They say a man’s defenseless sleeping face is the most captivating to a woman, making her fall deeper in love the longer she gazes upon it.
She would wish to wake up every morning to see this face smiling at her, greeting her in a hoarse, seductively charming voice…
Lou Buqi closed his eyes contentedly, the corners of his mouth curling so high that even an AK couldn’t press them down.
But Ju Yue didn’t want him to sleep.
If she let this scoundrel sleep now and he regained his energy, she’d be in danger tonight!
She wasn’t ready for deep, intimate contact with him yet.
Every day she could delay was another day gained.
If she ever had the chance to return to the modern era, the first thing she’d do was write a book.
She’d already thought of the title—My Days of Struggling Against the Japanese in Ancient Times.
So, as Lou Buqi’s breathing steadied and he was on the verge of falling asleep, Ju Yue quietly crouched low and leaned in.
She whispered like a demon in his ear, “Young man, don’t sleep. Once you wake up, it’ll be time to go to work!”
Oh, wait—here, it wasn’t called “going to work,” but “attending to duties.”
“Shiziye, don’t sleep. Once you wake up, it’ll be time to attend to your duties!”
Lou Buqi: “…”
His eyes widened like copper bells, and all drowsiness vanished!
He flipped over and sat up, glaring at Ju Yue with dead-fish eyes.
She was toxic!
She was truly toxic!
Lou Buqi’s sinister gaze fixed firmly on Ju Yue’s plump, tender lips.
Slowly, he leaned in closer.
The best hunter began calculating the timing and angle for his prey.
“Since my Shizifei won’t let this Shiziye sleep, she must want to do something more meaningful with me,” he said.
Ju Yue’s eyes widened instantly.
Sweat broke out all over her body.
Alarm bells rang loudly in her heart.
No way?!
They were on the street!
There was still a coachman outside!
Only a thin carriage curtain separated them from the coachman, and anything they did inside would be audible to him.
No way, no way?
Would Lou Buqi really be so shameless?
Then she remembered—this man had no shame to begin with!
He was the kind of person who could snatch a bride in broad daylight and carry her around the city three times!
What wouldn’t he do?!
Ju Yue shrank back, her neck retracting, watching as the man’s dark, gleaming eyes reflected two tiny versions of herself.
Her eyelashes trembled uncontrollably with fear.
“I-In broad daylight, Shiziye, what are you planning to do?”
Lou Buqi pulled his lips into a pleased smile.
His neat, snow-white teeth gleamed, a cold light flashing from left to right.
He said in an extremely dangerous tone, “My dear wife, what do you think your husband can do to you? Exactly what you’re thinking in your mind right now, of course!”
As he spoke, he extended a slender finger and twirled a strand of Ju Yue’s hair, slowly wrapping it around his finger.
After a few loops, his finger pressed against Ju Yue’s cheek.
The back of his hand gently brushed her cheek, wiping away a glistening bead of sweat.
He held the droplet up to examine it, then brought his lips close and slowly kissed it away.
Every movement was dripping with sensuality.
Ju Yue watched as the droplet that had emerged from her body disappeared between the man’s thin, rosy lips, and goosebumps rose all over her skin.
This was so damn thrilling!
This man said he wanted to do what she was thinking in her mind…
Ahhh, help!
At this very moment, her mind was filled with nothing but indecent thoughts!!
She panicked even more.
Lou Buqi watched Ju Yue’s eyelashes flutter like butterfly wings and her guilty, evasive gaze, and his confidence soared.
Slowly, he leaned toward the coveted red lips he had long desired.
His heart pounded fiercely, "Thump, thump, thump!" striking powerfully against the gates of his chest.
Using the lowest and most pleasant voice of his life, he asked, "Yue Niang, tell your husband, what is on your mind right now…"
Lou Buqi was quite confident that he could occupy all of Ju Yue's thoughts.
In this scene, within the secluded carriage, with a peerless handsome man before her, he refused to believe Ju Yue wouldn't fall for him!
He only waited for Ju Yue to foolishly utter those words: "I heard that if you kiss, the child born will be your own flesh and blood. I want to try…"
Then he would let her try!
As Lou Buqi had anticipated, faced with such beauty, Ju Yue truly couldn't resist.
Any thoughts of resisting in ancient times—she couldn't resist at all!
She only felt dizzy, as if her brain lacked oxygen, and her gaze involuntarily drifted downward, slipping into the depths of the man's slightly open collar.
That damned Lou Buqi!
He had quietly loosened his collar at some point.
Now his collar hung half-open, just enough to reveal his delicate Adam's apple and collarbone.
Clearly, he was trying to seduce her.
Ju Yue swallowed hard.
What a wicked scheme!
"I… I was thinking…"
Lou Buqi leaned his cheek closer, rubbing gently against hers. "Thinking of what, hmm?"
Ju Yue steeled her heart and closed her eyes. "Thinking… thinking of Xiangxi Jiangshi (Xiangxi Corpse Driving)!"
Lou Buqi froze, his body trembling slightly.
His CPU was completely fried.
For a moment, he couldn't think straight. What had she said?
Jiangshi?!
At a time like this, she brought up Xiangxi Jiangshi?
Ju Yue's voice trembled as she sang in a halting, bouncing tune:
"Great Xiangxi, Xiangxi great, Xiangxi Jiangshi under the big mountain, come quick, come quick, count them out, two, four, six, seven, eight!"
Lou Buqi sharply drew in a breath.
At that moment, the straight-line distance between the two of them was no more than an inch.
A positive distance.
The warm breath Lou Buqi exhaled, mixed with the scent of cedarwood from his body, sprayed onto Ju Yue's face.
Enveloping her entirely in his scent.
His pitch-black eyes fixed intently on Ju Yue.
Only after staring until Ju Yue broke out in a cold sweat did Lou Buqi withdraw his hand and slowly sit back.
Suddenly, he shouted toward the outside of the carriage, "Run faster! Haven't you eaten?!"
The coachman's hand trembled, and the carriage rumbled forward once more.
What usually took half an hour to reach the Wangfu (Prince's Mansion), they arrived in half the time.
Lou Buqi was the first to step out of the carriage.
With a gesture, Zhu Hai silently followed behind him.
As if he had eyes on the back of his head, Lou Buqi knew who it was without turning around and said in a low voice, "Go, investigate why the Yun Family wants to arrange a marriage with the Ju Family!"
The more Lou Buqi pondered the marriage between the Yun and Ju families, the more suspicious it seemed.
He had heard a little about the Yun Family's current situation. The Emperor had left them hanging for a full year, meaning the Yun Family was now at a critical juncture of life and death.
If they wanted to form a marriage alliance, they should seek a family that could offer them support.
Yet they chose the Ju Family…
From any perspective, the Ju Family lacked the ability to help the Yun Family with Xijue (Inherit the Noble Title).
If Yun Feiyang was infatuated with Ju Yue and insisted on marrying her, that didn't seem to be the case either.
At least before today's Miansheng (audience with the Emperor), Lou Buqi hadn't sensed much affection from Yun Feiyang toward Ju Yue.
But today, in front of the Emperor, Yun Feiyang had shown an eagerness to win Ju Yue back.
His actions were contradictory, leaving one with an overwhelming sense of dissonance.
It was better to investigate to put his mind at ease.
Recalling the scene where Yun Feiyang had contended with him for Ju Yue before The Emperor, Lou Buqi felt a surge of anger in his heart.