It was Jun Xiqing!
She had successfully incited the dumb Ah Xiao with just one simple sentence. She had used him to get rid of Ah Xiao.
After that, she had used Mo 'er to delay him and sent a message to Gu Mohan, causing him to be surrounded by enemies.
She knew better than anyone else that the red beans he had planted in his secret room were for Mo 'er.
She knew better than anyone else that he had been infatuated with the warmth and companionship that Mo 'er had given him all those years ago.
She also knew better than anyone else that Mo 'er was the only person in this world who could make him lose control.
She had been trapped in the West Palace and had no way to set up a trap. Today's trap had been simple, but she had always been intelligent and knew that … it was better to destroy his heart.
Today, she had played it beautifully.
He had made a huge fool out of her.
But there was one thing he didn't understand. How did she get rid of the aphrodisiac in Mo 'er's body?
She always had many secrets and was always full of surprises.
In the past, he hadn't been calculative with her. Even when she had shot him in the heart, he hadn't punished her.
But today, she had touched the taboo in his heart.
She shouldn't have.
Lu Yeming furrowed his brows, his deep almond-shaped eyes glinting with a ferocious light.
At this moment, Gu Mohan held Tang Mo 'er's hand and led her away.
Lu Yeming stood on the railing, his hands in his pockets as he watched Tang Mo 'er's pretty figure disappear from his sight.
"Master." Fan Men stepped forward.
Lu Yeming didn't turn back. He lowered his handsome face, his long fingers moving nimbly as he buttoned up his shirt. "Where's Ah Da?"
"Master, Ah Da has lost a lot of blood. He has been using Ah Xiao's blood to nourish himself and he has recovered."
Lu Yeming curved his thin lips. "Get Ah Xiao to bring Jun Xiqing back."
With that, he turned around to leave.
…
Ye Ruge entered the West Palace and everyone was waiting for the three kowtows and nine heads ceremony.
But no matter how long they waited, the West Duke didn't come down.
Everyone was speculating whether or not the wedding was going to fall through.
Ye Ruge was dressed in a red wedding gown, looking as seductive as fire. Her personal maid said, "Elder Miss, what does the West Duke mean? Does he not want to get married? How dare he neglect Eldest Young Miss like this! "
Ye Ruge glanced at her maid. "Is the West Duke someone you can talk about? The West Palace isn't the East Palace. The West Duke is the owner of this place. Be careful of your words! "
"Yes." The maidservant quickly shut her mouth.
At this moment, Ye Ruge saw a familiar figure and she quickly said, "Fan Men."
Fan Men stopped. "Miss Ye."
The wedding wasn't over yet, so Ye Ruge wasn't the West Duchess yet.
"Where's your master? I want to see him. "
"Miss Ye, Master is in the study now."
…
Outside the study room, Ye Ruge raised her hand and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
An unhurried voice came from inside.
Ye Ruge pushed the door open.
There was a dim light in the study and a slender figure was leaning lazily on the sofa. Lu Yeming sat there, his head resting against the back of the sofa, looking exhausted.
Ye Ruge walked over to the back of the sofa and raised her hand to massage his temples.
Lu Yeming didn't move. Her massage gradually smoothed out his brows.
His tall and handsome body became more and more languid, revealing a sexy decadence that had nowhere to hide.
"Yeming, what's wrong?" Ye Ruge asked gently.
"Nothing much, I'm not in the mood today. Let's do it another day," Lu Yeming said impassively.
Ye Ruge nodded. "Alright, but I'll still accompany you to the palace tomorrow. I'll help you get the Red Spider Lily to save Elder Sister."
Lu Yeming slowly opened his eyes. He didn't know if it was because she had lowered herself to please him, or if it was because she had said 'save Elder Sister' that pleased him. He stretched out his large hand, holding her hand.
"Ruge, even if we don't get married, my promise to you will never change. In the future, you will always be the Princes of this world."
Ye Ruge stood behind him. She was slightly taller and she could vaguely see his back through his white shirt. The man's muscular shoulder blade was open and there was a … dragon totem!
Ye Ruge retracted her hand and walked over to him. She knelt down and called out, "Duke."
Lu Yeming propped up his forehead with one hand, his handsome face devoid of expression. But his nonchalant attitude exuded the aura of an Emperor.
At this moment, someone knocked on the door and Fan Men's voice came from outside. "Master, Miss Jun has been brought back."
Jun Xiqing had been brought back.
Given Jun Xiqing's intelligence, it would have been easy for her to hide after leaving the West Palace. But Ah Da had been with her for many years and had always been her shadow. He knew her whereabouts the best. Sending Ah Da to chase after her was an easy task.
…
Rain Admiration Pavilion.
Jun Xiqing had been brought back to the Rain Admiration Pavilion.
She turned back to look at the dark shadow beside her, her bright eyes filled with disbelief. "Ah Da?"
Ah Da turned around, wanting to leave.
"Ah Da, is it really you? You're not dead? What exactly is going on? "Jun Xiqing was filled with questions.
That day at the pier, she had seen Ah Xiao pierce Ah Da's heart with her own eyes and he had collapsed.
She had thought that Ah Da was dead, but now he was standing right in front of her, alive and well.
At this moment, a set of steady footsteps could be heard. Lu Yeming had arrived with Fan Men behind him.
"Master," Ah Da greeted in a low voice and stood respectfully behind Lu Yeming.
Jun Xiqing's pupils contracted. She instantly understood everything.
Lu Yeming had saved Ah Da and subdued him. Not only was Ah Da not dead, the Wuling Iron Steed Troop's captain was not dead either!
This man's methods were truly profound and treacherous, making it hard to distinguish.
Lu Yeming lifted his eyes to look at Jun Xiqing and instructed, "Both of you can leave."
"Yes."
Fan Men and Ah Da left the room, closing the door behind them.
…
There were only the two of them left in the room. Lu Yeming strode over, the corners of his lips rising into a nonchalant smile. "You're getting bolder, hm? Haven't I warned you before? Don't touch what you're not supposed to touch! "
Jun Xiqing retreated warily, her delicate back slamming against the wall. She had nowhere else to retreat. She arched her exquisite brows. "What's the matter? Is your heart aching because Elder Sister Mo 'er left you?"
Her vision darkened as Lu Yeming stood in front of her, blocking her path. She felt a sharp pain on her face. His long fingers had pinched her cheek.
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