Raising a wife? The mistress of the Hou family divorced and remarried her younger uncle

Chapter 150 Assassination
Su Qingwan's cheeks were flushed, she was already drunk, and her body was a little shaky. Lu Jing sat beside her, looking at her like this, and suddenly something moved in his heart. Usually Su Qingwan was very smart and cautious in her words, like a vigilant deer. But at this moment, she was drunk, could he get something out of her? But as soon as this thought came to mind, Lu Jing felt a little guilty. How could he bear to plot against her like this?

"What kind of person is your brother?" Lu Jing asked softly.

Su Qingwan's eyes were blurred, but a proud smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "My brother is the prince, a true all-rounder. He has been stationed at the border all year round, protecting the people. He is gentle and romantic, and is the most reliable person in the world."

After hearing this, Lu Jing felt a surge of jealousy and asked, "What about me? Am I unreliable?"

Su Qingwan tilted her head, looked at him with drunken eyes, and suddenly laughed: "I'm afraid of you..."

Lu Jing was startled and asked hurriedly: "Why are you afraid of me?"

However, Su Qingwan just pursed her lips and said nothing more.

Lu Jing's mind began to become active. While she was getting more drunk, maybe he could ask her more questions? Thinking of this, he picked up a glass of wine and coaxed her softly, "One more drink, just one."

Su Qingwan seemed to be caught off guard and was actually coaxed by him into drinking several cups in succession.

After a few drinks, Su Qingwan was completely exhausted and leaned softly in Lu Jing's arms. Lu Jing looked at her messy hair and couldn't help but reach out and gently lift it up, whispering: "You are so defenseless. You got so drunk outside that you didn't even know you were bullied."

Not far away, Su Qingwan's maids Qingyun and Qingyi were anxious. Qingyun was anxious and wanted to take Su Qingwan back to the inn, but was stopped by Qingyi.

Lu Jing hugged Su Qingwan tightly and asked again: "Why are you afraid of me? Tell me, ok?"

Su Qingwan was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "I hate the Jinyiwei..."

Although the voice was light, it was like a sharp blade, piercing straight into Lu Jing's heart.

"Why?" Lu Jing's voice was slightly hoarse.

Su Qingwan raised her eyes and looked at him. The drunkenness in her eyes seemed to have faded a little, but she was still deeply confused. In this complicated world, she was carrying a blood feud, and he, as a Jinyiwei, even if he was very tender to her, how could the gap between them be easily crossed?
The atmosphere in Hongxiu Building was still warm, but there was a special solemnity between Su Qingwan and Lu Jing. Su Qingwan leaned in Lu Jing's arms, still drunk, but trying to stay awake. She looked up at him with doubts and self-mockery in her eyes: "Why do you like me? I'm not stunningly beautiful, and I'm cold and dull. I'm not likable at all."

Lu Jing opened his mouth, but didn't know where to start. How could one describe what he liked and loved in a few words? In his opinion, Su Qingwan's coldness was her unique charm, but he didn't know how to express it. Perhaps, she wouldn't care at all.

After a moment of silence, Lu Jing sighed and said slowly: "No matter what you think, the emperor has issued an order for you to marry me, and the emperor's order cannot be disobeyed."

Su Qingwan was startled when she heard this, then she raised her head and laughed, her laughter full of sarcasm and anger: "That wicked thing..." Lu Jing's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly reached out to cover her mouth, lowering his voice and scolding: "You are crazy! The whole city is full of Jinyiwei's eyes and ears. You can only think about this in your heart, but how can you say it out loud."

Su Qingwan slapped his hand away and shouted, "What are you afraid of? I am just a worthless life now. If he wants it, just take it. I don't care!"

Lu Jing looked at her and said in a deep voice: "I care!"

Su Qingwan was startled, staring at him intently, with sorrow surging in her heart. Suddenly, she reached out and held Lu Jing's face, kissed him gently, and asked, "No matter what happens, will you protect me?"

Lu Jing was slightly startled. The touch on his lips was light, like willow catkins floating in the spring, gently brushing against his lips. He could smell the alcohol and finally understood how intimate it was to have a breath as sweet as orchid as described in the books. He had only drunk a few glasses of wine with Su Qingwan, but he seemed to be drunk in the wind and snow, sleeping in the soft fragrance.

Even though such tenderness and love were like a knife, cutting his flesh.

"Yes, I will protect you."

Su Qingwan asked again: "What if I am a traitor? As the deputy commander of the Jinyiwei and the emperor's sharp blade, do you have to get involved with traitors?"

Lu Jing asked back: "Are you?"

Su Qingwan was silent for a moment, with a flash of determination in her eyes: "I want to be a traitor for once. The little princess of Huainan King was killed in the Yangxin Palace. The students and soldiers all complained for Huainan, but the emperor covered his ears and killed people to silence them, without any intention of reflecting on himself. Such an emperor is not worthy of my loyalty. Do you want to be a traitor with me?"

Lu Jing was shocked and said hurriedly, "You are drunk, don't say such nonsense anymore."

Su Qingwan smiled, and that smile was full of sadness: "I'm not drunk, I'm more sober than ever."

Lu Jing wanted to bring Su Qingwan to Hongxiu Tower to drink and enjoy music to make her feel better, but after a few drinks, her sadness became more intense, which made Lu Jing feel heavy and powerless, not knowing how to comfort her pain. He looked at the drunk Su Qingwan, feeling distressed, so how could he bear to use those means to trick her.

Earlier today, Prime Minister Lu came to discuss the situation in Beijing with him. Prime Minister Lu mentioned that the emperor intended to marry the princess of the Southwest King to him, and asked him to gain the trust of the Southwest King and the princess in order to successfully complete the peace talks and put an end to this "farce". Hearing the word "farce", Lu Jing was full of ridicule. In their eyes, the extermination of the nine clans of the Huainan King was just a farce that could be easily put down. How ridiculous!
Lu Jing knew that after the peace talks, Prime Minister Lu would definitely take action against the King of Southwest and his generals. The attitude of the Princess was ambiguous, and he felt that this storm would escalate and be difficult to resolve. But at this moment, looking at the weak and sad Su Qingwan in his arms, how could he bear to force her.

At this time, Qingyun and Qingyi came hurriedly and reminded Lu Jing softly: "It's getting late, it's time to go back to the inn." Lu Jing nodded gently, leaned over and picked up Su Qingwan horizontally, and walked carefully towards the carriage. Along the way, Su Qingwan leaned quietly in his arms, and the smell of alcohol and her faint fragrance lingered at the tip of Lu Jing's nose.

The carriage was driving slowly on the snowy street, the wheels rolling over the snow, making a "crunching" sound. Suddenly, the horse pulling the carriage neighed, raised its front hooves high, and the carriage stopped suddenly. Lu Jing was startled, and quickly protected Su Qingwan in his arms, opened the curtain of the sedan chair with one hand, and looked around vigilantly.

A dozen men in black appeared like ghosts and surrounded the carriage. The blades in their hands flashed cold light in the wind and snow. They were as fast as lightning and slashed towards Su Qingwan's carriage!