My Love.
It was the final gift Lin Xuanji had left behind for him.
Lin Xuanji had left some words behind for him. If he were to fall in love with someone in the future, he was to give My Love to her.
Jun Xiqing touched the necklace, it was cold and felt really nice to the touch.
She tugged on it, wanting to pull the necklace away.
But a large hand appeared, grasping her slim wrist.
Hiss.
Jun Xiqing knitted her brows. “It hurts.”
She was forced to let go of the necklace. Lu Yeming waved his arm, flinging her onto the seat and her dress billowed out around her. With her hair scattered around, he leaned over, lying on top of her.
“Be good, don’t be greedy. This is not something you can touch,” he said.
Jun Xiqing had no idea what he was saying. It was hot, it felt so hot, she squirmed underneath him.
Lu Yeming raised the corners of his lips, his hand traveled downwards to lift her skirt. Jun Xiqing had never been touched by any man before. She knew that no one should easily lift her skirt without her permission and she could sense the danger. She quickly pushed away his hand.
“Don’t… Don’t… You can’t touch…”
Feeling her resistance, Lu Yeming held her hands above her head. “Don’t be scared, I’ll be responsible for you… I’ll marry you…”
Jun Xiqing felt a breeze and let out a shriek. “Ah!”
With a single kiss, he stopped her from making any further protest.
…
Five minutes later.
Jun Xiqing closed her eyes, she had fainted.
Lu Yeming’s eyes turned bloodshot as he towered above her. His veins twitched vigorously underneath his shirt.
How could she faint at such a time?
What should he do?
He took out his phone and made a call. “I’ll go over later.”
…
In the villa.
Lu Yeming placed Jun Xiqing on the bed, covering a blanket over her body before he got up to leave.
“Take good care of Miss Jun.”
“Yes.” The maid nodded her head respectfully.
He left, becoming one with the darkness outside.
When the room was finally silent, Jun Xiqing opened her eyes gradually. She got up from the bed, opening the window. A dark figure appeared downstairs.
Climbing onto the window, Jun Xiqing found herself on the second level. With incomparable grace, she leaped, jumping out of the window.
Falling into the dark figure’s embrace.
The dark figure was really cold, but she gained a great sense of security from him.
He was her most trusted person on earth.
…
Wu Qin pulled open the back door and Jun Xiqing bent over, getting in the car. She wore a black cloak that covered her entire body up.
Wu Qin looked at the dark figure, nodding his head respectfully. “Master.”
Everyone thought that Jun Chulin was the owner of the Wuling Iron Steed Troop, but he wasn’t. The dark figure was the real owner of the Wuling Iron Steed Troop. The dark figure quickly disappeared before his eyes, as though he had never appeared.
Wu Qin got in the passenger seat and the car sped away.
“Third Miss, Master had me hand this to you.” Wu Qin handed something over to Jun Xiqing.
Jun Xiqing reached over, it was a… betrothal letter. Lu Yeming had told her, one year ago, he once sent a betrothal letter to the Jun family.
She lowered her eyes, flipping open the betrothal letter.
Her gaze landed on two words—-Consort.
“Third Miss, one year ago, West Duke wanted to take you as consort but Eldest Miss and Second Miss rejected him right away. Although Eldest Miss did drug you today, it was just for you to feel drowsy. West Duke was the one who gave you the aphrodisiac.
“The West Duke and Vice President Lei Ze colluded together long ago. We’ve run a test on the blood stains on West Duke’s clothes that night. It’s confirmed that the blood is Commander Jun’s. It seems like West Duke really is unscrupulous to get you and your exclusive wolf taming skills.”
Jun Xiqing had the hood of the cloak over her head, the black fabric complementing her fair skin well. Fluttering her lashes, she said, “Elder Brother’s whereabouts are unknown, and we don’t know if he’s even alive or not. Also, my sisters have been taken away by Lei Ze. I don’t think West Duke is only planning to lay his hands on my wolf taming skills and the Wuling Iron Steed Troop. He probably wants more. I need more time to think it through.”
She threw the betrothal letter into the bin and rested her jaw on her hand, closing her eyes.
Wu Qin didn’t continue talking to her. Third Miss could definitely come up with a better plan than him. Her sisters had been behaving strangely these two days and she had already prepared herself for it. Everything that had happened over the last two days was all within her speculation.
She was merely putting up an act so she could beat them at their game.
No one knew about this, but she had been following Jun Mosheng since young and he had not only imparted the wolf taming skills, he had gradually fed her all types of herbs, her body had long grown accustomed to their effects. In this world, there was no poison that would work on her.
Though she had taken the drugs, it had no effect on her at all.
Wu Qin could sense something fishy. Oh, Third Miss hadn’t mentioned what had happened in the car with West Duke earlier.
Third Miss and West Duke…
West Duke Lu Yeming was indeed blessed by the heavens, he had the ability to captivate almost anyone so easily. Did… Third Miss fall for him just now?
…
The car stopped in a secluded area and Jun Xiqing got down the car, only Wu Qin followed behind her.
The two arrived at a bungalow.
Wu Qin murmured, “Third Miss, West Duke is here.”
Jun Xiqing nodded, walking over to the windows.
The bungalow was brightly lit, she could hear some sounds of music. Jun Xiqing lifted her eyes, looking inside…
A tall figure slumped against the couch. It was Lu Yeming. Someone was dancing in front of him. It was a blazing red figure, the daughter of the East Duke, Ye Ruge.
Ye Ruge wore a sexy red bodycon dress with a low cut that showed off her good figure. She danced with the music playing, moving towards the man and she fell into his arms.
Lu Yeming stretched out his arms and hugged her.
“Yeming, aren’t you into Third Miss Jun now? What made you come to me today?”
Lu Yeming pinched her cheek. “Why are you always jealous?”
“Hmph!”
Somehow Ye Ruge made even a ‘hmph’ sound seductive.
“Ha.” Lu Yeming let out a chuckle. “I’m only taking her as my consort while you’re my duchess, my wife. Isn’t that enough?”
Hearing his reassuring words, Ye Ruge instantly smiled. She wasn’t stupid, she knew that a man like him wouldn’t only have one woman in his life.
Occasional tantrums would improve their relationship, but if she often pulled tantrums, it would only make men feel irritated.
She was going to be the future West Duchess after all.
“My mommy taught me since young that a duchess is the only legitimate wife. Well, as for consorts and concubines, they are just… to pleasure you in bed. Yeming, is Third Miss Jun only there to pleasure you in bed?”
Pleasure him in bed…
Lu Yeming raised his brows, exuding a devilish charm. He picked up Ye Ruge’s jaw. “Don’t you want to pleasure me in bed?”
Ye Ruge’s eyes shifted, her entire gaze suggestive as she replied, “I’m going to pleasure you in bed right now!”
The look Lu Yeming gave her was all she needed.
Ye Ruge got down from his lap, kneeling beside his legs. Her hand traveled downwards to his belt, unbuckling it.
Biting down on her lips, she appeared so seductive…
…
Jun Xiqing stood outside, watching them. She appeared calm even as she watched the scene. If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn’t have believed it.
The daughter of East Duke, Ye Ruge, renowned for chasing away many men by whipping them with her whip. Now she lowered her stance, pleasuring a man like that.
But the man was West Duke, Lu Yeming, so that was understandable.
Jun Xiqing lowered her head, raising the corners of her lips as she turned around to leave.
…
Late at night.
The maid opened the doors and a gust of cold wind rushed in. Lu Yeming was back.
Undoing the buttons of his coat, he took it off and went upstairs. Pushing open the room door, he sent a glance in the direction of the bed.
Jun Xiqing had already woken up. She sat on the bed, huddling up with her head low. He had no idea what she was thinking about.
He stepped inside, walking over to the bed. Stretching out his hand, he wanted to touch her hair. “You’re awake?”
“Don’t touch me!”
Jun Xiqing dodged, lifting her head to glare at him furiously. Her face was red and her eyes sparked with rage, the very picture of a furious maiden.
Lu Yeming lifted the corners of his lips, exuding a slight gentleness. “Don’t be afraid, I didn’t touch you.”
Jun Xiqing jumped up, kneeling on the bed with her hands on her waist. “West Duke, are you trying to default on me? You promised to be responsible for me.”
“How do I take responsibility?”
“Make a public announcement that you’re going to marry me and make me the West Duchess!”
Duchess?
Lu Yeming remained composed, kneeling on one knee on the bed as he reached over, grasping her shoulder to pull her into his arms.
But Jun Xiqing only banged into his muscular chest, revealing a disgusted expression on her face. He hugged two women in a short span of an hour! Would he have STDs?
She had been surrounded by a faithful Uncle Jun and loving parents since young. She had never met someone like him before.
Stretching his fingers out, he picked up her jaw, forcing her to lift her head. Lu Yeming’s gaze landed on her cherry lips, his eyes blazed with desire. It was all because of her he was burning with desire. He had planned to go to Ye Ruge to extinguish it but somehow, he just couldn’t stop thinking about her.
Stretching his finger out, he pressed her lips. He exerted some force, rubbing her lips as he watched the color drain away.
Jun Xiqing’s body slowly stiffened. Her mind was filled with the scene she witnessed just now, Ye Ruge kneeling beside him…
What did he want from her?
Why wasn’t he letting go of her lips?
Was he planning for her to do the exact thing Ye Ruge just did?
