Chapter 1 Meeting Lu [Xiu] "Then take it off." (There are typos...)
On the night of the Double Ninth Festival, on the streets of Shengjing.
Qin Song quietly slipped out the back door and happened to meet the handsome man she had been dreaming of.
A tall, slender figure dressed in a dark red official robe stood at the entrance of a nearby alley. He held a sword in his hand, his sideburns were neatly trimmed, his clothes were tightly sealed, and he exuded a cold and arrogant aura.
Before Qin Song could even see his face clearly, he had already drawn his knife and brought it down, cleanly severing the arm of the middle-aged man who was under his foot and was about to stab him in the calf with a dagger.
"ah--"
The severed arm fell to the ground, instantly staining the area red with blood, and a painful scream echoed throughout the alley.
Deep in the alley, only the high-ranking young official and the man with the severed arm trampled on the ground remained. The stench of blood gradually spread, causing Qin Song, who was watching from a distance, to subconsciously hold his breath.
The man with the severed arm was pinned down on his shoulders and back, lying face down on the ground, unable to move. He stared at his bleeding arm, his eyes wide with pain, his body convulsing.
"Lu Youchuan, you used torture! You deserve to die!" The one-armed man raised his neck menacingly and cursed through gritted teeth.
Lu Youchuan ignored the curses and lowered his head, slowly wiping the blood from the cut on the clean part of the man's clothes.
Lu Youchuan? So this man looking down at me is called Lu Youchuan. What a nice name.
However, Qin Song seemed to have vaguely heard of it, but couldn't remember where.
Lost in thought, Lu Youchuan's icy gaze slowly fell upon her, landing on her with a warning: "Is the Censorate's handling of cases very interesting?"
He tilted his head slightly, revealing a straight nose, deep-set eyes, and a refined jawline that outlined a perfect bone structure. However, his expression was cold and stern as he calmly stepped on his prey, signaling her to leave.
This is a difficult situation. Qin Song had finally found his target and just wanted to carry him to bed immediately. How could he bear to leave him?
"Of course you look good, but," she walked over with a smile, "it's you who looks good."
Lu Youchuan sheathed his sword, his face cold and hard. He glanced at her disdainfully, then looked away, treating her as if she were nothing.
Qin Song didn't care about his response; all she wanted was his body—broad shoulders, narrow waist, slender and graceful, clearly destined for the harem.
She looked up at him and said, "Lord Lu's swordsmanship is truly excellent. How about... we sleep together?"
Lu Youchuan's calm expression froze, and he paused in the action of sheathing his sword. He lifted his thin eyelids and stared at her for a long time before saying calmly, "Good swordsmanship is more suitable for killing people."
That's just bluffing. She's the most popular female lead in a restricted novel; what man would be willing to kill her?
"It's okay, as long as we don't kill each other in bed." She hooked Lu Youchuan's belt, once again hinting at a deeper conversation with him.
Lu Youchuan's expression was gloomy, his eyes like a venomous snake lurking in the dark night, flicking a dangerous tongue at her. His waist, which was being caressed by her fingers, stiffened slightly.
That's right, that's the prelude to a fierce attack. I knew I made the right choice in selecting the right person.
Qin Song waited for him to "unleash his beastly nature," but he grabbed her hand, forcefully pushed her away from his wrist, and his cold gaze fell on her collar.
"Then take it off."
Qin Song was astonished.
Here? A cobblestone alleyway stained with blood, and a screeching, ugly man with a severed arm standing by?
That won't do. It's okay to take off his clothes, but we'll have to be selective about where we take hers off.
Qin Song immediately broke free from his hand and covered her clothes, saying, "Take off yours first."
Lu Youchuan suddenly curled his lips, seemingly mocking her timidity, "No wonder this fellow ran to the Qin residence. Lord Qin even arranged for his own daughter to meet him. Just how much does this fellow know about the Qin family?"
He thought she came for the ugly thing on the ground?
No, it seems she's overlooked something important.
The Censorate, Lu Youchuan… She remembered, Lu Youchuan was the Left Censor-in-Chief of the current court, and her father’s well-known mortal enemy!
Qin Song had just transmigrated to this world and knew nothing about the situation here. After waking up, she subtly inquired about her father's situation in the court.
Everyone in the mansion said that her father was the Grand Secretary and the Crown Prince's tutor, wielding great power, but he had many political enemies, the most troublesome of whom was Lu Youchuan, the Left Censor-in-Chief.
It is said that he was in charge of the Censorate, investigated all officials, set up private prisons, and was cruel in his methods, earning him the nickname "Jade-Faced Killer".
The person he most wanted to kill was her father, Qin Daoji.
They're mortal enemies!
How absurd! How could her father, the Grand Secretary, not get along with such a handsome young man?!
Just as Qin Song was about to explain, the one-armed man on the ground struggled to get to her feet, saying, "Save me, Miss Qin, I am Old Master Qin's man."
He was barely breathing, holding up his bloodied, severed arm, covered in a thick layer of dust and debris, as he tried to touch her ankle.
Qin Song's mind went blank, as if a thousand caterpillars were crawling up her back. She was so frightened that she immediately backed away, almost losing her composure.
Lu Youchuan seemed quite satisfied with her reaction. He scoffed lightly, quickly averted his gaze, bent down, and picked up the man from the ground. "Go back and tell Lord Qin that if he really wants to send his daughter, he should tie her up and deliver her to his door in person. I, Lu, am always welcome to do so."
That won't do! Her goal is to get involved with more than nine men; she'll be grateful if her father doesn't interfere.
Moreover, since they are mortal enemies, she needs to sever ties with her father first.
Seeing that he had already turned around, Qin Song followed, "Lord Lu, it's me who likes you, it has nothing to do with my father. Sleeping isn't troublesome, if you don't have time, a kiss first is fine too."
As soon as he finished speaking, the person in front of him suddenly stopped and turned around, revealing a face even colder than before.
His gaze swept over her slender neck, then moved to her cunning eyes. "Are you provoking me?"
To be precise, it was teasing or flirting.
Ignoring his piercing gaze, Qin Song bravely pulled up his sleeve and looked at him sincerely: "No, I mean it. I want to sleep with you."
Lu Youchuan scrutinized her as if she were a clumsy clown. Before he could react, Qin Song caught a glimpse of a familiar girl standing behind him.
A beautiful young woman in a lake-green dress pushed open the back door of the Qin residence, entered the alley, and stared blankly at Qin Song, her expression once again as if the sky had fallen.
Why are you making such a fuss? They didn't even kiss. What's there to be surprised about?
Qin Song kept grumbling to herself, but the maid Yun Qian, who had come looking for her, made her hesitant to ask for a kiss. She stood there awkwardly, waiting for Lu Youchuan to make his move.
The noise from the street never stopped, and the stench of blood mixed with the chill of the night permeated the entire alley. The dim light of the lanterns in the alley could not dispel the coldness in his eyes; instead, it shrouded half of his face in shadow, making it difficult to discern his likes or dislikes.
He frowned deeply and ruthlessly pulled out his sleeve. "I don't kill women, but if the Grand Secretary continues to use such despicable methods as selling his daughter, I, Lu, will not hesitate to make an exception."
With those words out, he strode away, leaving Qin Song, full of enthusiasm, defeated and dejected.
Yun Qian finally came to her senses and nervously approached Qin Song, "Miss, are you alright? How could you say such things to Imperial Censor Lu? Although he looks respectable, he is cold-blooded and ruthless, and he can even harm his own family."
Moreover, he's currently investigating a serious case of treason, and he's come to make things difficult for you several times. Last time, you almost got into a fight with him for your sake. You absolutely mustn't mess with him."
Yun Qian supported Qin Song, anxiously examining her body while chattering incessantly.
Qin Song was dejected and didn't listen to anything she said; his mind was full of his own task.
She was originally the female protagonist of a restricted novel, but for some unknown reason, her original world was destroyed by a powerful force.
Before the original system crashed, they rescued her and dumped her in this place called "Little Green River," instructing her: [Remember, reform yourself well and become a qualified female lead.]
But before the system could tell her how to modify it, it crashed.
Qin Song had never heard of Xiao Lüjiang before. She couldn't understand why Xiao Lüjiang, the popular female lead on the original site who originally had eight concubines, would need to be modified.
Just what kind of den of wolves and tigers is this Little Green River? Even with her record, it's not enough?
It seems we need to get nine of them first, then gradually increase the number. Eventually, we'll reach the required standard!
It's just a pity that when the system sent her here, it didn't bring her eight handsome men with it.
Overnight, he lost eight concubines.
Unfortunately, this body is obsessed with swords and guns, and even threatened to kill herself to join the army, which led to her arriving here without a single man available, having to find one herself.
Fortunately, her face is stunning enough, with skin as smooth as jade, eyebrows as dark as ink, and shallow dimples that hint at affection in her eyes. She has a gentle and tender appearance, complemented by delicate brow bones and a straight nose, making her look both soft and resilient, beautiful yet not vulgar.
Upon closer inspection, this face is remarkably similar to her original appearance, yet it blends a touch of heroic spirit with a touch of ethereal charm, captivating without being overtly seductive.
With looks like that, what man couldn't she win over? Nine men? A piece of cake for her.
She made her move with great confidence, but suffered a crushing defeat in her very first attempt.
No wonder the system said she was unqualified; it turns out men in this world are so difficult to deal with.
Before she transmigrated here, she could easily arouse men's desires with just a few words, a sip of water, or a stumble.
In the past, if she had gone this far, the next few chapters would have been filled with their various creative ways of playing around.
Fine, having confirmed the process, Lu Youchuan is a man she can't win over.
The female protagonist in this restricted novel never lingers on one man. Since we are not destined to be together, she will find another suitable husband.
Over the next two days, Qin Song ordered people to search for information on handsome men throughout the capital.
At first, the people in the mansion did not obey, but she was, after all, the mistress. Under coercion and enticement, Yun Qian quickly found a portrait of a handsome young official of the current dynasty.
Qin Song came to the pile of scrolls and flipped through more than ten of them. The more she flipped through, the more disappointed she became. These were not outstanding at all; they were at best men, far inferior to any of her original concubines.
She tossed the scroll in her hand aside, clapped her hands in boredom, and said, "What kind of trash is this! Not a single one of them is good-looking."
Yun Qian squatted down to pick up the scattered scrolls on the ground. She picked and chose among them for a long time, and finally, pretending to be casual, picked up the portrait that she had marked earlier.
"Miss, would you like to take a look at this?"
Qin Song had no hope, but after a brief glance, he was suddenly overjoyed.
A note from the author:
----------------------
Keep going, it'll get even better! [Dog head with rose in hand]
——
My column [Yellow Heart][Yellow Heart][Yellow Heart] is now available for pre-order! Please shower me with love! [Dog head with rose in hand] Synopsis below:
Zhou Chenye, the grandson of the Grand Tutor, possessed a handsome appearance.
But he was paranoid, cold-blooded, gloomy, and morbid; he was a complete madman.
However, the craziest one is Li Rong!
After each sexual encounter with her husband, she would fall into erotic dreams involving Zhou Chenye.
He must be so good-looking that she was bewitched by him.
But her husband is also exceptionally handsome...
Despite trying every possible method to calm her mind and reduce her internal heat, Li Rong continued her nightly frenzy.
Beforehand, she was a well-educated, virtuous, and well-mannered lady from a prominent family, serving as the Prefect of Yingtian Prefecture.
Afterwards, she became the secret lover of the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice, who was initially timid but later provoked and gradually learned to train dogs.
Working day and night, with two projects running in parallel, life became increasingly dignified.
But then I thought, it's just a dream. As long as she doesn't tell anyone, I'll consider it an extra blessing.
Later, she ran into Zhou Chenye by chance.
He cornered her, saying, "My sister-in-law left something at my house."
He calmly raised his hand, his large palm holding a small garment...
It's the same dress she wore last night!
Isn't this just dreaming?
She tried to deny running away, but he pinned her against the wall.
"It's strange, but I don't remember when my sister-in-law visited my humble abode. Yet every day when I wake up, her things inexplicably appear on my bed, at my desk, in the flower corridor, and even in the kitchen."
Li Rong's cheeks flushed, but she tried to remain calm: "How...how did you know this was mine?"
Zhou Chenye's gaze fell on her neck: "I untied it myself."
Two days later, as soon as she opened her eyes, her husband sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her body without making a sound: "Does Arong like to wear men's nightgowns?"
Li Rong looked down and realized that her house... no, she was starting to have Zhou Chenye's things on her too.
She never sleepwalks, so how is that possible?!
Plain-looking, unambitious girl vs. possessive, crazy woman/her seemingly innocent but actually cunning husband
Female not male virgin, mainly lighthearted and sweet stories.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
