Xin Wujiang's face was cold, and his ink-like eyes stared straight at Lan Shuang's face. After a moment, he suddenly smiled, and Lan Shuang's heart suddenly tightened.
"Yeah?"
His voice was low and mellow, and Lan Shuang's ears couldn't help but feel a little numb. The next moment, Xin Wujiang seized the flaw, twisted her wrist with his backhand, and pressed on the numb tendon. Lan Shuang couldn't help but groan and released the strength on her hand.
Xin Wujiang took advantage of the situation, stood up, and moved his other hand down to clamp her ankle, trying to throw her out.
Lan Shuang cursed inwardly that beauty was misleading, but a fighting spirit was burning in her eyes. It had been a long time since she had a good fight. She had been holding back her anger these days because of the Imperial Master and the Crown Prince.
She chuckled, and when her body was in the air, she used the strong waist strength to bounce up her upper body, and wrapped her other leg around Xin Wujiang's waist. Her hands firmly clasped his neck, and she turned over with force, pressing Xin Wujiang under her.
A muffled "bang" sound startled the maid outside the door.
"What happened to the Saint?"
"It's okay!" Lan Shuang covered Xin Wujiang's mouth and said loudly, "I accidentally knocked the ornament over. Don't worry about it."
"Yes." The maid didn't suspect anything and continued to guard outside.
Xin Wujiang narrowed his eyes, and while Lan Shuang was distracted, he grabbed her waist, turned over and pressed her under him, pressing her tightly. Learning from the previous lesson, he also grabbed her wrists and pulled them over her head, making it impossible for her to struggle.
Lan Shuang: “…”
She moved her legs, and Xin Wujiang pressed them down a little more, "Don't move."
He warned in a low voice. Lan Shuang was helpless. She stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly lost her strength, lay lazily on the ground, and laughed.
"General Xin, this isn't right. Bullying a weak woman, if people find out, your reputation will be ruined."
Xin Wujiang sneered: "Weak woman? You?"
"I'm so weak and can't take care of myself. Do you have the nerve to put pressure on me?" Lan Shuang is thick-skinned and has never been afraid of anyone.
Xin Wujiang was silent for a moment, let go of her hand, and stood up.
Lan Shuang also sat up and stretched out her hand to him.
Xin Wujiang frowned: "What?"
"Give me a hand." Lan Shuang looked at him with a smile, not seeming angry at all.
Xin Wujiang was finding it increasingly difficult to understand her.
He remained silent and Lan Shuang did not withdraw her hand, just looked at him.
In the end, Xin Wujiang compromised, reached out, held her hand and pulled her up.
Lan Shuang smiled and dusted off the dust on her body, "Thank you."
Xin Wujiang sat down at the table, looked at the table, and said expressionlessly: "You live a comfortable life."
"You're not bad either."
Lan Shuang sat down opposite him and poured a cup of tea and pushed it to him.
Xin Wujiang took a look and didn't move, and Lan Shuang didn't care.
"Is there something you want to talk to me about?" Lan Shuang asked after taking a sip of tea.
Xin Wujiang sat upright, his gaze seemed to be substantial, and when it fell on people, it put a lot of pressure on them.
Ke Lan Shuang didn't react at all and was not afraid of him.
Xin Wujiang narrowed his eyes, took out a handkerchief from his arms and placed it on the table: "I'll return your things to you."
Lan Shuang: "Mine?"
She took it and opened it, only to find that it was a peach blossom hairpin broken into two pieces.
"So it's with you. The maid couldn't find it this morning, so she asked me about it."
Xin Wujiang: "If I hadn't picked it up and the Fifth Prince had seen it, you would probably be dead now."
"Are you here to take credit?" Lan Shuang blinked.
Xin Wujiang's lips curled slightly. "I don't like people pretending to be ignorant when they know the truth. Your martial arts skills are not weak. Who did you learn from? The Imperial Master?"
Lan Shuang wrapped the hairpin and placed it back on the table. "This has nothing to do with you, right? General Xin came here to ask me this?"
"How much did you hear that day?"
Xin Wujiang was too lazy to beat around the bush.
"Like I said, not much. I really got lost." Lan Shuang's face was slightly pale as she explained calmly, "The Imperial Master asked me to go see the Crown Prince, but I didn't want to, so I wandered around and got lost, and ended up in the Pear Garden."
"Hmm?" Xin Wujiang frowned. "The Imperial Master asked you to seduce the Crown Prince?"
"Yeah." Lan Shuang picked up a piece of dessert and ate it. After swallowing it, she said, "That's what he thinks, but I don't want to have an affair with a married man. If I want to be with him, I can only be his only wife."
Xin Wujiang looked at her deeply without saying a word, as if he was judging the truth in her words.
"You are the adopted daughter of the Imperial Master. What good will it do you to disobey him? What are you planning now that you are telling me this?"
His voice was cold, like the wind blowing across the snowy plains, ruthless and sharp.
Lan Shuang spread her hands and blurted out naturally: "You."
Xin Wujiang was stunned: "What?"
"I'm after you, can't you see, General?"
Lan Shuang directly revealed her cards, catching Xin Wujiang off guard.
Xin Wujiang's brows knitted together, and his aura suddenly radiated outwards. With the pressure tempered on the battlefield, he warned Lan Shuang: "Stop talking nonsense."
Lan Shuang smiled indifferently, "Seriously, the Imperial Master won't let me go easily. If I don't marry the Crown Prince, I'll marry another prince. I'm controlled by him, and often times I have no choice."
"What does it have to do with me?"
Xin Wujiang said indifferently.
"Of course it's related." Lan Shuang stood up and walked behind Xin Wujiang, put her hands on his shoulders, leaned over slightly and whispered in his ear: "Don't you think we are very similar?"
Xin Wujiang narrowed his eyes and his body tensed slightly.
Lan Shuang continued, "I'm living under someone else's roof, deprived of my freedom. And so are you. General, your achievements surpass your master's. How could you possibly understand this? Logically, you should have returned to the frontier long ago, but the Emperor won't let you leave the capital. His intentions are clear. I'm afraid he'll arrange a marriage for you, keep you in the capital, and gradually weaken your prestige within the army."
Xin Wujiang's breath sank. Lan Shuang's words really touched his sore spot.
"How pitiful! A mighty eagle, so powerful on the battlefield, trapped in this golden cage, slowly being reduced to a domesticated poultry. Who wouldn't feel pity when seeing this?"
Lan Shuang's hand gently fell on Xin Wujiang's neat profile. The coolness of her fingertips pricked Xin Wujiang, who grabbed her wrist and pulled her in front of him. "So—what do you want to say?"
Lan Shuang rested one hand on the table, the other hand being pinched by Xin Wujiang. She didn't care and smiled carefreely: "Since we are both caged birds, why not join forces?"
"and you?"
"Can't I do it?" Lan Shuang straightened up and counted her advantages one by one.
"First, I'm pretty good-looking, and I'm a good match for the general's face."
"Secondly, I don't have any power. The Imperial Master is deeply trusted by His Majesty. If I marry you, you will solve your urgent problem, and I won't have to wander between several men. His Majesty might even think I'm a pawn planted by your side."
"Third..." Lan Shuang waved three fingers in front of him. "When the dust settles in the future, if the general doesn't like me, we can divorce. It won't delay you from finding another beautiful woman."
"Then, General, please consider me?" Lan Shuang looked at Xin Wujiang with a smile.
Xin Wujiang's eyes were deep. He didn't speak for a long time and didn't let go of her wrist.
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