Favoring a Hidden Mistress? Engagement Broken-Chapter 139 - 109

The young girl seemed to have suffered a tremendous grievance, with her head buried in the frail man’s embrace, unwilling to lift it.

And the person who caused her such grievances was himself.

Lu Ziyuan’s heart, numbed from pain, stubbornly sent signals of pain to his brain. His lips moved slightly, but he said nothing.

The autumn night was chilly as two men confronted each other from afar. Apart from the whistling wind, not a single person among the many guards and personal soldiers in the courtyard dared to speak, even their breathing instinctively lightened.

For a long time, noticing the person in his arms trembling slightly, Pei Yuqing withdrew his gaze, loosened his arms around the girl, took off his cloak, wrapped her in it, and then held her in his embrace again.

This series of actions gradually turned Lu Ziyuan’s face dark, his bones creaking from the tight grasp, as he gritted his teeth and watched.

Pei Yuqing, holding the girl in his arms, raised his pale eyes slightly and looked at the man standing above the steps, saying calmly, "Old Marquis Lu’s lifelong reputation, who would have thought he’d raise such a disgraceful person who bullies women."

The wind blew at Pei Yuqing’s robes, his back straight, standing amidst the fierce wind, his face harsh as frost.

"Lu Ziyuan, no matter how unwilling you are, direct any schemes towards me rather than intercepting a defenseless woman in broad daylight. It only invites scorn and ridicule."

Even a cruel and ruthless murderer understands not to harm women and children.

No matter how fiercely they fight in private, it shouldn’t frighten the ladies from the boudoir, the womenfolk of the inner household.

Lu Ziyuan’s eyes slightly narrowed, his gaze unchanging as it fell upon the girl, seeing she still refused to raise her head, he smiled through clenched teeth.

This posture of complete reliance, he had long forgotten whether he ever possessed it, his heart swelling with unbearable bitterness, as if being pierced by countless needles soaked in old vinegar.

The intricate, dense pain reddened Lu Ziyuan’s eyes, as a sweet tang surged in his throat.

Yet he refused to show any sign of weakness before his rival, stubbornly swallowing it down.

The intense emotions emitted a faint aura of savagery around Lu Ziyuan.

His attendant, Mingjian, was the first to sense it, discreetly stepping back half a step.

The difficult silence didn’t last long before Lu Ziyuan suppressed the mad jealousy, nodding slightly, "Heir Pei speaks rightly, this should indeed be a matter between us, today I overstepped."

Saying this, his gaze upon Xie Wanqing’s back softened slightly, apologizing gently, "Wanwan, I won’t act so impetuously in the future, please don’t be angry with me."

Xie Wanqing stiffened, instinctively gripping the man’s lapels before her, "Take me home."

She couldn’t bear to stay here another moment.

These words were heard clearly by Lu Ziyuan. He appeared polite, not at all like someone who would arrogantly abduct another’s wife, yet the redness in his eyes deepened.

His voice was cold as ice, eyes full of harshness, sweeping directly towards Pei Yuqing, saying, "As you wish, let not the boudoir maidens be involved, another day I will send an invitation, I hope the Heir Pei will gladly accept it."

Pei Yuqing took a final look at him, returning a smile, "I shall await your guidance."

With that, he lifted the girl in his arms, turning to leave.

Though he long told himself, his Wanwan was already married, legally wed to this frail man, but this was the first time Lu Ziyuan watched another man carry her away with his own eyes.

Step by step leaving his sight.

And he couldn’t even stop it.

Dare not stop it.

Two lives, he spent half his life in warfare, resolute and unyielding, most feared her threatening her life.

But one more thing he feared, that she would completely abandon him.

These two fears, he couldn’t tell which was more terrifying.

"Young Master," Mingjian stepped forward and consulted, "Letting them go just like that?"

Lu Ziyuan stood silently, his gaze on that receding figure, his eyesight excellent, able to see even in the night, a delicate hand reaching out from the cloak, climbing onto the man’s neck.

He gritted his teeth, his expression ever-changing, at some moments truly wanting to change his mind and forcibly keep her, but in the end, he merely uttered a low ’hmm’.

Mingjian’s body trembled, responding softly, his heart full of confusion.

He knew best how much his master suffered.

His childhood betrothed, took advantage of his absence from the Capital City, hastily marrying someone else, rushing back urgently to win her back, only to encounter the other’s wedding night, her heartlessness and unfeeling nature.

Pitifully, his young master was unconscious for several days, calling her name throughout. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Each instance of coughing up blood, while she and her new husband enjoyed marital bliss, always made the few close confidants feel an immense hatred towards Miss Xie, let alone the person involved.

Mingjian thought, since they had managed to abduct her, already making enemies of both Pei and Xie families, they should go all the way, seal the deal by force, settling the matter definitively.

The newly wed bride slept by his master’s side, even if the Pei family lacked a daughter-in-law, they couldn’t bear such shame, surely issuing a divorce letter.

At that time, even if Miss Xie hurriedly wished to marry, his master might not be willing to marry a woman treated as impure.

Unexpectedly, he let her go untouched as before.

Even though they were alone in a room for a long time, when Miss Xie emerged, her clothes were in order, her demeanor no different than usual, showing that nothing had happened.

A painstakingly planned abduction in vain.

This was unlike the cold-blooded general’s usual style.

Lu Ziyuan couldn’t comprehend his subordinates’ internal grievances, standing unwaveringly until nothing was visible anymore, no longer restraining himself, he slightly bent down, spitting a mouthful of blood.

Mingjian, alarmed, stepped forward to support, but was stopped by his raised hand, face pale, "Young Master, let me fetch the Imperial Physician."

"No need," Lu Ziyuan wiped the bloodstains off his lips himself, looked down for a few moments, saying calmly, "It’s a heart ailment, an old condition."

Heart ailment?

Mingjian jolted with shock, "When did you develop a heart ailment?"

Isn’t that the affliction of the Pei family’s sickly heir?

His master was healthy and robust, capable of great feats, when...

Lu Ziyuan had no intention of unraveling the mystery for his subordinate, stepping down the stairs, footsteps steady, nowhere like someone who had vomited blood consecutively.

After stepping out of the courtyard, he turned back for a look, before boarding the carriage, inclining his head, instructing, "Keep an eye on Duke Pei Mansion news, report any occurrences promptly."

Mingjian bowed to accept the command.

...

On the other side.

Xie Wanqing was carried all the way out of the courtyard by Pei Yuqing.

The journey was actually not short, but he held her steadily in his arms, not even breathing irregularly.

The carriage was parked at the gate, like an ostrich, Xie Wanqing finally peeked out from his embrace, seeing dozens of guards at first glance.

She blinked, having mobilized so many people, surely the Eldest Princess and Duke Pei were aware.