After entering the book, the cold prince begs for favor

Chapter 342: I'm Just Your Gigolo

As the night deepened, the lantern flickered, illuminating Yuan Wanru's slightly tipsy eyes.

"Tell me more."

She tugged at Lu Jiangnian's sleeve, her voice soft and drunken, "So when you first went to the military camp, were you used to it?"

Lu Jiang smiled young, held her in his arms, and told her about that time.

His voice was deep, filled with distant memories. "At that time, I had just arrived in the North. I was wearing a brocade robe and jade belt, and even my armor was newly forged silver scale armor, shining brightly."

Yuan Wanru imagined that scene and couldn't help laughing: "Wouldn't that be like a rich young man traveling around?"

Lu Jiangnian raised an eyebrow and pinched the tip of her nose. "Isn't it? Those old soldiers were all staring at me, muttering behind my back, saying that I was just a useless person who came here to get by."

"I was quickly scared out of my wits."

Yuan Wanru laughed so hard that she fell backwards, and found a comfortable position in his arms: "Do they dare to say that to your face?"

Lu Jiangnian's eyes darkened slightly, but a dangerous arc appeared at the corner of his lips: "Why not? There was a captain named Zhao Dahu who patted my shoulder in front of the entire army and said..."

He deliberately lowered his voice and imitated it perfectly: "'Young Master, swords and knives are merciless on the battlefield. Don't be scared to tears, you are so delicate and tender!'"

Yuan Wanru smiled and leaned on his shoulder: "And then? You must have made him regret it."

Lu Jiangnian sneered: "The one who understands me is my wife."

"I dislocated his shoulder blade right there and then."

Lu Jiangnian fed her a glass of wine, and her eyes widened: "You really are not a good person."

"I grabbed his collar and threw him on the training ground. In front of the whole army, I asked him..."

He leaned forward slightly, his eyes like knives, "Who on earth would be so scared that he would cry?"

Yuan Wanru clapped her hands in approval: "Lu Jiangnian! It's you, so ruthless."

He chuckled, his fingertips brushing the corner of her lips: "Cruel? That's just the beginning."

"What happened next?" She leaned closer curiously.

"What happened next?" A sharp gleam flashed in his eyes. "That group of people weren't convinced, thinking I had just gotten away with it. So, I had them come up one by one, fighting in shifts."

Yuan Wanru held her breath: "You... won everything?"

Lu Jiangnian's lips curled slightly. "Out of ten people, I broke seven swords and shattered five guns. In the end, I was the only one standing in the center of the training ground."

Yuan Wanru stared at him blankly. Under the moonlight, his outline was as sharp as a knife. Where was the trace of a "pretty boy"?

Lu Jiangnian smiled at her with unbridled enthusiasm: "Do you think your husband is amazing?"

Yuan Wanru's heart trembled, and she suddenly felt even more drunk.

She looked at him, her cheeks flushed, and struggled to get out of his arms.

"Let's have a drink together, toast to the young hero Lu Jiangnian."

She tugged at Lu Jiangnian's sleeve, her voice tinged with drunken innocence.

Lu Jiangnian chuckled, "Okay, let's have a drink with my wife."

The two men clinked their glasses and drank up the wine.

"You beat up so many people, do they hate you behind your back?"

"You underestimate them. They are convinced by me and no one bears any grudge against me."

“People at the border are often very simple.”

He picked up the wine jug and poured her another half cup, but Yuan Wanru took the opportunity to snatch the whole jug.

"However, I asked Zhao Dahu to clean my armor every morning for three months."

Yuan Wanru burst out laughing, and the wine splashed on the hem of her skirt, leaving deep and shallow marks on it.

"Small-minded, it's really not easy to offend you."

Lu Jiangnian stared at her face as she smiled with tears in her eyes, and suddenly remembered the snowy night at the border that year. He thought that his heart would be as cold and hard as the night at the border.

I didn't find her, but I met her. My heart was filled with sorrow and my mind was obsessed with her. I was thinking about her all the time, just for one person.

And at this moment, she was smiling for him, drunk for him, and her eyes were full of tenderness for him.

"Later, they all became my best brothers. We fought together, drank together, and were inseparable."

He reached out and touched her cheek, his fingertips rubbing against her slightly hot skin.

The skin under his hands was delicate and attractive. Lu Jiangnian's eyes darkened. "It's late, shall we go to the room?"

"No, I haven't talked to you enough."

She looked up at him, her watery eyes reflecting the moonlight, like two clear springs rippling with starlight.

As if to prove something, she suddenly took two steps forward, but staggered a bit, "Look, I can still... walk in a straight line. Let me go, I can walk in a straight line..."

However, she had already fallen into Lu Jiangnian's arms.

He took advantage of the situation and picked the person up sideways. Yuan Wanru screamed and the wine in her hand spilled onto the ground. The wine flowed out and soaked a small area.

Lu Jiangnian took the wine jug from her hand.

"My wine..." She pouted in grievance, her fingers clutching the front of his lapel.

Lu Jiangnian lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance of her hair, which was mixed with the sweet aroma of osmanthus wine and was very intoxicating. "I'll give you something better when we get back to the room."

As they walked through the corridor, Yuan Wanru twisted restlessly in his arms. She looked up at the starry sky and suddenly reached out to touch it: "The stars... are spinning..."

"It's you who's spinning."

Lu Jiangnian reluctantly tightened his arms and pulled her into his arms.

She was wearing a double-breasted skirt today, with the collar slightly open, revealing the twin lotus flowers embroidered on the apricot-colored bodice underneath.

In the moonlight, the petals embroidered with silver thread rose and fell with her breathing, as if they were really swaying in the water.

Back in the room, Liu Yan and Liu Zhi prepared some sobering soup, but were dismissed by Lu Jiangnian with a look.

He gently placed her on the bed, but Yuan Wanru hooked her arms around his neck and refused to let go: "The story...is not over yet..."

"I want to hear more."

"Lu Jiangnian, tell me more..."

She blinked her hazy eyes, her fingertips unconsciously tracing the outline of his Adam's apple.

Lu Jiangnian grabbed her rebellious hand, leaned over and pecked her lips: "Later, I won the battle and went home to marry the woman I loved."

His warm lips moved along her jaw to her ear, and his voice gradually lowered, "Life is happy and sweet. I want to pester my wife every day."

Yuan Wanru giggled, but the laughter suddenly turned into a soft cry.

Lu Jiangnian bit her earlobe, his hand already reaching under her skirt and caressing her smooth knees: "How about this story?"

"Just to give me a pass."

Her words were cut off by the kiss.

The sweet fragrance of osmanthus wine flowed between their intertwined breaths, and Lu Jiangnian's hand that was untying her belt suddenly stopped.

It turned out that Yuan Wanru had taken the initiative and pulled off his belt.

Both of their clothes were in disarray and tangled on the bed.

Yuan Wanru smiled triumphantly, without a trace of drunkenness in her eyes: "You're a gigolo... you want to climb into my bed?"

"No."

Lu Jiangnian's eyes darkened suddenly. He grabbed her slender wrist and lifted it above his head: "It seems that Madam is pretending to be drunk."

Outside the window, a bright moon quietly hides in the clouds.

Yuan Wanru bit her lip, enduring his passionate teasing. She vaguely heard him say, "...Even if I'm a gigolo, I'm only yours. I'll concentrate on serving you, okay?"

Yuan Wanru hugged his neck, a thought drifting through her mind, "Don't forget, we can't..."

It hasn't been a month yet.

Lu Jiangnian paused, he almost forgot.

"It doesn't matter. It won't prevent me from being intimate with my wife."