Favoring a Hidden Mistress? Engagement Broken-Chapter 138 - 108

Xie Wanqing’s expression changed: "Are you going back on your word?"

"I promised to let you go and never abduct you without your consent again, and I will keep my word," Lu Ziyuan lowered his eyes to look at her and said, "But you must first answer one question for me."

Xie Wanqing took a deep breath, suppressing her displeasure, and lifted her gaze to meet his eyes, "Ask."

As their eyes locked, Lu Ziyuan’s jaw tightened slightly, and he stiffly asked, "Is he truly incapable?"

In his heart, she was still his wife, and letting his wife return to another man was already something that made him feel like vomiting blood.

If they were still...

The clash of iron blades came from outside, Lu Ziyuan’s personal soldiers were engaging in battle, while he stubbornly waited for her answer.

He was determined to get an answer, but how could Xie Wanqing divulge Pei Yuqing’s weakness to a man who coveted his wife? She frowned, turning her face away. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"I cannot answer that question." She said irritably, "Lu Ziyuan, you should know that apart from Pei Yuqing, I don’t need to remain chaste for anyone else."

"Alright," her words were certainly not pleasant, but Lu Ziyuan’s tense jaw relaxed, and he smiled, "That’s enough, I already know."

He understood her too well, so he took her answer as a tacit consent.

After a pause, he added, "Agree to one last thing, and I’ll let you go."

Xie Wanqing had already grasped his shamelessness, not expecting him to let her go easily, and stared at him silently.

Lu Ziyuan smiled slightly, but the smile did not reach his eyes, "Don’t let him kiss you again, can you promise me that?"

He had abducted another man’s wife to his private courtyard even though the person in question had already come looking for her, and he was still setting conditions, truly shameless.

Xie Wanqing hated his victorious expression, showing her disgust, "What exactly do you want?"

Though he had promised to let her go and not to abduct her without her consent, she and Pei Yuqing were already legitimate spouses, how they interacted privately was none of his business.

What right did he have to ask her to agree to something so absurd and unreasonable?

She didn’t even want to humor him.

Lu Ziyuan’s tone softened, "If I don’t let you go, it will be very difficult for him to take you away today,"

He said, "Wanwan, do you really want to fight me on this?"

"Even if I agree to this, would you believe me?" Xie Wanqing sneered, "Moreover, how we are intimate has nothing to do with you. You already promised not to..."

"I promised not to force you, but that doesn’t mean I’ve given up," he stated matter-of-factly, "I told you before, as long as I am still breathing, I cannot stop desiring you. I gave you a chance, but you couldn’t bring yourself to end my life."

The commotion outside grew louder, both of them could hear it clearly.

Under the candlelight, Lu Ziyuan’s face softened, his gaze focused, "Wanwan, I just want you to promise me this one thing, if you are willing to promise, I will believe you."

That sickly man indeed had a frail body, being impotent was normal, if his woman no longer engaged with him, he could endure it and pretend she hadn’t married.

Actually, with her being at the Duke Pei Mansion, she was safer than by his side, and it allowed him time to deal with some nuisances.

This time, he had no weaknesses, not needing to consider anything else...

Once everything was settled, he would come to seek her forgiveness grandly.

He had everything planned, all he wished for was her promise.

Not to allow that sickly man to kiss her again.

Xie Wanqing did not understand the rapidly changing political situation nor knew how turbulent the world was, but she vaguely understood his plans.

After not pondering long, she said, "You must remember, what you said, never to force me again."

Lu Ziyuan nodded solemnly, "I promise never to compel you in the slightest."

"Good," Xie Wanqing said, "I promise you."

Her promise was straightforward, which was not what Lu Ziyuan wanted.

But after Xie Wanqing finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the door, he instinctively wanted to reach out and pull her back, but feared messing up her rare concession.

This was her first concession tonight.

Also, the first time she agreed to his request.

Lu Ziyuan silently withdrew his hand, clenching it into a fist, his gaze fixed on her unwaveringly walking away, his expression unreadable.

He indeed shouldn’t push her too hard, he should let her relax, then find a way to touch her heart again.

Marriage, so what, it was nothing more than a nominal union without substance.

He didn’t care!

......

Xie Wanqing opened the door, immediately seeing Pei Yuqing standing not far away in the courtyard.

His face was grim, brows and eyes showing a cold fierceness she had never seen before.

The instant the door opened, he lifted his eyes to look over, their eyes meeting in the air, for a moment their gazes locked, his eyes deep and unfathomable, hiding his emotions.

Xie Wanqing pressed her lips, feeling somewhat uncertain.

Mingjian, who was guarding outside, was slightly stunned when the door opened, then looked towards her back.

Lu Ziyuan glanced at him, Mingjian understood, waved to stop everyone.

This farce finally came to an end.

Xie Wanqing lifted her skirt, intending to step down the stairs, when her elbow was grabbed from behind.

"Wanwan," Lu Ziyuan darted a glance at the man in plain clothes in the courtyard, then turned back, his expression gentle, smiling faintly despite her angry glare, "Remember what you promised me."

Truly shameless.

Saying such things in front of her husband.

That expression, those words, as if she indeed shared some ambiguous and secret relationship with him...

Xie Wanqing was furious, ignoring him, she broke free from his grasp impatiently and hurried down the stairs.

Lu Ziyuan silently watched her nearly dash to the other man, and that man, in the next moment as she approached, encircled her waist, drawing her into his embrace.

Surrounded by the familiar lotus scent, Xie Wanqing felt a sourness at the tip of her nose, almost shedding tears.

"Brother Changqing..." she clutched his sleeve, her voice trembling, wanting to say something but unable to continue.

She was like a child, wronged outside, preparing to complain upon seeing a family member.

Her voice was very low, amidst the roaring winds at night, almost inaudible.

Yet even so, it still reached the ears of a few without much effort.

Pei Yuqing’s heart constricted sharply, both sour and painful, he tightened his arms, his chin brushing against the top of the girl’s head, but his gaze suddenly lifted, piercing towards the man who exited the room with her.

Lu Ziyuan wasn’t feeling any better; watching the couple in the courtyard embrace, her struggle in his arms contrasted sharply with her current docility, allowing another man to hold her.

But jealousy came too late, at this moment, his mind was filled with thoughts of.

So, she called him Brother Changqing, huh.

So, she appeared like a little girl in front of him.