Lu Baichuan must have been waiting there for quite a while. When he saw them come out, he rushed over, worried that something might have happened to her.
He Jiuniang stopped and waited for him to walk towards her step by step.
He was wearing a mask, so He Jiuniang couldn't see the expression on his face, but she knew he was definitely worried.
Seeing this, Prince Chen stopped and prepared to say a few words to him.
Are you alright?
Lu Baichuan walked up to them. Because Prince Chen was still there, he didn't do anything intimate, but he still pulled He Jiuniang aside and looked her over.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine!"
He Jiuniang shook her head, looking at the anxious Lu Baichuan, unable to hide the smile on her face.
She was alone in her past life and died a gruesome death. But in this life, she has a family, a son, and a lover. This must be God's compensation to her.
Prince Chen said, "You were able to get out safely today entirely thanks to your wife's abilities. I went along but couldn't help at all; on the contrary, your wife helped me out. It's truly admirable! You should go back first, and we can talk about it tomorrow."
Prince Chen was a smart man. He knew that the couple needed to be alone, so he only said a few words and then left.
He Jiuniang and Lu Baichuan also got into their own carriage, and Lu Baichuan couldn't wait to ask, "What exactly happened?"
He Jiuniang glared at him and said, "Don't rush, let me check your injury."
As soon as he approached, He Jiuniang smelled the strong stench of blood on him. Without a doubt, his wound had reopened. What had this man been doing while she was away?
She reached out to pull at his clothes to check his wounds, but Lu Baichuan hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.
"It's nothing. Seeing you safe and sound makes me feel much better!"
He was genuinely afraid that once she went in, she would never come out again. Serving a ruler is like serving a tiger. He was not yet strong enough to contend with the old emperor. If the old emperor really took a liking to her, even if he risked his life, he might not be able to win her back.
He hated himself for being so incompetent, unable to even protect his own woman, leaving her to face this situation alone.
He Jiuniang wrinkled her nose and immediately ruined the atmosphere: "Let go of me! Your body stinks so badly, it's suffocating me!"
Lu Baichuan went to the training ground to challenge someone to a duel for a while, but he still couldn't calm down. That's why he came to the palace gate to wait for her. He really didn't go back to change his clothes. He smelled not only of blood but also of sweat, which was not very pleasant.
Hearing her complaints, Lu Baichuan reluctantly let go of her: "Tell me about the things in the palace first."
Seeing that his complexion was fine, He Jiuniang guessed that the wound shouldn't be too serious, and then said, "The old emperor naturally has ulterior motives, but do you think I would let him take advantage of me? He's listening to me now in order to save his life, and I even tried to sow discord between him and Prince Lin."
As she spoke, He Jiuniang smiled mysteriously and continued, "Prince Lin certainly didn't expect that when I met the old emperor, I was different from everyone else. I had the ability to make the old emperor fear and be wary of me. Even if he disliked me, he wouldn't easily harm me, and I could even disrupt his plans."
Immediately afterwards, He Jiuniang told him the details of her meeting with the old emperor, including how the old emperor was so angry that he couldn't breathe. Of course, she also mentioned her plans to target Prince Lin.
After hearing this, Lu Baichuan was not as happy as she was; instead, he became even more nervous. He said, "You've offended the old emperor. Right now, you're treating his illness, so he won't easily harm you. But once you're cured, he will definitely retaliate."
The old emperor was a vengeful man. He was the one who always threatened others while sitting on that throne. But this time, He Jiu Niang was so blatantly disrespectful to him, and even said she would go against Prince Lin. The old emperor would definitely not allow it.
No matter what, he was still his son, and one of his favorite sons at that. He wouldn't just stand by and watch Prince Lin get into trouble.
He Jiuniang didn't care at all and said, "Don't worry, I'm confident that he won't get better and will be inseparable from me until the day he closes his eyes."
This was a rather ambiguous statement. After saying it, He Jiuniang realized something was amiss and quickly added, "I meant that his illness is inseparable from me. This is my trump card, and I certainly won't hand it over so easily."
In reality, the old emperor's condition wasn't a big problem for her. But whenever the old emperor acted up or annoyed her, she would worsen his condition and make him suffer. Anyway, he was her patient now, and she could control him completely.
The old emperor was afraid of death and dared not let anything happen to him easily, so he was easy to control.
Lu Baichuan was speechless. He had underestimated his wife's shrewdness and abilities; in this respect, he was ashamed of himself.
"The old emperor hates me too much right now, so he naturally won't have any improper thoughts about me anymore. You can rest assured!"
He Jiuniang wrapped her arms around his neck, no longer minding the smell of his sweat, and smiled as she took off his mask, looking into his eyes and saying, "You don't have to wear a mask anymore, okay?"
"good."
He Jiuniang threw the mask on the ground. His face had recovered well; all that was needed was to remove the wrinkles.
During this time, He Jiuniang made him some ointment, which he has been using. Now it's very light, so light that you can't even see it unless you look closely.
Lu Baichuan is very handsome, especially after years of training in the camp, which makes him stand out with his extraordinary temperament, exactly the type that He Jiuniang likes.
Back at the mansion, He Jiuniang had hot water boiled and told Lu Baichuan to wash himself clean. She gave him a brief reminder, but the man still let his wound get wet.
Okay, in that instant, He Jiuniang withdrew her previous infatuation. Looking at the dripping wound, He Jiuniang just wanted to slap him twice.
"hey-hey……"
Lu Baichuan smiled somewhat guiltily and tried to take her hand, but she slapped him away.
"Go sit over there, don't poke me!"
He Jiuniang resignedly went to get the first-aid kit. She wanted to say something to him, but looking at the still bleeding wound, she couldn't bring herself to say anything. He was only doing this because he was worried about her.
I should have brought him with me to the palace; I wouldn't have had to worry about him alone outside.
She can be very fierce when she's scolding someone, but she's very gentle when she's treating his wounds, so gentle that Lu Baichuan can barely feel her movements.
Looking at that face so close to his, Lu Baichuan couldn't help but swallow hard, telling himself to stay calm. His injury hadn't healed yet, or his wife would get angry again.
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