Chapter 22 You are fickle!
It is true that Lu Jinye is Qiao Wanyan's bodyguard, but looking at his cold expression and his disregard for anyone, and his strong annoyance towards anyone he sees, he does not behave like a bodyguard at all.
Qiao Wanyan glanced at Zi Yuan, and when she saw Zi Yuan nodded, she raised her foot and kicked towards Lu Jinye.
Lu Jinye didn't dodge. He looked at her like a wooden stake as she staggered after being kicked, with a trace of undisguised disgust in his eyes.
So stupid.
It's really a useless vase.
"It's so itchy, are you tickling me, Master?"
Zi Yuan was a little confused. This boy had been punished by the young lady to kneel outside for the past few days without any water or food. When he was about to die of cold, she fed him some ginseng soup to keep him alive, and then continued to kneel.
As the young lady came here from Nanzhou, the young lady did not allow him to wear thick clothes on the way. He had to wear thin clothes for two days and still did not give him any food. He was only given some water to keep him alive. Now he can still provoke the young lady like this.
It turns out to be the wolf cub that can’t be sold in the Colosseum. Who would buy such a stubborn creature?
Yun Yao put her hands on her hips and said, "What's wrong with you, the guard? How can a guard talk to his master like that?"
Lu Jinye didn't reply to her, not even a glance at her.
Qiao Wanyan put down the dough in her hand, walked to the side, washed the flour on her hand cleanly and wiped it dry, "Come with me."
In the backyard, usually this is where the guests of the inn park their horses, but now on New Year's Eve no one comes here at all. It is so quiet that it seems as if time has stopped.
"Master, are you angry out of shame?" Although Lu Jinye was one year younger than her, he was more than a head taller than her. At this moment, he lowered his head and looked at her slightly annoyed expression, without any guilt at all.
It seemed that the angrier she was, the better his mood.
"You appear gentle and kind in front of outsiders, but you called me here because you're afraid Yun Yao will find out your true face?"
Qiao Wanyan pulled out the hairpin from her hair and inserted it into his shoulder. "I actually have many ways to slowly torture you, but right now I have something very important to do so you can be spared for now."
Blood oozed out of Lu Jinye, who said nothing, but lowered his head slightly with a dark light in his eyes, "Are you going to kill me? If you die, I will die too, but if I die, you won't die. But Master, do you think I will drag you down with me if I die?"
The depths of his eyes were extremely dark, like a beast lurking in the darkness, and every inch of them was filled with extremely dangerous murderous intent.
It seemed that without the poison restraining him, he would kill the woman in front of him without hesitation.
Lu Jinye stared at her intently. He couldn't kill her, but if she couldn't survive, then they would die together.
Qiao Wanyan chuckled and didn't take his words to heart at all.
"You don't believe it?"
She believed it, how could she not believe it? If she hadn't bought him before Qiao Yihuan, she would have died in his hands.
Qiao Wanyan said nothing, but pulled out the hairpin stuck in his shoulder. The blood dyed the hairpin red, like red coral with a deadly color.
The plain white clothes were stained with blood, staining a large area red.
Lu Jinye still seemed to feel nothing and didn't even blink.
Qiao Wanyan threw the hairpin aside and untied Lu Jinye's clothes with her bare hands.
The boy's face, which had always remained gloomy, finally showed a rare expression. "What are you going to do?"
Qiao Wanyan looked up at him without saying anything, and with a slight movement of her fingertips the belt was untied.
Lu Jinye's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he wanted to step back to avoid it, but he heard a clear and pleasant voice.
"Don't move."
The sound was like a dreamy, ethereal breeze above the clouds, echoing in the ears and reaching the deepest part of the soul, making one's scalp tingle and fingertips tremble.
The outer shirt was taken off and slid loosely to the ground. Qiao Wanyan's hands did not stop and continued to unbutton his underwear. In just a moment, his upper body was exposed.
Although Lu Jinye looks thin, he has a body that makes him look thin when dressed and muscular when undressed.
The light glow of the winter sun combined with the white snow on the ground made his skin look even whiter. The mermaid lines on both sides of his body were sexy and mysterious, winding down and disappearing into his underwear, which was very imaginative.
Lu Jinye turned his head away from her and said, "As a woman, you take off a man's clothes at will. You still dream of marrying the prince. You are so fickle."
"Pa." Qiao Wanyan slapped him in the face as if giving alms.
"I just took off your clothes and saw your body, what does that count as?"
The fingertips of her slender jade-white hand fell on his chest. She felt Lu Jinye's body tremble, and gently moved downwards, "Even if I touched you, what would happen?"
"Fickle? Men can have three wives and four concubines, go in and out of brothels and seek pleasure, but women are considered fickle and shameless just by being touched. Is it so unfair just because you men have one more needle than women?"
Lu Jinye was stunned.
He looked at her in disbelief, as if he suspected that he had just hallucinated.
Qiao Wanyan increased the strength of her hands, and her nails left a bloody mark on his body.
Lu Jinye didn't feel any pain, he just felt a numbness in his waist and an indescribable pleasure that made his brain go blank.
"Kneel down."
Lu Jinye's body reacted faster than his brain, and he knelt down in front of her, as if submitting to the queen.
Qiao Wanyan patted his face and said, "Kneel here and don't get up without my permission."
The winter weather was freezing cold. Even wearing a thick fox fur coat, my hands and feet were still freezing. Kneeling on the ground with my upper body naked for a few hours would freeze an ordinary person to death.
However, he had been kneeling in the Jin Mansion for two days and two nights without dying. Since he could bear it, he should continue kneeling.
Lu Jinye looked at her leaving back and frowned slightly. Just left like that?
He glanced at the clothes on the floor, his eyes dim.
Crazy woman.
The steaming hot filled the entire kitchen. Qiao Wanyan was sitting and waiting on the first floor of the lobby. Zi Yuan was massaging her shoulders behind her. Yun Yao happily followed a few maids to the street to play with firework sticks.
From time to time, Yun Yao could be seen running back and forth at the entrance of the inn with a firework stick in her hand. Even though Qingzhou was not as lively as Yongzhou, she was still happy and did not complain.
A maid came over and said, "Miss, the dumplings are ready."
Qiao Wanyan nodded and said, "Pretend it to look nice. I will take it to the official post to give to the prince."
Zi Yuan chuckled, "Your Highness will definitely be very touched. When the time comes, Miss will accompany Your Highness to spend a unique New Year's Eve. Your Highness will definitely be captured by Miss and will forget Qiao Yihuan to the horizon!"
Qiao Wanyan's eyes were filled with tiny streams of light. "I won't stay to have the New Year's Eve dinner with the prince. I'll just deliver the dumplings and come back. And I'll do it anonymously."
Zi Yuan took a big step and stood in front of her. "Why, Miss?! Then wouldn't it be in vain for you to make dumplings yourself?"
Qiao Wanyan pinched her chubby cheeks and said, "He must know that I was the one who sent the dumplings, and he will definitely come over."
She wanted Tsuru Chiyu to start walking towards her instead of running towards him like before and like everyone else.
A moment later, Qiao Wanyan carried the exquisite food box and walked towards the official post station not far from Minglou Inn.
On New Year's Eve, every family is gathering at home to prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner. The streets are deserted, and there is an inexplicable sense of desolation and coldness.
Qiao Wanyan carried the food box, pulled her cloak tighter around her, and quickened her pace as she walked towards the government post.
Suddenly, I felt a chill on my back and a bad feeling arose in my heart.
The next second, a knife struck Qiao Wanyan’s shoulder and neck. Her eyes went dark in an instant, the food box in her hand fell to the ground, and she fell into the arms of the person behind her.
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