Chapter Ten: Would the Princess Tolerate Her Presence?

“Why are you here?”

Lu Xuanheng didn’t answer her, his warm lips pressing against the nape of her neck.

Jiang You’an hadn’t expected Lu Xuanheng to come so suddenly. Flustered, she pushed him away. “No, what if someone finds out…”

Only Qiulan and Xiuzhu knew about her and Lu Xuanheng. If it were exposed, no one would blame Lu Xuanheng, but she would surely be driven out of the Lu household and drowned in scorn.

Lu Xuanheng bit her earlobe and whispered, “It’s fine. No one saw us.”

Is it really enough that no one saw? He was about to marry. During the day, he met with the princess, and now he secretly came to see her…

This man was shameless beyond belief!

Jiang You’an’s voice carried a hint of anger. “I haven’t fully recovered yet. I’m afraid I’ll pass on my illness to you.”

“Didn’t you say you were fine earlier in front of Li Lianzhu?”

Lu Xuanheng flipped her over and pressed down from the front, capturing her lips in a kiss.

Jiang You’an protested, pounding him with fists.

Lu Xuanheng grabbed both her wrists and pinned them above her head.

“Behave. I have to get up early for the barracks tomorrow.”

He lowered his head to nibble on the collar of her nightgown, his broad palm resting on her soft, delicate chest.

His fingers, calloused yet gentle, brushed lightly, sending a thrill through her.

Jiang You’an couldn’t help but curl her body, a soft hum escaping her nose like a fragile kitten.

The man’s desire was fully ignited; he leaned further in.

Jiang You’an’s residence was close to Lu Yunzhu and the others. She truly feared being discovered, so she bit her lip tightly, not daring to make a sound.

But Lu Xuanheng was always fierce in bed. She couldn’t resist him, and in a haze, she didn’t even realize what incoherent things she was shouting.

The bed creaked and swayed for a long while before finally settling. Exhausted, Jiang You’an lay in Lu Xuanheng’s arms, breathing softly.

He stroked the hair at her temple, speaking leisurely, “You met the princess today. What do you think of her?”

Jiang You’an blinked slowly, staring at him. She ran his question through her mind and found it amusing.

What did he mean by asking that? How could she possibly have the right to judge the princess?

But to be fair, she thought the Princess of Nanhua was very admirable.

She turned her face away, her voice light as a feather, “The princess is naturally both graceful and beautiful.”

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“Hmm. She is kind and gentle, virtuous and wise. She will surely accept you someday.”

Jiang You’an’s eyes widened slightly, staring at Lu Xuanheng in disbelief.

He was still considering taking her as a concubine but spoke as if he had deliberately chosen a gentle and magnanimous woman as his principal wife just for her.

Lu Xuanheng thought she would be delighted and chuckled softly. “When the main wife comes, I won’t neglect you. Just stay by my side without worry.”

Jiang You’an silently clenched her fingers. “If you have such a noble and dignified princess as your wife, why keep me?”

To Lu Xuanheng, this sounded like jealousy. He pinched her cheek. “IfI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.