Lu Jinwen lifted his handsome face and glanced at Jun Mosheng. He then walked away.
Jun Mosheng narrowed his almond-shaped eyes as he looked at the man's noble and aloof back view and smiled faintly.
…
Dinner.
Tonight's dinner was quite sumptuous. It was specially prepared by High Priest Meng Lu to entertain the distinguished guests.
After slaughtering pigs and sheep, the air was filled with the fragrance of meat and wine.
Tang Mo 'er sat on her seat and looked at the plate of roasted lamb in front of her. She had no appetite at all. Instead, she felt like vomiting.
Clutching her chest with her fair hands, she felt like puking the moment she bent over.
At this moment, a golden basin was placed in front of Tang Mo 'er and a concerned voice asked, "Miss Tang, are you alright?"
Tang Mo 'er looked up, it was Meng Che.
Meng Che was Meng Lu's son, and also the future High Priest. Now, he was looking at her with concern.
Tang Mo 'er shook her head. "I'm fine, thank you for your concern."
At this moment, Jun Mosheng walked over. "Mo 'er, do you have no appetite? I'll get them to cook some porridge and send it to your room later. You can go back and rest now."
The first trimester of pregnancy was extremely tiring. Since she had lost her previous baby, Tang Mo 'er took this pregnancy very seriously. She nodded her head. "Uncle Jun, I'll head back first."
Tang Mo 'er got up and returned to her room.
Meng Che looked at Tang Mo 'er's retreating back, his eyes filled with infatuation.
What Meng Che did not know was that at this moment, there was a pair of hawk-like phoenix eyes glancing at him indifferently, causing his hair to stand on end.
Lu Jinwen glanced at Meng Che and retracted his gaze. He picked up his wine glass and downed it in one gulp.
"Mr. Lu, let me pour you another cup."
Lin Siyu sat beside Lu Jinwen like a little bird. She was much more restrained and obedient. Lin Xuanji's glance just now had really dealt a blow to her.
She had thought that she was younger and more beautiful than Lin Xuanji, but Lin Xuanji had frozen time. She was instantly crushed by Lin Xuanji's vibrant appearance. She felt a sense of danger.
Compared to Perfected Lin Xuanji, it was just like what Jun Mosheng had said, she was just a fake.
She was afraid that Lu Jinwen wouldn't want her.
She knew too well where her value lay.
Lu Jinwen looked sideways at Lin Siyu's ravishing face with his deep almond-shaped eyes. He hooked Lin Siyu's jaw with his long index finger.
"Mr Lu." Lin Siyu couldn't stop winking at Lu Jinwen.
She wanted to have sex with Lu Jinwen and give birth to a son. That way, she would be worry-free for the rest of her life.
Lu Jinwen glanced at her, then retracted his index finger indifferently, looking a little uninterested.
Lin Siyu's little face instantly fell. Initially, this man would tease her, kick her butt, give her jewellery and so on, regardless of his hypocrisy. But after coming here, this man seemed to have lost all interest in her.
He couldn't even be bothered to look at her.
"Sir." Butler Ye walked over and whispered in Lu Jinwen's ear.
…
Outside the ballroom.
A subordinate walked to Meng Che's side and said in a low voice, "Young Master, the beauties for tonight have been prepared for you. They have been sent to your room."
Meng Che's eyes instantly revealed an evil glint. "Doesn't she look like one?"
"This …" The subordinate was put in a difficult position. "Young Master, we have captured all the beauties in Miaojiang for you to play with, but Miaojiang is different from the Central Plains. A beauty like the Holy Lady must be from a wealthy village. You can't find her in Miaojiang."
Meng Che was a little disappointed, but his eyes quickly lit up. "Who said you can't find her? Didn't one come today?"
"Young Master, you mean … Miss Tang?"
"Mm."
"That Miss Tang is exactly the same as the Holy Lady. They are both beauties, but Miss Tang is Mr Jun's woman. You can't touch her. If the High Priest finds out, it will be troublesome."
"Alright, alright, you're so timid. I just caught a woman to play with. The High Priest is my father. What are you afraid of?" Meng Che interrupted his subordinate's words.
"This …"
"Think of a way to get Tang Mo 'er into my room tonight. If she tastes good, I might even let her become my High Priest's wife. Don't dawdle, hurry up and go!"
"Yes, Young Master." The subordinate ran off.
Meng Che's mind was filled with Tang Mo 'er's beautiful face. He couldn't help but rub his palms together. He couldn't wait to go to Tang Mo' er's room and pounce on her.
Perhaps no one knew that he had been coveting Lin Xuanji for a long time.
Lin Xuanji was like a fairy. The most beautiful woman in Miaojiang was like a servant beside Lin Xuanji. The first time he saw Lin Xuanji, he almost thought she was a fairy.
He was the only one who had the key to the altar. Sometimes, he would sneak a peek at Lin Xuanji, wishing he could f * ck her.
But Lin Xuanji was the Holy Lady of Miaojiang. The people of Miaojiang were too superstitious. He didn't dare to do it for fear of retribution.
So he could only ask his subordinate to find those beauties to vent his desire. But his mind was filled with Lin Xuanji's face.
He didn't expect Tang Mo 'er to appear. It was like a lamb in a tiger's mouth. It was exactly what he wanted.
Meng Che walked away with an incomparably excited heart.
What he didn't know was that his words had been heard by someone. A tall and straight figure was hiding in the dark.
"Sir." Butler Ye glanced at Lu Jinwen.
Lu Jinwen's handsome and chiseled face was hidden in the dark. His expression couldn't be seen clearly. Actually, he didn't have much of an expression on his face. He was still calm, but he exuded a sinister and terrifying aura.
This kind of aura made him look a little vicious.
"Sir, this Meng Che has been coveting Madam Xuanji for a long time. I heard that he even wanted to touch Madam Xuanji's hand. But he didn't dare to do so because of Madam Xuanji's status as the Holy Lady. But he has always been lusting after Madam Xuanji."
Lu Jinwen gradually curved his thin lips. Ha, for so many years, his woman had been lusted after by other men. It didn't feel good at all.
He felt a metallic taste in his chest. It had been a long time since he had such an urge to kill.
"Sir, what should we do now? The key to the altar is with Meng Che. Should we get the key first and let Sir enter the altar to take a look at … Madam Xuanji?" Butler Ye asked tentatively.
Lu Jinwen gradually curved his thin lips and said in a low, magnetic voice, "Doesn't Meng Che want Mo 'er? Then let him have it."
…
In the room.
Lin Siyu took a beautiful shower and she smelled good. She then put on Lu Jinwen's favorite red dress.
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