After entering the book, the cold prince begs for favor

After getting rid of the annoying lecher, Lu Jiangnian then lured Su Shaodong, who had been stirring up trouble, out and gave him a good beating.

When the two returned, Su Shaodong's once handsome face now bore several fresh bruises, and his lip was also broken, making him look quite disheveled.

Yuan Wanru was leisurely sipping her tea when she glanced up and saw his face. She burst out laughing without any politeness, her eyes full of schadenfreude: "Look at you, you had to be so cheeky and provoke him. You deserved to get beaten up, didn't you? You asked for it!"

Su Shaodong winced in pain, carefully touching the swollen area as he complained irritably, "You heartless bastard! I'm your older brother! Girls are always biased towards outsiders, always siding with outsiders."

He hissed, but still defiant, sticking his neck out and saying, "Go ahead and beat him up. Next time this happens, I'll sabotage him again."

"That bastard Lu Jiangnian always hits people in the face when he's beating them up, he's so insidious."

Yuan Wanru looked at his stubbornness and was both amused and exasperated. She couldn't help but wonder if he was just bored and looking for a beating, or even had some masochistic tendencies.

Lu Jiangnian crossed his arms and leaned against the doorframe. He glanced at Su Shaodong with a chilling look: "Looks like you haven't had enough yet? You like asking for a beating so much?"

He revealed a dangerous smile: "Since you have this hobby, I must grant your wish. From now on, I will take the time to beat you up every day. I will not stop until you are beaten into submission, become obedient, and know what you should and should not say."

Su Shaodong's eyes widened suddenly, staring at Lu Jiangnian in disbelief: "Listen to this! Is this even human language? Lu Jiangnian, do you have any humanity left?"

Yuan Wanru, showing obvious favoritism, smiled and agreed, "Husband's suggestion is excellent. Isn't this exactly what someone wanted, fulfilling his wish to 'get beaten up'?"

Her eyes flickered, then she looked at Su Shaodong, who was filled with grief and indignation, and said, "If you're not convinced, then work hard to improve your skills and try to surpass him as soon as possible, so you can make a beautiful comeback! I believe in you!"

Su Shaodong: ...

How can it be that easy?

He subconsciously touched his scarred cheeks, feeling that his future was bleak.

Lu Jiangnian raised an eyebrow, his tone slightly mocking: "What? Scared? It's not too late to back down now. As long as you loudly proclaim, 'Su Shaodong has backed down and will never speak ill of me again,' I might change my mind."

"Humph!"

Su Shaodong instantly bristled, puffed out his chest, and raised his voice, "You want me to back down? In your next life! Lu Jiangnian, bring it on, who's afraid of who!"

He rolled up his sleeves, looking ready to fight to the death.

Lu Jiangnian's eyes turned cold, he straightened up, and his aura surged.

"Alright, if you want to fight, you have to go outside. There's no place for you to show your skills here."

The two exchanged a glance and walked out in perfect unison.

Watching their retreating figures, Liu Zhi asked worriedly, "Madam, won't this damage the relationship between the young master and Young Master Su?"

If things really escalate into a serious fight, wouldn't it be his own wife who would be caught in the middle and put in a difficult position?

Yuan Wanru chuckled and shook her head: "Silly girl, you're overthinking it."

"The two of them, one is willing to hit and the other is willing to be hit, they are clearly enjoying themselves."

On a long journey, you always need to find something to pass the time, right?

Having a fight now and then is a good way to stretch your muscles and bones.

Anyway, it wasn't her husband who got beaten up, so she didn't feel bad.

-

We've arrived in southern Xinjiang.

Ling Lanyue had Hua Siyue come out to pick them up early.

There is another piece of good news.

Yuan Wanru received a letter from Ling Lanyue as early as when she left the capital.

The letter said that Hua Siyue had finally come to her senses and accepted Aran's feelings.

The two are now deeply in love and inseparable; judging by their demeanor, a wedding seems imminent.

At the end of the letter, there was also Hua Siyue's most earnest expectation: Sister Wanru, you must come to my wedding!

Everything is just right.

Hua Siyue was still the same bright and outgoing girl. When she saw Yuan Wanru, she was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.

Yuan Wanru noticed that her eyes and brows had acquired a charm that she hadn't had before.

It seems she's living a very good life.

Su Shaodong looked at Hua Siyue, who used to cling to him, now holding hands with Aran, and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea; she changes too quickly."

Lu Jiangnian had excellent hearing and glanced at him sideways: "What? Regretting not seizing the opportunity back then?"

Su Shaodong was so frightened that he quickly shook his head: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't like this kind of unruly girl."

Weddings in southern Xinjiang are quite different from the reserved and solemn weddings in the Central Plains.

The bonfire blazed brightly, illuminating the night sky and igniting the people's boundless enthusiasm.

With the drumbeats pounding and the bamboo flute playing melodiously, men, women, and children dressed in brightly colored clothes formed circles upon circles, their songs, laughter, and blessings mingling together to create a sea of ​​joy.

As a bride, Hua Siyue is the most dazzling fairy.

She took Yuan Wanru's hand, and the two danced amidst the crowd.

Spinning, leaping, and with skirts fluttering, they created a breathtakingly beautiful scene.

Until Aran couldn't wait any longer and pulled Hua Siyue back to his side, they walked towards their wedding night amidst the laughter and blessings of the crowd.

The night was gentle.

Lu Jiangnian took Yuan Wanru's hand, their fingers intertwined, and quietly left the noisy crowd, returning to their small building.

The door was closed, shutting out all outside noise.

The flickering candlelight elongated their shadows as he pulled her into his arms, his breath hot and filled with an irresistible desire.

A night of passionate love, endless tenderness.

Yuan Wanru melted into a puddle of water.

-

The night sky over southern Xinjiang is filled with a vast expanse of stars.

The following night, Yuan Wanru and Lu Jiangnian climbed onto the roof of the bamboo house and lay down side by side.

The night breeze, carrying the unique fresh scent of the mountains and forests, gently caressed my face.

Looking up at the dazzling, boundless sea of ​​stars, Yuan Wanru felt a peace she had never known before.

Thinking about the various aspects of modern life, I feel both nostalgia and a sense of relief.

Lu Jiangnian put his arm under her neck to make her more comfortable.

"My wife,"

His voice was deep and gentle as it brushed against her ear, "Are you happy?"

A bright smile appeared on Yuan Wanru's lips, and her voice was firm: "Happy."

She turned her head and gazed into his eyes. "And you?"

Lu Jiangnian lowered his head, his forehead gently touching hers, their breaths mingling, his tone resolute and unwavering: "With you by my side, I am content."

-

Time flies, and summer is just around the corner.

A surprising piece of news shattered the peace: Yuan Wanru was pregnant.

Upon learning this, Ling Lanyue was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes, and she held her daughter's hand for a long time, unable to speak.

She had thought she would never have the chance to see her daughter grow up, but now she was able to witness her daughter giving birth to a new life. To her, this was the greatest blessing and grace of fate.

The good news from southern Xinjiang traveled thousands of miles to reach the Marquis of Zhongyong's residence in the capital.

After reading the letter, Wang Min was overjoyed. She couldn't wait to share this wonderful news with Lu Song, and also told Zhou Fang and others.

The entire household was filled with joyful anticipation.

Since returning to her hometown, Madam Lu has perhaps finally come to terms with reality and has unexpectedly become well-behaved, without causing any further trouble.

Now, what worries Wang Min the most is Lu Wei.

Thinking of Lu Wei, Wang Min felt a heavy weight in her heart.

After Lu Jiangnian and the others left Beijing, she took some time to visit Anzhou.

Lu Wei looked haggard and worn out; she no longer resembled the legitimate daughter of a marquis's family.

No matter how confused Lu Wei was in the past, she was still a piece of her own flesh and blood, how could she not feel sorry for her?

Wang Min, in her capacity as the mistress of the Marquis's mansion, immediately gave the Liu family a severe dressing down.

She took it upon herself to bring a son born to one of Liu's concubines directly to Lu Wei's care, raising him as her legitimate son.

"Wei'er, all that happened in the past was because your mother didn't teach you well, and you also made your own mistakes, but we must always look forward to the future."

“If you raise this child well and educate him to become successful, you will have someone to rely on and something to look forward to in your later years.”

As for that good-for-nothing son-in-law, Wang Min didn't even bother to mention him.

Even if Lu Jiangnian had encouraged the son-in-law to take a concubine, if the son-in-law had been determined, would he have accepted all those women?

Even to the point of becoming addicted and unable to extricate themselves?

This clearly shows that he had this intention all along, but he was just taking advantage of someone else's influence and going with the flow.

This kind of person is unreliable.

Lu Wei, however, did not realize the truth. Instead, she kept complaining about Lu Jiangnian's ruthlessness, believing that he had ruined her life.

Wang Min was extremely disappointed and slapped Lu Wei hard across the face!

"You expect Jiang Nian to back you up again? Are you still dreaming?"

Wang Min's voice was stern and pained like never before, "The only thing you can do now is to hold fast to the banner of the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion! Use it to suppress the Liu family and make them dare not mistreat you!"

"If you still don't wake up and continue to blame others and complain about your fate, Wei'er, you have a long way to go in your later years of suffering!"

That's all Wang Min can do.

Ultimately, Lu Wei has to walk her own path.

She only hoped that this slap would wake her daughter up and make her understand what she should be grasping right now.

As for whether Lu Wei truly understood, Wang Min had no idea, and could only leave Anzhou with a heart full of worries and helplessness.

-

At the end of the year and in the depths of winter, a loud baby's cry broke the tranquility of the bamboo house, announcing the arrival of a new life.

Yuan Wanru lay on the couch, exhausted but satisfied, watching Lu Jiangnian carefully take the swaddling clothes from the midwife.

Lu Jiangnian looked down at the little life in his arms, connected to him by blood, and felt his heart was filled to the brim.

He carried the child to Yuan Wanru's bedside, knelt down on one knee, and gently placed the child beside her pillow.

He took Yuan Wanru's hand and pressed it against his warm cheek, his eyes filled with an intense, unyielding love.

"My wife, thank you for coming into my life."

Yuan Wanru turned her head to look at the sleeping baby beside her pillow, and then at the man who was holding her in his hands.

She grasped his broad, warm hand in return: "My husband, you are wonderful. Meeting you and being with you is the greatest fortune of my life."

Hold your hand and grow old together.

No more words needed.

The smiles exchanged at this moment, the warmth of their palms, the even breathing of the baby beside them, and the warm sunlight outside the window... all of this is the most perfect and ordinary happiness that fate has bestowed upon them.