Chapter 16 That's good.
When Lu Yuan stepped into the wing room of the courtyard, dusk had already fallen, and the lights inside were already on.
A crescent moon hangs obliquely on the treetops, its cool moonlight filtering through the carved window lattice and silently mingling with the candlelight on the desk, weaving a large patch of hazy light and shadow on the blue brick floor.
It was at this moment that Mingwu emerged from behind the screen, still damp from her recent bath.
The plain white nightgown, soaked with moisture, clung to her body, half-concealing and half-revealing, outlining every inch of her fullness and slenderness beneath.
She wore no makeup, and her skin, flushed by the heat, glowed with a delicate blush that spread from her cheeks to her slightly open neckline.
Her long, wet hair, which hadn't been wrung out yet, was draped over her shoulders and back, with water still dripping from the ends.
One drop, two drops...
Water droplets rolled down her slender neck, meandering along her delicate, recessed collarbone. Finally, they quietly disappeared into the edge of the tightly bound, almost exposed cleavage.
It left behind a winding, glossy watermark.
Lu Yuan paused almost imperceptibly, his deep eyes darkening instantly, and beneath his sleeves, his fingertips unconsciously rubbed against each other.
I heard a sound.
Mingwu looked up in surprise and suddenly saw a tall figure coming from the doorway against the light, her heart skipped a beat.
Why...why is he here?
She noticed that his gaze was somewhat strange as he looked at her.
Mingwu followed his gaze, looked down, and saw the almost transparent fabric of her clothes soaked with moisture on her chest, as well as the outline of the crimson undergarment underneath.
Boom! A surge of scalding heat instantly rushed to my face.
"ah!"
She gasped, her arms suddenly wrapped around her chest, and her body instinctively arched as if trying to hide herself.
But the room was brightly lit by candlelight, and every detail was clearly visible. Where could she possibly hide?
In a moment of desperation, embarrassment turned into blustering anger.
She suddenly looked up, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, staring fiercely at the newcomer, her voice trembling slightly.
"No, you're not allowed to look!"
Her eyes, moistened by the water vapor, appeared even clearer and more innocent, as if they were floating on water.
Despite being as frightened as a deer, she forced a fierce but cowardly demeanor.
It looks exactly like the little cat that Lu Yuan used to keep when he was a child.
A dark undercurrent surged in Lu Yuan's eyes, and his fingertips twitched slightly. He didn't linger any longer and strode towards her.
However, the moment he stepped into the inner room, his brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, and his gaze swept like lightning toward the three-legged incense burner on the incense table.
A few wisps of smoke were gently emanating from the stove, swirling and curling, spreading a faint, sweet aroma in the warm candlelight.
It's the fragrance of joy.
Lu Yuan's thin lips pressed into a cold, hard line, but the corners of his lips seemed to subtly twitch upwards for a fleeting moment, so quick that it was almost like a candlelight illusion.
He ignored the incense burner and turned his gaze back to the little woman who was trying to "kill" him with her eyes.
Staring at her like that, Mingwu felt as if her heart was being gripped by an invisible hand, pounding wildly.
Was it because I glared at him earlier and angered him?
This man was domineering and intolerant of disobedience. She had already experienced this firsthand in the half year since she married into the Lu family.
In the past, she would have been happy to see him. Even if she angered him and he punished her, she would still be happy that he was emotionally affected by her.
Now, she no longer wants to be so humble.
Although her mother told her to please him, she wasn't really ready yet; she hadn't completely detached herself from him.
She feared that if she got close, her heart would flutter again.
"Prime Minister...why are you here?"
The tone of his voice clearly conveyed his unwelcomeness.
Lu Yuan raised his eyelids, glanced at Ming Wu, and did not respond. His sword-like eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his steps, which were originally heading towards the incense burner, paused slightly, and he turned towards Ming Wu.
Mingwu was dumbfounded. She'd already said all that, shouldn't he have stormed off? Why was he still…?
Seeing Lu Yuan approaching step by step.
Mingwu quickly assessed her situation: behind her was a tall cabinet, to her left was a strong man, and to her right was a screen.
She had nowhere to escape.
Lu Yuan stopped two steps away from her and asked coolly.
"Does Madam not wish for me to come?"
The orange candlelight leaked from behind him, making his figure appear even taller. His shadow completely enveloped her.
His face was hidden in the shadows, indistinct and unclear. Only his eyes were visible, dark and deep, like two whirlpools that could suck one in.
She was like a drowning person, sinking involuntarily.
Lu Yuan suddenly raised his hand.
Mingwu was shocked. This bastard, would he hit her just because she didn't welcome him?!
She shrank back in fright and closed her eyes.
The expected pain did not come; instead, a cool sound came from above.
"What is the lady expecting?"
Mingwu: "??"
What nonsense is he spouting?
She opened her eyes and found Lu Yuan standing in front of her. The two were very close, close enough to hear each other's breathing.
The cool, ebony scent, mixed with an undeniable masculine aroma, forcefully invaded every inch of her senses.
It made her feel like she couldn't breathe.
Mingwu pushed him away, saying, "Don't get so close to me."
Lu Yuan lowered his eyes, looking at the pair of fair and slender hands pressed against his chest, and then at the large wet patch on her chest that was exposed when her hands were moved away.
His eyes deepened.
"Hey! You're not allowed to look, you lecher!"
Mingwu gasped, quickly pulling her hand back to cover her chest. She glared fiercely at him.
"lecher?"
Lu Yuan read it aloud with great interest.
"I've heard people curse me as a treacherous villain, a wolf in sheep's clothing, an executioner... but I've never heard anyone curse a lecher. That's quite something."
Mingwu, always pragmatic, immediately backed down.
"I was wrong, I shouldn't have scolded you."
Lu Yuan's expression was unreadable: "And then?"
"And then what?"
She's already apologized, what more do you want from her?
Lu Yuan chuckled softly. He was exceptionally handsome, and his smile was like ice cracking in a deep pool, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful radiance that could make the stars pale in comparison.
However, the smile did not reach his eyes.
Mingwu was stunned for a moment, then felt a tightness on her wrist.
Lu Yuan grabbed her hands.
Their skin touched, and the heat from his palm felt like an electric current, instantly piercing through her arm and reaching her heart. It sent a shiver through her body, her legs so weak she could barely stand.
hot!
Mingwu felt as if she had been thrown into a furnace. The man in front of her was like a cool spring.
She couldn't resist the urge to press herself against him and hug him.
etc.
What is she doing...?
Mingwu suddenly looked at the incense burner burning on the altar, and as if realizing something, her face turned deathly pale.
No, she had to put out the incense burner before he found out.
She turned to leave, but in her dizziness, she had clearly forgotten that he was still holding her hands. Her limbs were also weak and limp due to the effects of the drug.
She had barely taken a step when her legs gave way and she collapsed into Lu Yuan's arms.
"So proactive?"
Mingwu raised her head and met a pair of dark, deep eyes.
"I didn't! Let go!"
Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly: "You really want me to let go? Wouldn't that be letting down Madam's arrangements?"
There's a hidden meaning in his words.
Mingwu didn't understand.
"I can let go."
Lu Yuan gave Ming Wu a deep look, then readily let go.
"good."
Suddenly losing her support, Mingwu felt that her legs were completely powerless. She had only stood for a moment when cold sweat broke out on her forehead and her vision began to go black.
Lu Yuan stood to the side with his arms crossed, showing no intention of helping.
Mingwu gritted her teeth, and despite her best efforts, she swayed twice, her legs gave way, and she was about to fall to the ground.
Mingwu closed her eyes tightly in fright, bracing herself for the impending pain. However, the pain didn't come; instead, a strong arm encircled her waist.
A force pulled her along, causing her to fall unprepared into his strong, muscular arms.
His intense, aggressive masculine scent instantly filled my nose.
It stirred up the heat that she had just suppressed within her body, causing it to surge up again.
Mingwu was terrified and struggled to get up.
As she twisted, her clothes inadvertently loosened, revealing a small patch of delicate, fair skin that shimmered with a lustrous sheen in the dim light.
Lu Yuan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, his eyes as deep as unyielding ink.
Just as Mingwu was about to regain her footing, he exerted a slight force on his hand.
"Hmm!"
Caught off guard, Mingwu crashed heavily into his hard, iron-like chest once again.
"Don't move."
Lu Yuan gripped her lower back and pressed her hard against him. Through the thin fabric of their clothes, their bodies were pressed tightly together.
She could clearly feel his heart pounding just as hard beneath his chest, and... the power that was ready to be unleashed, which couldn't be concealed even through his robes.
Mingwu stood frozen, her heart pounding with fear.
Fortunately, Lu Yuan simply held her and did not make any further moves.
As Mingwu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, a vague sense of loss welled up in a hidden corner of her heart.
Even when he was drugged, he refused to touch her.
He really doesn't love her.
In a place where Mingwu cannot see.
Large beads of sweat dripped from Lu Yuan's forehead, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged out.
He was not as relaxed and unaffected as he appeared on the surface.
Time passed little by little.
The wisps of smoke from the incense burner grew shorter and shorter until they finally disappeared completely.
Mingwu was overjoyed, feeling the burning sensation in her body subside and her strength return. She was about to speak to Lu Yuan, asking him to release her.
Suddenly! The iron arm around his waist exerted force abruptly.
"Ah!" Before she could finish her exclamation, she felt the world spin around her and her feet were lifted off the ground.
Once the dizziness subsided, she found herself seated on a high rosewood table behind her. The tabletop was cool, and sitting on it, her gaze was even higher than that of Lu Yuan, who was standing.
Mingwu had been afraid of heights since childhood, and the feeling of being suspended in mid-air made her face turn pale, and her limbs stiffened like a puppet, not daring to move.
She could only cling tightly to Lu Yuan's shoulders.
"Does Madam still want me to let go?"
As Lu Yuan spoke, he made a move to step back. Ming Wu glanced down and felt dizzy. She cried and hugged Lu Yuan's neck.
Like a drowning person grabbing onto a piece of driftwood for survival.
"don't want."
Lu Yuan's thin lips curved into a smile. He held Ming Wu's nape with one hand and rewarded her with a kiss on the lips.
"That's a good boy."
His kiss was not as passionate and intense as before, but rather a slow and deliberate savoring. As their lips rubbed together, their warm breaths mingled, carrying an undeniable sense of possession.
Mingwu let out a sob and was forced to tilt her head back to endure it.
His breath filled her mouth, and the heat that had been forcibly suppressed in her body was reignited.
Mingwu was terrified of this feeling of being out of control.
She instinctively wanted to refuse.
"...Lu Yuan, no...the effects of the medicine have worn off..."
Lu Yuan tightened his grip on the back of her neck, forcing her to move closer to him.
"So you're finally admitting to drugging me?"
Lu Yuan stepped back slightly, his lips almost touching hers, his deep black eyes revealing no emotion.
"It wasn't me," Mingwu denied outright.
Lu Yuan neither confirmed nor denied, neither saying he believed nor disbelieved.
His free hand slowly, inch by inch, caressed her waist. His fingertips lingered on her waist hollow through the thin nightgown.
"Hmm!"
Mingwu's body arched abruptly, as if struck by lightning, letting out a short, startled gasp. Then, her entire body went limp.
She gasped softly, melting into a pool of spring water, and collapsed limply in his arms.
Lu Yuan's eyes were dark as he leaned down and once again captured her slightly parted red lips.
This kiss was possessive and intense.
...
The next day, as dawn broke.
The pale blue sky was edged with a very light golden-red, and a few scattered stars dotted the scene, their light dim.
The earth was shrouded in a hazy, silvery-gray veil, and all was silent.
Lu Yuan's consciousness had not yet fully emerged from his slumber, but his body's instincts had already awakened.
Feeling the breathing of another person beside me, my muscles tensed instantly.
His right hand shot out like lightning, its five fingers forming a claw, carrying a sharp gust of wind, aiming straight for the throat of the person beside him.
Suddenly.
My fingertips paused abruptly just before they were about to touch that delicate, warm skin.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and in the dim morning light, his star-like pupils clearly reflected the sleeping face so close to his.
Her dark hair was spread out, her long eyelashes drooped, and her cheeks still had a faint blush from her indulgence. Her sleeping face was serene and completely unguarded.
He stared silently at Mingwu, his hand, still brimming with murderous intent, hovering above her delicate neck, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.
After a few breaths, the tension slowly dissipated.
He withdrew his hand, deftly threw back the quilt, and got up. With his back to the bed, he silently dressed. The sound of the silky fabric rubbing together was exceptionally clear in the quiet room.
Outside the door, Granny Qin, who had been respectfully waiting for a long time, immediately bowed and stepped forward cautiously upon hearing the door open.
"Prime Minister, should the contraceptive soup still be sent over as usual?"
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