Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Lu Yeming was unsurprised and his face was emotionless. He repeated again, “Give the rosary pea back to me.”

With a shake of her head, Jun Xiqing laughed coldly in her heart. He had been able to tell that one rosary pea was missing even among so many rosary peas.

He was going to kill all the officers of the Wuling Iron Steed Troop for that one rosary pea.

Impossible.

She understood deeply that to him, the Wuling Iron Steed Troop were nothing compared to the person in his heart.

“I already ate the rosary pea.”

An expression flickered across Lu Yeming’s face and a frown marred his features.

Jun Xiqing matched his gaze fearlessly. “If you’re really angry, then kill me.”

Lu Yeming swallowed and let out a soft laugh. He suddenly let go of her face and stood up. He looked at her from high above, and his lips curved upwards. “How do you know I won’t kill you right now?”

“Hasn’t the West Duke always coveted my wolf whispering skills?”

“Wan Wan, you think I only covet your skills. Don’t you know that I also… covet you?”

Jun Xiqing’s eyelashes quivered. His deep gaze slowly moved downwards from her face to her shapely, feminine figure under the white gauze.

Her hands slowly balled into fists, and she scolded him harshly. “You’re shameless and pathetic!”

Now that the truth was all out in the open, there was no need for them to continue putting on this act. From now on, she was his.

Lu Yeming’s beautiful face was faintly amused. “Come, bring the Jun family’s third daughter back.”

“Yes, Duke.”

“Wan Wan, you’ll stay at my palace as a guest. I want you to personally witness my… marriage.”

Marriage?

That’s right, he was going to marry.

Ye Ruge was his future duchess, and Ah Xiao was his concubine. He was basically marrying two people in a day.

Jun Xiqing thought that she wasn’t capable of feeling anything anymore, but her heart still felt like it had been stabbed with a long needle. It was numb and painful.

Her eyebrows knit together as she tried to hide her feelings before looking up. When she did, she smiled at him and said, “You want me to see you marry? Who do you think I am, your mother?”

“…”

Even though he had been calm the whole while. Lu Yeming’s face suddenly sank when he heard this.

…

On the other side.

Tang Mo’er stood on the pier in a black coat. She was looking out at the lake. Jun Chulin had boarded a boat to get out of here and was already out of sight.

She had personally let Jun Chulin go.

At this moment, a flurry of footsteps approached her. Fan Men’s men were here. “Elder Miss, where is Jun Chulin?”

“He’s already gone.”

“Elder Miss, how am I supposed to answer to the Duke if you do this?”

But Tang Mo’er only turned around and said calmly, “I will tell him myself.”

…

West Palace.

Tang Mo’er walked in and immediately saw a tall figure standing in the living room. Lu Yeming took out his black leather gloves and handed them over to a maid. Dressed all in black, he was exuding stature and elegance.

“Yeming,” Tang Mo’er called gently.

Lu Yeming turned around. His deep eyes landed on Tang Mo’er’s face and he walked forward.

“Yeming, I’m so sorry, I’m the one who let Jun Chulin go. Uncle Jun was kind to our mother and I’ve known Jun Chulin for a long time, so…”

Lu Yeming reached out to take off Tang Mo’er’s coat and said, “Elder Sis, it’s cold outside, you shouldn’t go out in the future. Your body isn’t well now, so don’t worry about anything else. I will save you.”

“Yeming,” Tang Mo’er said as she shook her head, “AR isn’t a drug and there isn’t an antidote for it. Even if you’re heaven’s favorite son who’s going to take over the world eventually, you still won’t be able to go against heaven’s will. Don’t let me be your burden and responsibility. Now that mom and dad are gone, I should be the one taking care of you.”

Even though there were now many fine wrinkles on Tang Mo’er’s small beautiful face, her eyes were still gentle and bright, and so warm.

Reaching out, Lu Yeming embraced Tang Mo’er. His nose rested on her hair as he murmured, “Elder Sis, I’ll definitely save you.”

Tang Mo’er only smiled and said, “Silly brother..that’s right Yeming, you’re already an adult. I don’t want to interfere in your love life since you’re a man of strong opinions, but do you really intend on marrying Ye Ruge and Ah Xiao?

“I won’t say anything more about Ye Ruge, but you know better than anyone else what kind of person Ah Xiao is. How could you possibly marry someone like that?”

Lu Yeming hugged Tang Mo’er even tighter. His thin lips curved upwards and he said in a voice gentler than it had ever been, “Elder Sis, you don’t have to worry about all these things. They are all nothing compared to you.”

Tang Mo’er reached out and patted Lu Yeming’s back like a mother would to a child. “Alright then, I won’t interfere with these things anymore. You have to love your wife properly, do you understand?”

Lu Yeming stayed silent.

At this moment Fan Men walked in and saw them. He quickly lowered his head and stood to one side. Lu Yeming felt the movement and released Tang Mo’er silently. “Elder Sis, go back upstairs and rest soon.

“Mm, okay.”

So Tang Mo’er went back upstairs and vanished into her room.

…

Fan Men stepped forward only after Tang Mo’er left and walked over to Lu Yeming. He reported in a low voice, “Duke, we’ve already located the Manjusaka.”

The Manjusaka, also known as… the Red Spider Lily.

Legend had it that the Red Spider Lily was as beautiful as a fire itself and grew only at the boundaries between life and death, which gave it the ability to bring back the dead and bring an elderly’s youth back.

The Red Spider Lily was only a legend and no one had actually seen it before. There was hope for Tang Mo’er as long as they had the Red Spider Lily.

Lu Yeming lowered his eyes to look at his sleeve. He had frozen the moment he heard this news. He looked up at Fan Men and asked, “Where is it?”

Fan Men said softly, “The Palace.”

…

In the deep of the night, in the master bedroom.

The door to the shower opened with a bang. Lu Yeming had just taken a shower and he walked out with an air of coldness.

He was wearing a set of blue silk pajamas as he dried his short hair with a towel. He walked over to the shelf, where there was a pack of cigarettes and a lighter on top.

Taking out a cigarette, he stuck it in between his thin lips. With a soft clap, he lit the lighter. Bending his beautiful figure slightly, he lit his cigarette.

The flickering cigarette cast a sheen of light over his handsome face. He really was a devil. Just one sight of him was enough to make a person blush. He leaned on his shelf lazily as he took a drag from his cigarette.

The smoke swirled around him and obscured his face, making him seem especially distant. He finished one cigarette silently before getting up to leave the room.

In the corridor, a maid greeted him respectfully. “Young Master.”

With one cigarette in his hand, Lu Yeming asked in a low voice, “Where is the third daughter of the Jun Family?

“Sir, she is in the Rainfall Pavilion.”

“Got it.”

…

Rainfall Pavilion

Jun Xiqing lay on the bed. She was having a nightmare, and a layer of cold sweat covered her forehead. At this moment, she heard a sound approaching her.

The door opened.