Quick Wear: The Concubine is Seductive and Seduces the Mistress

Isn’t it said that what you can’t get will always make you restless, especially when it comes to the person you can’t get? It has nothing to do with liking him/her, it’s just because of an obsession.

This is the situation with Lu Yingqin now. He has developed some affection for Song Qingrang without realizing it, but this affection is not enough to support him from being criticized by others.

Just like now, he subconsciously explained his relationship with Song Qingrang, but in reality she was just a lowly servant, so it was not his turn to explain it to her. He was just deceiving himself.

"Go back and come and serve me tonight." Seeing how obedient the girl was, Lu Yingqin couldn't help but pinch her cheek.

On the other side, Meng Yutang had already changed her clothes and was sitting in the main hall. The time for the wedding was almost coming, and now was a good time for them to sit together and talk peacefully.

Princess Jinghe's face was not in a good mood. Today, the Meng family was here, but Lu Yingqin actually left his people to go and see a concubine. If you really want to be picky, it seems like he is favoring a concubine even though his fiancée hasn't even entered the house yet.

Fortunately, the Meng family didn't care about these things because they remembered the girl's life-saving grace. It seems that she has to give her son a good lesson.

When Lu Yingqin came over, the Meng family was ready to leave. Princess Jinghe glared at him and said, "Yingqin, why don't you send Miss Meng off quickly?"

The two said they were engaged, but the marriage was granted by His Majesty, and they had only met a few times at banquets, with men and women sitting at separate tables, so they hadn't actually spoken to each other much, and they were a little nervous when they walked together.

Meng Yutang glanced at him unconsciously. This prince was indeed very good-looking. "You... is the girl seriously injured?"

Meng Yutang asked hesitantly after they left the house. She actually wanted to go and thank them in person, but she was just a concubine and a mistress who had not yet married into the family. This identity was really embarrassing, so it was not convenient for her to go.

"She has already applied medicine, so it's nothing serious. Miss Meng, take care." Lu Yingqin was polite from beginning to end and sent the person to the carriage.

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After the coming-of-age ceremony, Lu Yingqin no longer went to the academy. About half a month later, the emperor issued an edict allowing him to inherit the title, and then he entered the Hanlin Academy. He was also the youngest duke in the capital.

I don't know if it was to avoid suspicion or for some other reason, but after that day, Song Qingrang stayed quiet for a while.

Lu Yingqin was admitted to the Hanlin Academy through nepotism, and his official position was not high. Normally, he would have to stay in this position for one or two years and then be evaluated before being transferred and promoted. However, if he made achievements during this period, that would be a different story.

If the previous emperor had not issued an edict requiring all officials in the capital to attend the morning court, he would probably not be qualified to attend the court.

But in the final analysis, he was just an editor. He was a royal relative and had a title, so no one would make things difficult for him. His life was relatively leisurely. When he had nothing to do, he could even come back after signing in.

The dynasty adopted a ten-day rest system. After he attended court for a few days, he caught up with the 30th day of rest. He didn't have to get up early to study. He was very energetic the night before. He really hugged Liu Fuyin for half the night before he fell asleep.

The next day, the two of them slept like crazy and didn't get up until noon.

I slept late last night, so I just wiped it briefly. Lu Yingqin went to take a shower as soon as he woke up. When he came back from the shower, he saw she was still sleeping.

"Why aren't you getting up yet?" Lu Yingqin looked at the woman with a red face sleeping and pinched her face unconsciously.

Originally, he was just pinching the face, but when he saw that the person was sleeping in an awkward position with half of his shoulder exposed, he didn't know where his hand went.

Liu Fuyin was in a state of half asleep and half awake. When he pinched her, she opened her eyes drowsily and subconsciously pushed his hand away.

She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was happening and stood up abruptly, kneeling on the couch again, and asked carefully, "Master..., did I get up late?"

Just when he was about to call him Prince, he remembered that he had inherited a title, and it would feel awkward to call him Duke. Calling him Master also made him sound old, so he simply followed the title of head of the family that a married woman should call him.

"It's not too late. If we sleep a little longer, we can catch up with lunch."

Liu Fuyin...

"My lord, I know I was wrong." Liu Fuyin had a sad face and pretended to be pitiful in a crying voice.

It was neither too late nor too late, and it was past breakfast time. Fortunately, there was a small kitchen in Lu Yingqin's yard, so he could cook whatever he wanted at any time. Liu Fuyin went back to her room to wash up before coming to serve him meal.

Lu Yingqin didn't have so many rules. Except for letting her serve and prepare meals at the beginning, he basically let her eat with them later.

The consequence was that when it was time for lunch, neither of them was hungry, and no food was ordered. Instead, they just stayed together.

At first, she was just grinding ink, but her illiteracy caused Lu Yingqin to roll his eyes. Then he remembered that he had said he would teach her how to read, and this man got the interest out of nowhere and threw a book at her and asked her to learn.

Liu Fuyin must have read books in her own world, but the characters of this era are different from what she knows, and it is really difficult to write.

So it was foreseeable that some ugly and crooked characters would be written in the end. Liu Fuyin was quite satisfied with it. After reading the large characters, Lu Yingqin fell into a rare silence.

The 20-year-old man was still a book lover. He was a good student himself and felt that everything was going smoothly when he was teaching. However, this result really made him doubt his life.

"It doesn't matter if you can't write, as long as you can recognize it." After saying this, Lu Yingqin looked at her expectantly.

Now it was Liu Fuyin's turn to be silent. She had written something so weird that she couldn't even recognize it. She blinked her big eyes and looked up, "Master, please believe me. I just can't write. I can recognize most characters except for the uncommon ones."

After saying this, not wanting to give anyone the chance to laugh at her, Liu Fuyin hugged the man’s arm and acted coquettishly.

She remembered that she was just acting coquettishly, but in the end, somehow she was embraced by someone and even sat on his lap and kissed.

When she was kissed until she was in a daze, Liu Fuyin was still thinking that she must not indulge in beauty.

then……

She was placed on the desk.

What happened next was a little sudden. Liu Fuyin didn't even know when it started. She innocently stroked the man's chest and refused, "Master, it's still daytime..."

The fingertips gently and slowly brushed across the man's abdominal muscles, and the misty eyes and seductive voice seemed to be the best invitation.

There was no way Lu Yingqin would listen to her at this moment. There were only the two of them in the room, and he didn't even know when his personal servant had left.

"My cousin, the Duke is still here..."

"Hmm~"

Before he could utter the word "busy", he was frozen by the sudden tender voice.

Song Qingrang was also stunned. He had been very conflicted these days. After his last bold move, he had fallen into a state of retreat. It was only when he met Miss Ayin later that he was comforted by her unintentional words.

I came here happily today, hoping to stay over lunch to ease the relationship, but I didn't expect to see this scene.

The explanation of the servant standing in front of him became a joke. How could he be busy? Was he busy flirting and indulging himself?

The people inside had no idea what was going on outside. From time to time, there were voices that made people blush and their hearts beat faster. Song Qingrang's face became more and more gloomy, and his clenched fingertips almost sank into his flesh.

It was impossible for the servant to go in and report at this time, but Young Master Song just stood at the door and refused to leave. He couldn't chase him away, but what was the point of letting him stand there and eavesdrop?

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I would like to ask, what did women in ancient times call the Duke? Duke?