Chapter 2: Dealing with the Dog Personally

Inside the carriage, a scene unfolded before the onlookers.

A young man dressed in a deep purple brocade robe bowed his head, his black hair falling gently. A girl in a red dress lay against his chest, one hand pressed against him.

His clothing was slightly disheveled, the robe partly open.

Before the curtain was pulled back, the atmosphere had grown somewhat heated, causing onlookers’ faces to flush and hearts to race.

Sharp-eyed townsfolk clearly saw the intimate moment and gasped in shock.

What? That girl climbed into the carriage and got cozy with the Prince of Jin?

Who exactly was this girl?

With a sharp snap, the curtain was drawn closed again, and the prince’s guards roughly shoved Zhu Minghao aside.

“Pardon me, Your Highness!” The guards were equally stunned. How could their prince allow anyone to get so close?

Zhu Minghao struggled to his feet, pain, anger, and resentment mingling as he stomped and shouted hoarsely, “Prince of Jin, you’ve gone too far! You actually... you actually touched my concubine! Shameless wretch, no sense of shame!”

Inside the carriage, the prince’s expression was inscrutable as he stared deeply at the retreating girl. “Concubine?”

At this moment, Lu Zhaoling fully absorbed the chaotic memories swirling in her mind.

“Does he even deserve that?” she thought.

“A half year. Does it require me to surrender myself to him?” His gaze swept over her figure.

Lu Zhaoling’s face darkened. “Ha, you wish! Keep your chastity for half a year, and with your current state, dabbling in such matters will only hasten your death!”

The girl dared to speak so boldly!

The prince’s fingers lightly traced a jade pendant at his waist as his eyes shifted to her hand.

When her hand had pressed against his chest, a strange dark shadow seemed to shrink, and the chilling cold that had long tormented him lessened somewhat.

Lu Zhaoling met his gaze calmly, neither flinching nor retreating.

Their silent struggle was evenly matched.

Suddenly, the prince chuckled softly.

“Just for your courage alone, for the next half year, you’re under my protection.”

Outside, Zhu Minghao’s furious shouts rang out again.

Blocked by the guards from advancing, he could only curse wildly.

“You shameless woman! Why don’t you hurry down and beg me for mercy? You’re already tainted; who else would want you now but me? If you don’t want to end up an outcast, then get down and lick my shoes, obediently return as my concubine!”

Lu Zhaoling heard the murmurs of the crowd outside.

If this matter escalated, her reputation could truly be ruined, and her fate bleak.

Zhu Minghao intended exactly that—to force her back with him.

The problem was, she had just entered the city when Zhu Minghao targeted her, even prepared a sedan chair to abduct her precisely. If the Lu family had no internal traitor, she simply didn’t believe it.

Returning to the Lu family meant no good outcome awaited her.

The prince looked at her. “Still have strength? Want to come out and beat the dog yourself?”

“Do you think the Qingfu Marquis’s estate can protect you?” Lu Zhaoling retorted.

The prince laughed arrogantly.

“Go ahead and try. Even if you kill him, I can handle it.”

Suddenly, Lu Zhaoling flung open the carriage curtain and stood up, revealing her appearance.

Her hair was disheveled, her forehead swollen and red, with blood on the back of her head—a pitiful sight.

“Zhu Minghao, you abducted me first, yet you dare slander me? Look at yourself—pale, swollen-faced, dark circles under your eyes, a face destined for an early death. Do you think I’d be interested in you?”

Zhu Minghao looked at Lu Zhaoling, momentarily captivated.

Despite her wounds and disheveled state, her beauty was undeniable—her delicate face like a swan’s, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling, lips as red as dyed, chin refined, neck slender and fair. How could the daughter of the Lu family, raised in the countryside for ten years, look so stunning? She didn’t resemble a mere village girl at all.

Her beauty quelled much of his anger; seeing her fragile yet lovely only stirred his blood further.

“It’s enough that I fancy you!”

He recalled the excuse someone had prepared for him in case he was caught abducting her. He would say this to sully her name, pinning everything on her so she could never escape—

“The bandits abducted you, I rescued you! If not for me, you would’ve been violated by them! You even said your debt of gratitude meant you’d marry me, crying and begging to become my wife!”

The crowd’s eyes widened in shock.

“But I’m of noble rank with a fiancée already. How could I marry you? You agreed to be my concubine, as long as you could stay by my side. You even promised to bear me three children. Don’t deny it!”

A low chuckle came from inside the carriage.

Lu Zhaoling glanced back to see the man’s index finger lightly pressed to his lips.

Enjoying the show?

Zhu Minghao shouted hoarsely, “Prince Jin, did you hear that? I’m generous—I won’t hold a grudge over earlier, but you can’t protect her! Get her off the carriage now!”

On account of her beauty, he wasn’t mad about the prince having already embraced her.

“What’s this? No strength left to beat the dog?” the prince asked Lu Zhaoling, eyebrows slightly raised.

From his expression, she sensed a trace of mockery.

Perhaps he wanted to see if she truly had the courage to strike the Qingfu Marquis’s heir.

To see if she had the ability to knock Zhu Minghao down.

If she were thrown off the carriage now, she would faint immediately.

Lu Zhaoling reached out, and the coachman’s whip was already in her hand.

Standing on the carriage shaft, she swung the whip fiercely toward Zhu Minghao.

“Whoosh!”

The whip cracked through the air, chilling to hear.

Zhu Minghao’s pupils contracted as he screamed in shock, “You dare strike the Marquis’s son? Are you courting death—ah!!!”

The whip landed solidly on his shoulder with such force that it twisted and knocked him to the ground.

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