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

Chapter 161 Willing
The snow fell silently as Lu Jing stepped into the inn.

The biting cold wind swept into the house, carrying the frost on his body. His eyes penetrated through the layers of warmth and fell directly on Su Qingwan who was lying on the warm bed.

At this moment, Su Qingwan was holding a book in her hands, her eyes closed, as if she was immersed in the world of the book, or as if she was enjoying this moment of tranquility. In the incense burner next to the warm bed, curls of green smoke rose up, which was very warm. Outside the window, heavy snow fluttered and drifted freely, forming a sharp contrast with the warmth inside the house.

"You seem to be in a leisurely mood." Lu Jing's voice broke the silence with a hint of ridicule.

Su Qingwan slowly opened her eyes and said with a smile, "It's snowing so hard, and I don't have you by my side. I don't want to go out, so I can only read a book at home to kill time."

Lu Jing stared at her with a sharp gaze, and said with a half-smile: "Didn't go out? Not necessarily. Lu Nianqing was summoned to the palace, but did you send someone to tell him to put on the mask?"

Su Qingwan's body stiffened slightly, and the smile on her face disappeared instantly, replaced by a cold expression.

She met Lu Jing's gaze without flinching, her eyes as cold as frost. The two of them just stared at each other, and the air was filled with a tense atmosphere, as if they were two ferocious beasts confronting each other, neither of them willing to give in.

"What do you want to ask?" Su Qingwan spoke first, her voice so cold that it seemed to freeze. She subconsciously clenched the book in her hand, her knuckles slightly white from the force, revealing her inner tension.

Lu Jing suddenly leaned forward, moving swiftly and with irresistible force, and pushed Su Qingwan against the bookshelf. The books on the bookshelf were shaken slightly by this sudden movement, making a slight sound.

The distance between the two of them was instantly shortened, so close that Su Qingwan could clearly feel Lu Jing's breath, the warm breath spraying on her cheeks, and the ambiguous atmosphere quickly spread in the small space.

"Princess," Lu Jing's voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of danger, "Why was General Mu so shocked when he saw Lu Nianqing? Why are you afraid that Lu Nianqing's appearance would be exposed? The eldest princess has been hiding Lu Nianqing's appearance since she was a child, why?" As he spoke, he leaned forward slightly, their noses almost touching, his eyes locked on Su Qingwan's eyes, trying to find the answer from her eyes.

Su Qingwan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and her heart was beating violently in her chest, as if it was about to burst through her chest.

But she remained calm. She slowly raised her hand and gently stroked Lu Jing's face, her movements were so gentle as if she was stroking a rare treasure, her eyes full of charm. "Sir Lu, these things have nothing to do with you. You killed General Mu, and now we are accomplices. You said you were willing to do anything for me, didn't you?"

Her fingers gently stroked Lu Jing's cheek, with a faint tingling sensation on her fingertips.

Hearing this, Lu Jing raised a wicked smile. He reached out his hand and gently hooked Su Qingwan's chin, forcing her to look up and look at him. "Is this a honey trap?"

Su Qingwan blinked, a sly look flashed in her eyes, "I'm not a beauty, I don't know if Lord Lu will take the bait or not?"

Lu Jing did not answer, a fiery light flashed in his eyes, and the next second, his lips pressed heavily on Su Qingwan's lips. Su Qingwan was startled at first, and then she reacted. She stretched out her hand, gently hooked Lu Jing's neck, and responded to the kiss passionately. Her hair fluttered gently with the movement, and a few strands of hair fell on Lu Jing's face, itching.

However, just when the two were kissing passionately, Su Qingwan suddenly remembered something, and as if she was burned, she pushed Lu Jing away violently, with a trace of panic in her eyes.

She was afraid, afraid that Lu Jing would see through her disguise in this intimate contact. She lowered her head slightly, not daring to look directly into Lu Jing's eyes, and her hands subconsciously grasped the corners of her clothes. Lu Jing looked at her, a trace of hurt flashed in his eyes, and his voice was low and with a bit of suppressed anger: "I won't fall for your honey trap. You can use me, and I admit it, but you have to at least tell me the truth. Since we are grasshoppers in the same boat, why do we have to hide and suspect each other?"

Su Qingwan took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, raised her head, met Lu Jing's gaze calmly, and said coldly: "If Lord Lu regrets it, you can report me to the emperor and say that I killed General Mu. I will never implicate you."

"You are so cruel and heartless." Lu Jing sneered, "When you asked me to kill General Mu, did you want to drag me to hell with you?"

Su Qingwan seemed unmoved. She slowly reached out her hand and gently stroked Lu Jing's Adam's apple with her fingers. Her movements were as gentle as the caress between lovers, but her voice was a little bewitching: "You said you were willing to do anything for me, and now you regret it?"

"Yes, who made me willing to do that?"

Lu Jing's face was solemn. He took a deep breath and spoke slowly: "The emperor asked me to find out whether General Mu is alive or dead within three days."

Su Qingwan's expression did not change when she heard this. She just opened her red lips and asked, "Then what do you think?"

Lu Jing snorted coldly, with a mocking smile on his face: "General Mu's body is already in the mass grave, and has long been eaten by vultures. Without seeing him alive or dead, there will definitely be no result. The emperor will surely be furious, but he is afraid of my master, so even if he punishes me, he won't punish me too severely."

"Your master has been staying indoors for a long time."

"Last time he was severely punished by the emperor, he retreated, which was a smart move. If he continues to covet power, I'm afraid his life will be in danger."

Su Qingwan thought to herself that it was he who led the Jinyiwei into the Huainan Palace and killed her nine clansmen, but Liu Jiang was a man of great martial arts and cautious temperament, so she could not take revenge.

"I have given so much to the princess, how can you repay me?" Lu Jing's voice was low, with a hint of irresistible oppression. He lowered his head slightly, and his burning eyes fell directly on Su Qingwan's face.

Su Qingwan raised her eyebrows and reached out her hand calmly, gently hooking her hand around Lu Jing's neck. She leaned closer to him and asked with a half-smile, "What do you want in return?"

Her voice was charming and stirred people's hearts. Her hair fluttered gently, and a few strands of hair accidentally brushed across Lu Jing's cheek, and Lu Jing smelled the fragrance.

Lu Jing's eyes instantly became hot, and his hands unconsciously hugged Su Qingwan's waist tightly, exerting a little force, as if to rub her into his body. "You know what I want."

Su Qingwan just smiled gently and kissed his lips. Lu Jing took the initiative and pressed her against the bookshelf.

Outside the door, the King of Southwest stood in the snow and saw the reflection in the window entangled.