Chapter 188 - 139_2
Even the most heinous criminal should have a specific sentence.
Since she didn’t take his life, she couldn’t ignore his existence, at least...
At least give him a glimmer of hope.
Xie Wanqing originally didn’t want to speak, but she saw him sitting up straight from the corner of her eye, seemingly about to come over, so she had to speak up.
"I’m already married."
She had said this countless times, and Lu Ziyuan was no longer as angry as he was at the beginning. He said, "What’s the big deal? In this dynasty, there are many women who remarry after divorce. Even Empress Xiaohui of the Grand Ancestor remarried into the palace."
But her husband passed away, and she was favored by the Grand Ancestor and remarried into the palace, not taken from someone else while he was still alive!
However, Xie Wanqing only dared to complain in her heart, filled with anger but not daring to speak.
Lu Ziyuan said, "You don’t have to worry about anything. Just nod your head slightly, and I will handle everything."
The way he said it made it seem as if they were in love with each other.
Xie Wanqing sneered silently and said bluntly, "I never thought about getting a divorce."
"Is that so?" Lu Ziyuan wasn’t angry at all. He nodded gently and smiled, "Then widowhood will do."
His tone was so casual, as if he were talking about something insignificant.
"Lu Ziyuan!" Xie Wanqing exclaimed in shock and anger, glaring at him. "I know you’re used to using unscrupulous means, but not everything will go your way."
"Even if you kill him, I will not marry you. Don’t force me!"
"Don’t you force me!" Lu Ziyuan suddenly stood up, gritting his teeth. "Do you really prefer that old man so much? If he dies, do you plan to remain chaste for him? Why can’t it be fair?"
"It has nothing to do with others. It’s a hurdle I can’t get over. I may not be as clever or as resourceful as you, but I am not so heartless as to forget my tragic past life."
Xie Wanqing said, "Between you and me, no matter your reasons, no matter how much you regret hurting me like that, a broken mirror can never be mended. Our marriage ended in a past life."
"Who says it can’t be mended? I’ll repay everything I owe you, as long as you give me a chance!" Lu Ziyuan stepped forward, leaning over to look at her, "What did I owe you in my past life?"
His sudden approach made Xie Wanqing retreat hastily, urgently saying, "Don’t come any closer!"
"..." Lu Ziyuan looked at her silently for a moment, then stepped back half a step. "I’m not going to eat you."
"The past was all my fault. You can vent however you like. If we both have the chance to live again, why can’t a broken mirror be mended?"
Xie Wanqing sneered. How foolish would she have to be to die once and still not have enough, only to live again and jump back into his inferno.
Lu Ziyuan kept his gaze fixed on her, as if he knew what she was thinking. He said, "I know you have grievances in your heart. I will let you take revenge little by little."
He had said these things many times, and Xie Wanqing was tired of hearing them to the point of annoyance. She didn’t want to respond, but just as she turned her head, her waist was suddenly tightened.
With a dizzying spin, by the time she realized it, he was already carrying her on his shoulder and walking out.
"Where are you taking me!" She panicked and struggled incessantly.
Lu Ziyuan patted her rear and said, "Behave, I’m taking you to vent first."
The door of the room was opened, and the cold air rushed in instantly. Lu Ziyuan put the woman on the horse, then mounted it himself.
Xie Wanqing was wearing a dress, which was inconvenient for riding, so she sat sideways. Now, in the cold weather, the saddle was icy cold, causing her to shiver several times as soon as she sat down.
Frightened and fearful, she didn’t care about anything else, constantly flailing trying to jump off, but his hand was like an iron clasp, holding her tightly.
"I’m not going to sell you, so why panic!" Lu Ziyuan pinched her waist, warning her, "Don’t want your acupoints sealed, then behave."
He took the cloak handed over by Mingjian and wrapped her tightly, even putting on the hood, exposing only half her face. Dissatisfied still, he held the back of her neck and pressed her face into his chest.
Ben Yun galloped down the mountain swiftly, the wind howling past her ears. Even wrapped in the cloak, the girl in his arms was trembling from the cold. Lu Ziyuan frowned slightly, and reached his hand into the cloak, placing it on her back.
Xie Wanqing felt a warm current flowing from his palm, warming her limbs and bones.
Just regaining a bit of strength, she started struggling again, cursing him with every insult she could think of.
"In my arms, don’t move," Lu Ziyuan listened indifferently and rubbed her forehead with his chin, saying, "I might begin to want you."