Chapter 148 World 6 (Twenty)
Baoshan lowered her head, a light glow shimmering in her amber eyes. Her voice was as light as a bird's feather, tickling Lu Wenhe's heart and causing him to feel a little itchy.
Bao Shan looked like she was willing to do whatever she asked, and her posture was gentle and obedient. "If the prince says so, no one can leave the Duke's Mansion."
Even a strong man has to act according to Lu Wenhe's instructions, let alone the lithe Baoshan.
Her slender arms fell in front of her, the two soft fingers of her precious fan gently rubbing the dress on her body. Her skin was as tender and soft as the white lotus roots in the pond, and now, because of her depression, her face skin has become even paler, and against the blue mark on her forehead, she looks even more pitiful.
Lu Wenhe couldn't stand Baoshan's behavior, which always made him feel that Baoshan was afraid of him.
Lu Wenhe claims that he is not a good person, but judging from his appearance, he is not a terrible beast, so why should the precious fan be so afraid of him?
Lu Wenhe leaned over Baoshan, and the sudden pressure made Baoshan subconsciously retreat. However, Lu Wenhe did not give Baoshan a chance to dodge. He stretched out his arms and tightly wrapped them around Baoshan's waist.
With a slight force on her arms, she held the precious fan in her arms.
"Don't you want to marry me?"
Hearing this, Bao Shan trembled slightly and said timidly, "I know that my status is low and I am not worthy of the status of a prince."
These words, which could barely be considered flattery, did not sound soothing to Lu Wenhe's ears, but rather extremely irritating.
Lu Wenhe increased the strength of his arms and pressed the treasure fan against his chest.
The dull beating sound passed through the chest, through the outer robe, and fell into Baoshan's ears.
Gradually, Lu Wenhe's heartbeat and Baoshan's fragile heart became the same rhythm.
Shared breaths, hearts beating in unison.
Lu Wenhe's dull voice revealed his displeasure.
"Since you have given your body to me, do you still want to marry someone else?"
Lu Wenhe thought to himself: If Baoshan really had other thoughts and wanted to marry someone else, he would definitely not agree.
Lu Wenhe couldn't explain the reason why he was unwilling. He attributed these emotions to the fact that things that belonged to him should be locked up in the Zhaixing Tower.
However, the treasure fan was different from other objects and could move freely. Lu Wenhe could not restrain it, so he could only keep leaving his marks on the treasure fan.
However, these traces could not resist the ambitions of others who were watching. Even the fragile Baoshan had some strange thoughts, which made Lu Wenhe very unhappy.
Bao Shan lay on Lu Wenhe's strong chest and said in a weak voice, "Of course I can't marry anyone else. Even so, if the prince doesn't want to, I can't force him. When the time comes, only my eldest sister can find a way out for me."
Who could force Lu Wenhe to do anything, even to take a concubine? As long as Lu Wenhe refused to give in, the concubine's sedan chair would not be allowed to enter the Duke's Mansion.
Lu Wenhe sneered in his heart. Baoshan was so naive that he wanted to rely on the Qin family and Qin Fu to find a good future.
Little did she know that the Qin family's plan was to use Baoshan's body to win over her husband's heart and make it easier for Qin Fu to manage the backyard.
But when Lu Wenhe heard Baoshan say that she had to obey Qin Fu's arrangements, his brows furrowed. A scene emerged in his mind where Baoshan was married off with Qin Fu, and at Qin Fu's suggestion, she was enjoying herself with her husband.
At that time, Baoshan's shyness and soft body were all revealed in front of another man.
How could Lu Wenhe not be furious?
He leaned over gently, sniffing and kissing Baoshan's white neck, leaving behind a shameful wetness.
Lu Wenhe's voice was filled with unbearable hoarseness: "Be obedient and make me happy."
His broad palm stroked the loose hair on the fan, which felt soft to the touch.
The palm of his hand moved the long black hair backward, revealing the slender white neck.
The neck trembled slightly, revealing its lovable fragility, as if it were a poor little animal in a quiet mountain forest, knowing that it had no hope of escape and could only wait to be slaughtered, quietly waiting for the hunter to enjoy it.
Lu Wenhe moved his thin lips, pecking at Baoshan's jaw, measuring the small, round curve.
The cool lips moved slightly upwards and fell on the corners of Baoshan's crimson eyes.
Such a beautiful color reminded Lu Wenhe of the bright pigeon blood gem in the Zhaixing Tower. The delicate color made people feel trance-like.
But the beauty of the pigeon blood gem is too harsh and cold, and cannot compare to the delicate and fragile beauty before his eyes.
His lips were imprinted on the blue mark on his forehead. Lu Wenhe paused slightly, his brows furrowed.
After all, it is inevitable that people will feel depressed when flawless white jade suddenly develops cracks.
Bao Shan asked softly, "Will the prince take me as his concubine?"
Lu Wenhe's eyebrows were cold, and he said meaningfully: "If you weren't so stupid, you would be pleasing to others..."
He lured the treasure fan deeper step by step, like a malicious hunter who placed baits in front of the ignorant birds, bewitching them to fly into the abyss-like trap.
Her eyelashes, as light as butterfly wings, trembled slightly as Baoshan raised her eyes, as if finally mustering the courage. She raised her pale arms and gently wrapped them around Lu Wenhe's neck. Baoshan kissed Lu Wenhe's cheek in a flattering manner. If Lu Wenhe's kiss was a surging wave, it would almost swallow her up, leaving her powerless to resist.
The kiss of the precious fan is like the spring breeze in March, gently shaking the fluffy dandelions and floating them around.
Lu Wenhe pinched Baoshan's waist with one hand, and slowly moved his other hand upwards, across the straight back, thin shoulder blades, and finally landed on Baoshan's shoulder.
He exerted a little force with his two palms, as if to grasp the weak and slender treasure fan in his hands.
This was the first time that Lu Wenhe only had a brief taste of the intimacy between him and Baoshan, and only allowed the intimacy between his lips and teeth to stay lightly, without continuing with skin-to-skin contact.
According to Lu Wenhe's temperament, he looks elegant on the outside, but is actually paranoid and selfish. Naturally, he wants to make himself happy no matter what.
But Lu Wenhe saw the blue mark on Baoshan's forehead. Just by touching her lips, Baoshan frowned and pursed her soft lips, looking so pitiful.
Even though his desire was growing like the boundless ocean, Lu Wenhe barely stopped. The hands that had unbuttoned Baoshan's dress many times now clumsily fastened the buttons on Baoshan's chest.
Lu Wenhe personally returned the treasured fan to the Qin Mansion.
Along the way, both of them were silent.
When we arrived at Qin's residence, the coachman was already waiting next to the carriage.
The curtain was lifted, Baoshan raised her hand, and was about to hold the coachman's arm and get off the carriage.
Lu Wenhe took a step ahead, jumped off the carriage, and with Baoshan's soft call, he easily picked her up and put her on the ground.
Baoshan thanked him softly and walked towards the mansion gate.
After walking about ten steps, Baoshan turned around and looked, originally thinking that Lu Wenhe had already left.
After all, he is not the type to drag his feet. After returning the treasured fan to the Qin Mansion, he will probably not stay for too long.
What surprised Baoshan was that Lu Wenhe was still standing there, his dark eyes reflecting Baoshan's figure.
Baoshan wanted to say something but stopped herself, hesitating whether to walk towards Lu Wenhe.
Lu Wenhe strode forward, walked to the treasured fan, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"
Bao Shan opened her lips slightly and asked in a soft voice, "Is the prince happy?"
Lu Wenhe chuckled softly and said, "It's not really joyful, just a little bit."
He was very happy, but he only felt a little bit.
Baoshan walked into the Qin Mansion with a gloomy expression.
Compared to when he came, Lu Wenhe was in a much happier mood.
The news that Lu Wenhe personally delivered the treasured fan back home naturally became a hot topic.
As soon as Bao Shan stepped into the Qin Mansion, the servants vividly described the scene of her and Master Lu being "reluctant to part".
Baoshan had just rested for a while in the house when she was led to the hall by a maid.
Both Qin's father and mother had solemn expressions, and Qin Fu also had a frown on her face.
Baoshan looked calm and greeted softly.
Mother Qin didn't intend to test the waters, but asked directly: "What is your relationship with Master Lu? Why did he send you back home?"
The treasured fan will be in the restaurant, no matter how difficult Miss Yin makes things.
He even pushed her down the stairs in anger.
Fortunately, with the help of Xie Guan and Lu Wenhe, she was spared from further harm.
However, Xie Guan is Miss Yin’s fiancé and they are engaged, so it is not convenient to send her off.
Lu Wenhe understood Baoshan's predicament and was kind-hearted, so he offered help and brought Baoshan back to the Duke's Mansion for treatment.
After learning that the injury was not serious, he returned the treasured fan to the Qin Mansion without any hesitation.
Bao Shan did not lie completely, and his nonsense would definitely make the Qin family angry and disgusted.
What Qin's father and mother wanted to know was the relationship between Bao Shan and Lu Wenhe.
But sooner or later, Qin's father and mother would know what happened in the restaurant. Rather than letting them hear it from others, it would be better for Baoshan to tell them first.
Baoshan did not deliberately conceal the facts. After all, there were many diners in the restaurant. If he deliberately concealed or fabricated the facts in public, it would be exposed by just one word from others.
Baoshan told the truth, but explained that Xie Guan and Lu Wenhe's help was done out of kindness.
After Bao Shan's words, Qin's father and mother relaxed their brows and their anger obviously subsided a lot.
Qin's mother asked some more questions about the Duke's Mansion and Lu Wenhe, such as whether Lu Wenhe had revealed anything and whether he was willing to enter into a marriage contract with the Qin family.
Baoshan shook his head and said he didn't know.
Looking at the scar on Baoshan's forehead and the fatigue between his brows, Qin Fu coldly stopped Qin's mother from asking any further questions.
"Even if you want to climb the big tree of the Duke's Mansion, you shouldn't be so impatient. If it gets out, you will just become a laughing stock."
Mother Qin looked at Qin Fu angrily and complained, "What are you talking about? I'm just worried about your marriage.
Besides, it's just a private conversation, how could it make people laugh?"
Qin Fu said softly: "Are the maids in the hall not considered as other people?"
Hearing this, the two maids serving in the hall lowered their heads.
Mother Qin knew what Qin Fu said was true. Even a personal maid could leak their master's words. And what about two little maids pouring tea and water? Mother Qin secretly regretted it and no longer wanted to question Bao Shan. She simply waved Bao Shan away, leaving the two maids to teach her a lesson.
Qin Fu glanced at the treasure fan and said in a cold voice, "Are you not leaving yet?"
She thought to herself: He is really like a piece of wood.
Bao Shan quickly caught up with Qin Fu and thanked her softly. Qin Fu ignored her, her face tense and her attitude towards Bao Shan extremely cold.
Baoshan frowned, and after thinking carefully, she realized where Qin Fu's indifference came from.
Those evasive words could deceive Qin's father and mother, but they could not hide it from Qin Fu.
Baoshan raised her porcelain-white face, her eyes were filled with water, and even the words she spoke were trembling.
"Eldest sister, I'm scared."
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