Chapter 203
The marriage agreement between the original owner and Lu Youning was requested by the Marquis of Zhenguo.
The Marquis of Zhenguo has always felt deeply guilty about Lu Youning's transformation.
He blamed himself for not protecting his son on the battlefield, which resulted in his son being left with a lifelong disability.
The noble ladies who had previously been eager to marry Lu Youning now avoided him like the plague, making it difficult for him to find a good match.
This caused the Marquis of Zhenguo even more heartache.
His days were numbered, and his biggest worry before he died was Lu Youning.
After much deliberation, he finally asked the original owner of this body to marry Lu Youning.
The old marquis, dragging his broken body, pleaded earnestly with tears in his eyes, saying that the other party had raised him.
The original owner agreed to the matter without much thought. When Rong Rong transmigrated, the matter was basically settled. Unexpectedly, Lu Youning told her that he would not get engaged.
Lu Youning's voice continued, "I will have my mother prepare a dowry for you and send you off on your wedding day, I..."
“I do!” Rong Rong interrupted Lu Youning.
The Marquis of Zhenguo's mansion treated the original owner well, especially Lu Youning, and Rong Rong was willing to follow the original owner's choice.
Silence fell in the room again. After waiting for a long time without Lu Youning speaking, Rong Rong was a little unhappy. She had never been treated so coldly before. "Could it be that my older brother hates me and doesn't want to marry me?"
Her soft, melodious voice was filled with grievance, and anyone who heard it would feel a pang of pity and tenderness.
It was as if she would do anything for him as long as he was happy.
Lu Youning was like that; before his brain could even process it, he had already said, "No."
"Does not having it mean you like it?" Rong Rong said again, her eyes bright and the corners of her mouth slightly curved.
"No!" Lu Youning's voice had become noticeably urgent, unlike his usual calm and lifeless tone.
"Don't you like it?" Rong Rong's voice rose at the end, she was really angry now. She yanked open the bed curtains, forcibly exposing Lu Youning to the air.
"But I like Big Brother!" Rong Rong puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction.
When the bed curtains were suddenly pulled back, Lu Youning, who was furious, froze and stared blankly at Rong Rong.
Since he hid in his room, no one dared to disobey him. His doors and windows were always closed, and the curtains were drawn. Only his servant could come in to deliver his meals each day, and he would leave the food on the table and then leave.
It's fair to say that Lu Youning hasn't seen the sunlight for almost a year.
Rong Rong's actions ignited his anger, but seeing her made him dizzy.
All shame, pain, and sadness vanished, replaced by a racing heart, rising body temperature, and a foggy mind, as if I were in heaven.
The woman before me wore the simplest dress, yet she was elegant and refined, like a fairy descended from heaven.
He never imagined that a person could be so beautiful, so beautiful that he trembled all over, and suddenly a greedy and selfish feeling arose in him, a man who had always been very principled.
He could no longer bring himself to say he wanted to cancel the engagement. He had long ago decided not to implicate Rong Rong, the obedient and sensible little girl he remembered.
But at this moment, that idea was put out of his mind.
For the first time in his life, he wanted to be selfish, and even the guilt he felt towards his father, whom he hated, became something he was grateful for.
Lu Youning stared at the girl for a long time, just like a lecherous man he despised.
Not long after he brought the girl back to his mansion, he went to the battlefield. For the past four years, he has spent most of his time on the battlefield. It has been about a year since he last saw her. He never imagined that the girl, who was just a pretty and quiet girl, would grow into such a beautiful woman.
When he was young, Lu Youning had seen the most beautiful woman in Feng Dynasty, now the Empress, and he was deeply shocked at the time.
Now, the shock he felt was even stronger than when he was a child, and it still struck his heart fiercely at this moment when he had already weathered many storms.
The deep and steady heir of the Marquis of Zhenguo has become a fool.
Rong Rong chuckled to herself. She noticed that this elder brother was also handsome and refined, possessing both the scholarly air of a Confucian scholar and the iron-blooded toughness of a military general.
Even after being bedridden for more than half a year, his sexy and explosive muscles showed no signs of atrophy.
Rong Rong could feel the strong hormonal aura emanating from the other person just by looking at him.
This must be the legendary combination of strength and physique, physique and face, face and temperament, and temperament and strength, right?
Not bad, he's quite handsome. Marrying him wouldn't be a bad deal; you could give him a try.
Rong Rong nodded inwardly, instantly finding herself in a teasing mood. "It seems that my elder brother really doesn't like me?"
She was frail and delicate, her head bowed as she wept, her slender fingers dabbing at the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.
Her elegant swan neck drooped slightly, revealing her fair and clean skin, which made Lu Youning, who spent his days in the military camp and was in contact with rough men every day, instantly tense up and his breathing became heavier.
His hands clenched into fists under the covers, his voice hoarse, "I like it!"
"What?" Rong Rong raised her eyes, her brimming eyes like a clear spring, flowing into Lu Youning's heart, and like a deep abyss, firmly drawing away Lu Youning's soul.
Lu Youning fell silent again, whether lost in thought or embarrassed, it was hard to tell.
Rong Rong deliberately leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "What did you say, brother?"
Lu Youning's face was flushed. His bronze skin was now tinged with red, as if he were sweating profusely under the scorching sun. Rong Rong seemed to sense the heat emanating from Lu Youning's body, which made her cheeks blush as well.
It was as if she had applied the finest rouge, making Rong Rong's beauty extremely alluring.
Lu Youning stared at her intently again, until Rong Rong chuckled softly, at which point he murmured, "I like you."
"Is it the brother and sister who like each other?" Rong Rong asked again.
Lu Youning shook his head, and Rong Rong opened her eyes wide with curiosity, "What is that?"
Lu Youning fell completely silent. He lowered his eyes to avoid Rong Rong's gaze, and he looked much more composed. He was no longer the naive young man who had just fallen in love, but had regained his usual seriousness and composure.
However, his increasingly reddened complexion betrayed the turmoil in his heart.
Rong Rong scoffed, "Fool!"
He picked up the medicine bowl from the table next to him, put it in Lu Youning's hand, and turned to leave.
On the bed, Lu Youning kept staring at Rong Rong's back until she disappeared through the door, his gaze still fixed on her.
From that day on, he, who had been trapped in darkness for so long, finally saw the light at the end of the tunnel.
Suddenly, darkness vanished from his eyes and his surroundings, replaced by color, and his lifeless heart was suddenly revived.
Lu Youning's lips unconsciously curled up, startling Yuanbao who came in afterward.
Since Lu Youning was injured, Yuanbao has never seen his young master smile again; it's like the sun has risen in the west.
Yuanbao was shocked and delighted. Then, thinking of Miss Rongrong's stunning beauty, he suddenly understood his young master.
If he could get engaged to such a beautiful woman, he would be laughing out loud today even if he were to die tomorrow, or even die laughing beforehand.
Yuanbao shook his water-soaked head and hurriedly presented the lunch in his hands to the young master.
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