over, using his knees to push her slender legs apart. He cupped her cheek with his rough palms, and his thin lips, with a soothing and coaxing look, slowly pleasing and intimate with her.

The fabric of her clothes rustled to the ground, and Zhe Rou felt a little cold for a moment. Then she felt the person on her lower his head, and a hot kiss moved all the way down, followed by a heavy suck.

Zhe Rou was so excited that her whole body trembled, and she unconsciously arched her waist, with a few soft hums escaping from her lips.

Lu Chen's eyes darkened slightly, and he leaned over with his arms outstretched, wanting to kiss those two bright red, plump lips.

Zhe Rou pushed him away with a slight gasp.

She knew that this was inevitable, and since he was willing to serve her, why should she make herself unhappy? But no matter what, she must not have a child.

She looked up, her beautiful eyes misty yet clear, "...Where's the contraceptive pills?"

Her heart suddenly ached, and Lu Chen remained silent. He just raised his hand to stroke her sweaty temples, lowered his head, and kissed her lips again, hooking out the soft tip of his tongue, letting her taste the slight bitterness in his mouth.

Now that her heart knot has not been resolved, how dare he be negligent again? He was afraid that if he was not careful, she would do something as tragic as before.

But when he thought of the past, his heart became even more sad. Lu Chen gritted his teeth, tightened his arms and hugged the person in his arms, buried his head deeply in her neck, biting her veins, and the thin muscles on his back became more erect.

…

The lovemaking lasted until the end. Lu Chen embraced her sweaty body, still burying his head in her neck, unwilling to leave for a long time.

As her breath fell on her most delicate skin, Zhe Rou gradually felt a little itchy and wanted to hide.

"Don't move, 呂呂..." His Adam's apple rolled and his voice was hoarse, "Let me hold you for a while."

His two strong arms tightly embraced her waist, one hand pressed on her back, and the other hand lightly clasped the back of her head, completely enveloping her slender and soft body in his arms.

The embrace was neither too light nor too heavy, not enough to hurt her, but still strong enough to prevent her from breaking free.

Every breath she took was filled with his familiar scent, mixed with a few wisps of bitter medicinal fragrance.

Zhe Rou hesitated for a while, and finally raised her hand and patted his back gently, "Okay."

Noticing her response, Lu Chen's body stiffened for a moment, and his strong arms then wrapped around her even tighter.

"妱妱..."

It seemed to have always been like this: when she was tough, he would become tougher; when she was a little soft, he would also be soft.

"It's like this from now on," Lu Chen's voice came muffled from the crook of her neck, faintly trembling with a bit of hoarseness, "Let's live a good life, and you are not allowed to leave me again... Okay?"

The warm breath sprayed on her skin, and the two of them hugged each other tightly. She could clearly feel the subtle vibrations of his chest, and the strong heartbeat came through their chests.

Zhe Rou was silent for a moment, but she didn't push him away in the end. She just let him hold her like this, and didn't refute her against her will.

The moonlight outside the window grew darker, casting the intertwined figures of the two people on the gauze curtain, which really looked like mandarin ducks embracing each other, with deep love.

He didn't know how long it had been, but he heard the breathing of the person beside him gradually become steady, with waves of shallow and long breaths. She had fallen into a deep sleep. Lu Chen quietly put on his clothes and got up. In the moonlight, he lowered his eyes to look at her peaceful sleeping face, then stood quietly beside the couch for a moment before stepping out.

Nan Heng had been waiting outside the house. When he saw him come out, he hurried forward and said, "Sir, the horses are ready. Do you want to leave the city immediately?"

Lu Chen nodded, signaling him to be quiet, and finally looked back at the closed door. Without stopping for a moment, he walked straight out of the yard and got on his horse.