After entering the book, the cold prince begs for favor

With a happy smile on his lips, he looked back at Yuan Wanru.

Yuan Wanru's face burned uncontrollably.

She didn't want to blush, but she was too shy.

Liang Yusong noticed that the couple were flirting in front of everyone, and she felt annoyed. She couldn't help but look down on them: they came from a poor family and had no manners at all.

"It seems that Miss Yuan is quite good at making soup. Please make some for us someday."

She interrupted their eye contact with a smile, but unexpectedly, it attracted Lu Jiangnian's attention.

Liang Yusong felt happy, and the smile on her face became even gentler. She looked at Lu Jiangnian with watery eyes, secretly expecting, wondering what he would say to her.

Although she is not as beautiful as a fairy, she has a dignified and elegant appearance, and it is not an exaggeration to call her a beautiful lady.

What's more, she has been living a life of luxury since childhood, and has good skin, a fair and delicate face, bright eyes and white teeth. She can always attract the attention of others in the crowd.

For so long, she had been flirting with Lu Jiangnian openly and covertly, but he was ignorant of her feelings and never gave her any response. She was really annoyed and resentful.

Could it be that she, who is kind-hearted, noble and elegant, is not as good as Yuan Wanru, who is sarcastic and profit-driven?

She was still adjusting the angle, trying to let Lu Jiangnian see her most beautiful side.

Unexpectedly, the first words he said to her were like being struck by lightning, and she was stunned where she was.

"My wife's hands are delicate. The soup she makes is not for everyone."

"You don't deserve to drink."

The atmosphere suddenly became strangely awkward.

Liang Yusong wished there was a crack in the ground for him to crawl into.

Lu Jiangnian!

She took a strong breath and tried to appear calm: "Brother Lu really loves Miss Yuan. I was abrupt."

She thought that the matter was over and she didn't want to face so many people's surprised eyes anymore. She was about to hurried into the flower hall, but was stopped by Lu Jiangnian.

However, this time, she did not feel any joy at all. Instead, she was afraid that Lu Jiangnian would say something else that would embarrass her.

Sure enough, the premonition was true.

He had a serious face and a cold voice: "Miss Liang was born in the Duke of Wei's Mansion. Don't you even know the most basic etiquette?"

I wonder what he is picking on?

Cao Lanxin and others stared at her intently. Liang Yusong gritted her teeth, forced herself to straighten her back, and asked back righteously.

"Brother Lu, your words are too hurtful. The Duke of Wei has been blessed by the Emperor since the founding of the country. The current Concubine Liang is from the Duke of Wei's mansion. What right do you have to question the upbringing of the Duke of Wei's mansion?"

She was like a wounded hedgehog, raising all her spikes in an attempt to fight back.

At this time, she no longer cared about the purpose of seducing Lu Jiangnian.

This was the first time in her life that she had been humiliated like this by a man, a man she had deliberately seduced. This feeling made her feel doubly humiliated.

Lu Jiangnian ignored her anger and said indifferently, "It's okay that you don't know etiquette, but you're not very smart either."

"I never questioned the upbringing of the Duke of Wei. I was saying that you don't know etiquette."

He suddenly turned around and put his arm around Yuan Wanru's shoulders. The two of them stood side by side with a fist between them, and they didn't look very close.

But in the eyes of Lu Yun and others, they only felt that their relationship was very strong and there was no room for others to interfere.

Yuan Wanru couldn't keep up with the pace and didn't know why Lu Jiangnian did this.

He sneered, "My wife and I have been married for a long time, as you well know. If you were polite, you wouldn't call her 'Miss Yuan'."

"Is it wrong to say that you don't know etiquette?"

These words made Liang Yusong feel shaky. She couldn't refute this matter.

Her momentum immediately weakened, her eyes became red, and she bit her lower lip, as if she was about to cry.

Even so, Lu Jiangnian shouldn't have pointed it out in public. With this attitude, he clearly didn't give her face.

So cruel.

"Brother Lu, it's me..."

Lu Jiangnian raised his hand and said in a cold voice: "There is no marriage relationship between our Lu family and the Liang family. You haven't discussed marriage yet. To avoid suspicion, you should call me Lu Shizi or Lu Lord."

It sounded nice, but everyone present could tell that he wanted to avoid suspicion and didn't want to have anything to do with her.

What a heartless man! Is he really heartless?

If it was Yuan Wanru who said these words, Liang Yusong could still convince herself that it was just a woman's jealousy. It was just a name and there was no need to care about it.

Now, the one who cares about it is Lu Jiangnian.

He is a grown man, so what's wrong with being called "Brother Lu"?

Is she a monster?

Or are you just a country girl, not even worthy of being called "Brother Lu"?

At this moment, she didn't want to care about any big plans anymore. She wanted to leave this damn place!

Madam Cao, who was beside Madam Lu, came out and called out, "Miss Liang, the old lady was just asking about you."

She seemed not to see Liang Yusong's ugly expression, and said with a smile: "Hurry up and go in with this servant."

Liang Yusong's expression changed from time to time. Finally, he took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart: "Let's go."

Lu Yun and the others followed in, while Yuan Wanru and Lu Jiangnian lagged behind. She glanced at Lu Jiangnian from the side and said, "You're really a man with a heart as hard as steel. Aren't you afraid that she'll burst into tears when you talk about her like that?"

He scoffed, "I didn't say anything wrong. What does her crying have to do with me?"

"Yeah, pretty hard-hearted."

She said it casually, but in fact, deep down in her heart, she was a little happy.

There is a kind of man who feels pity when he sees a woman crying, as if all the mistakes she has made can be erased as long as she cries.

Fortunately, Lu Jiangnian is not that kind of person.

He reached out and pinched her earlobe, as if kneading it casually, and said in a low voice: "It's okay if I'm soft-hearted towards my wife."

As he said this, he put down his hand and walked into the flower hall first.

Yuan Wanru stood there, her heartbeat erratic for a while. She raised her hand to fiddle with the earlobe he had touched, and murmured helplessly, "When a man is too proactive, it's hard for a woman to resist."

Who knows, it might be her who won’t make it to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month next year.

The main reason was that his attitude towards Liang Yusong just now really satisfied her.

Just as she was thinking about it, the person who had clearly walked in unexpectedly appeared at the door again. The tall and slender man stood there and looked at her: "What are you standing there for? Come here."

He extended his right hand toward her.

The light streamed down onto his face.

His thin lips curled up slightly, his smile was gentle and comfortable, and his deep and charming eyes gazed at her gently and warmly.

Yuan Wanru smiled faintly, took two steps forward, and placed her hand in his palm: "Here I am."

Lu Jiangnian was in a trance for a moment, and felt that this handshake seemed different from the previous ones.

A little more cherishment.

"Ah."