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

Chapter 152 Feelings
The cold wind was like a knife, cutting through the night of the capital, sweeping the fluttering snowflakes into the messy streets. Broken limbs and arms were scattered in disorder, and the bright red blood spread wantonly on the white snow, outlining a tragic picture of Shura.

Lu Jing, the deputy commander of the Jinyiwei, who was wearing a flying fish uniform, had a face as cold as ice. He stood in the center of the bloody battlefield, raised his hand and released a flare, breaking the silence of the night sky.

Soon, Zhou Jingming and the Jinyiwei came hurriedly. The scene in front of him made him gasp and blurt out: "This...what's going on?"

Lu Jing looked solemn, and his voice was low but full of unquestionable majesty: "The princess was assassinated. You must immediately take people to check the bodies to see if there are any survivors. Be sure to investigate this matter thoroughly. I will escort the princess back to the posthouse first."

Su Qingwan was in a daze, her eyes fell on Lu Jing's bleeding wound, her brows knitted instantly, and she whispered softly: "Your wound..."

Lu Jing, however, raised the corner of his mouth nonchalantly, revealing a soothing smile: "It's not a serious injury, it's okay."

The words were still echoing in the air when Su Qingwan's body suddenly staggered, her stomach churning, and she fell to the side, vomiting all over the place.

Seeing this, Qingyun and Qingyi were extremely anxious and rushed forward. But Lu Jing was faster, and rushed forward in one step, holding Su Qingwan steadily, his eyes full of concern: "Princess, what happened to you?"

Su Qingwan curled up in a ball in the snow, her pale face covered in sweat and she was almost vomiting bile. She looked miserable and pitiful.

Qingyun explained anxiously: "The princess will vomit when she sees such a bloody scene."

Qingyi hurriedly brought a pot of water. Lu Jing took it and gently handed it to Su Qingwan's lips as if she were treating a rare treasure: "Rinse your mouth."

Then, he leaned forward slightly and asked softly, "Can you still walk?"

Su Qingwan was so cold that her face turned as pale as paper, and her body was so weak that she seemed like she could be blown down by a gust of wind. She shook her head gently and was about to ask Qingyun to help her up, but she felt a tightening around her waist and was picked up by Lu Jing.

Su Qingwan was horrified and began to struggle subconsciously: "Are you crazy? Your hand is still injured!"

Lu Jing chuckled nonchalantly, "I've been hurt worse before, so I can hold you. Besides, no matter how badly you're hurt, I can still protect you."

He held Su Qingwan in his arms and walked towards the posthouse step by step. The cold wind whistled, blowing up his cloak and interweaving with the flying snowflakes. Su Qingwan leaned in his arms, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat, and her originally flustered heart gradually calmed down. Behind them, the busy figures of the Jinyiwei shuttled in the snowy night. The bloody battlefield gradually faded away behind them, but the crisis brought by the assassination was like a haze hanging over the hearts of the two.

Lu Jing carried Su Qingwan and hurried back to the inn. As soon as he entered the room, he carefully placed Su Qingwan on the bed, his movements were so gentle as if he was afraid of disturbing her. Then, he turned to look at Qingyun and Qingyi who were anxiously standing by, "Go and boil some hot water and make some ginger soup. The princess was frightened and needs to rest well."

Su Qingwan lay on the bed, staring at Lu Jing's bleeding wound. The blood had already stained the cloth darker. Such a simple bandage was obviously not effective in stopping the bleeding. "Your wound..."

She was about to speak, her voice full of worry, but was quickly interrupted by Lu Jing.

"Don't worry about me, take a good rest." Lu Jing's voice was low and gentle, with unquestionable certainty. After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but before he took a step, his wrist was tightly grabbed by Su Qingwan.

"Where are you going?" Su Qingwan's voice trembled slightly, and her hands were tightly clenched around Lu Jing, as if the person in front of her would disappear if she let go.

Lu Jing stopped and turned around slowly, "Those men in black came for you. The princess was assassinated. As a member of the Imperial Guard, I must investigate thoroughly." Su Qingwan heard this and smiled mockingly, "What is there to investigate? Whoever is preventing the King of Southwest from overturning the case is the one who did it. It's either the emperor and the princess, or Prime Minister Lu."

Lu Jing frowned slightly, and he gently patted the back of Su Qingwan's hand, trying to calm her excitement: "If it were the emperor, he would send me to kill you, but I didn't receive any orders."

Su Qingwan was relentless. She stared into Lu Jing's eyes, her gaze full of suspicion and scrutiny: "The murderer is in a high position of power. Will you really investigate thoroughly? You won't let it go, will you?"

Lu Jing said firmly: "If I hurt you, I will investigate it thoroughly."

That determined look made Su Qingwan's heart tremble violently, and a strange emotion quietly spread in her heart.

But Su Qingwan still had doubts in her heart and continued to test: "Even if it offends Prime Minister Lu and the Princess, you are not afraid? Prime Minister Lu has everything under his control, and he is also your relative. I don't believe you will offend him for me."

Lu Jing took a deep breath, slowly lifted Su Qingwan's face with both hands, and let her look at him. His voice trembled slightly, with a bit of urgency and desire: "Princess, no matter who it is, as long as they touch you, I will find out. Believe me!"

At this moment, there was only Su Qingwan in his eyes. That sincere look seemed to imprint his determination in her heart.

Su Qingwan looked at the man in front of her, seeing the determination and sincerity in his eyes that she had never seen before, and the defense line in her heart that had been built for a long time began to collapse little by little. In this cold world, she had not felt such warmth and trust for a long time, and a strange and reassuring feeling gradually surged into her heart.

Just as Lu Jing was about to turn around and leave, Su Qingwan's voice rang out behind him, her tone softening unconsciously: "Even if you want to conduct a thorough investigation, you have to treat the wound first."

Lu Jing subconsciously wanted to say it was okay, but before he could say anything, Su Qingwan continued angrily, "The weather is so cold, a cold can kill people, you are so seriously injured, how can it be okay?"

Lu Jing was slightly startled, and a trace of surprise flashed across his originally determined eyes. Then, an imperceptible touch quietly crept into his heart. He turned around, looked straight at Su Qingwan, and asked softly: "Princess, are you... concerned about me?"

Su Qingwan seemed to have been stabbed in the heart. She looked away in panic and turned her head away, saying stubbornly: "Your injury is for me. If anything happens, I will feel uneasy. It's just out of morality."

Seeing her like this, Lu Jing couldn't help but laugh. Su Qingwan was stunned for a moment. She was used to seeing Lu Jing's serious and cold appearance, and rarely saw him laugh so happily. She felt her face getting hot, as if it was burned by fire, and quickly turned her eyes away, not daring to look at him again.

"Okay, I'll take good care of my wound before leaving." Lu Jing said with a smile, then turned and left Su Qingwan's room.

After Lu Jing left, Qingyun and Qingyi were busy filling the tub with hot water. Su Qingwan slowly took off her coat and soaked herself in the warm water, but her face was still cold, and her eyes showed a firmness that was completely different from when she was in front of Lu Jing.

Seeing the princess's solemn expression, Qingyun said softly, "Princess, the Southwest Secret Agents are already investigating the assassination by the man in black."

Su Qingwan nodded slightly, her expression calm, as if everything was within her expectations: "I had expected Prime Minister Lu to lose control. He was so eager to kill me, firstly, he wanted to warn my father that it would not be so easy to overturn the case; secondly, he and Lu Jing might have broken down, and this was also a warning to Lu Jing."

Qingyun frowned and asked worriedly, "What should we do now? Prime Minister Lu has a huge influence, we..."

Su Qingwan raised her hand to interrupt her, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes: "Don't be afraid, since he has made a move, we will accept it. This assassination also made me see some things clearly." Lu Jing's firm eyes and warm smile emerged in her mind, and she thought to herself, Lu Jing, which side will you stand on?