Now that you're reborn, who would still keep a mistress for their scumbag husband?

Lu Changyuan was furious when he saw Xie Jinzhao leaning in Ling Jinglan's arms.

He stared at Ling Jinglan, "Master Jinglan, do you know the identity of Master Qingxiao?"

Ling Jinglan knew what Lu Changyuan meant and asked, "Duke Dingguo, what is the identity of Young Master Qingxiao? Isn't she the one of King Zhuang?"

The following sentence is quite meaningful.

Just when Lu Changyuan was about to think more, Ling Jinglan said, "Before Qingxiao entered Prince Zhuang's mansion, I had a close relationship with her. What's wrong with Duke Dingguo?"

Great opinion!

Lu Changyuan was full of murderous intent. Fu Chuan was stunned and tried to smooth things over. "This...you two, please calm down. It's not a big deal. It's just a glass of wine. For my sake, don't make a fuss about it."

In fact, Fu Chuan had no idea what the two were arguing about. If they were arguing about military merit, Ling Jinglan's name was not even on the victory report. All his merits were attributed to Xie Jinzhao.

If there is no hatred for the murder of one's father, then there is the hatred for the theft of one's wife.

Fu Chuan looked at Yun Qingxiao. Could it be that the reason Duke Dingguo divorced his wife was not because he wanted to marry a concubine, but because he actually liked men?

I've only heard that beautiful women are the root of trouble, but now handsome men are also the root of trouble?

Ling Jinglan held Xie Jinzhao's waist. Xie Jinzhao's slender arms were hung around his neck, with his sleeves pulled down, revealing a part of his wrists, which were as white as snow and as delicate as petals.

Fu Chuan almost went blind.

Looking at Lu Changyuan again, he was staring at Xie Jinzhao with anger in his eyes.

Fu Chuan felt a headache. Everything else could be discussed, but this kind of thing was not negotiable.

"Jinglan, am I drunk?" Xie Jinzhao rubbed his head, "I have a headache."

Ling Jinglan hugged her and stood up, "Mr. Fu, I have to excuse myself first. Young Master Qingxiao is not very drunk, so I will take her away first."

Fu Chuan wished he would disappear immediately. "Okay, okay, the guest room has been cleaned up. Master Jinglan will have to take care of Master Qingxiao."

Lu Changyuan stopped Ling Jinglan and said, "Wait! Young Master Qingxiao is a general of the imperial court. His Majesty has conferred him the title of Right General. Young Master Jinglan, you are just a chivalrous knight in the martial arts world. It is not appropriate for you to take care of Young Master Qingxiao. Leave Young Master Qingxiao to me and I will take care of her."

Ling Jinglan laughed angrily, "Duke Dingguo, have you forgotten the identity of Master Qingxiao?"

Since you know that she is Xie Jinzhao, you should also know that she is Princess Zhuang, your ex-wife, and yet you still want to take care of her.

Lu Changyuan's thoughts were exposed, but he was not embarrassed, "It's better than you."

Xie Jinzhao stood up from Ling Jinglan's arms, squinting his drunken eyes and staring at Lu Changyuan, mumbling, "It's Lu Changyuan? Hehehe, you're such an idiot to marry Dou Miaojin. Jinglan, I tell you, Dou Miaojin eloped with someone, and only a fool like Lu Changyuan would marry a woman like that.

You don't know how happy I am. I'm just afraid that he won't marry me and I'll regret it so much! Hehehe!"

Fu Chuan's mind was confused. What did he hear?

Yun Qingxiao is actually the Princess of Zhuang?

Now that Princess Zhuang wakes up, she won’t kill people to silence them, right?

Lu Changyuan looked ashen.

Ling Jinglan felt that it was perfect. He couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips upward, and he couldn't suppress it.

"You...have you never loved me? We have been an unmarried couple for so many years, and married for a year, but you still hope that I will take a concubine? Have you never been sad or heartbroken?" Lu Changyuan was already incoherent.

Xie Jinzhao rested his head on Ling Jinglan's shoulder, too drunk to stand up straight, "Jinglan, what did he say? Love? What is love? I don't know. I just know that if you treat me well, I will treat you well. If you let me down and want to kill me, I will not let you live well."

"Yeah!" Ling Jinglan looked at her lovingly, his curled eyelashes hiding the look in his eyes, "Qingxiao is the best, I hope she won't be bullied."

"I'm not that stupid to be bullied." Xie Jinzhao nestled in his arms, "You're also a bad guy. You lied to me."

"I'm not good. I shouldn't have lied to you."

"I forgive you. I lied to you, too. We're even now."

He knew that what Xie Jinzhao meant was that she had also concealed her identity, but he saw through her, but she did not see through him.

She always says that she doesn't know what love is, but in fact, she has a soft heart, is kind and understanding.

He had given her countless chances to see through his identity, but she was always kept in the dark, because she didn't pay attention to him. When she left Duke Dingguo's mansion, she saw through his identity. At that time, she must have set her sights on him.

"You..." Lu Changyuan wanted to curse, but he couldn't say it out loud. His heart was already broken.

Ling Jinglan saw through his thoughts, "Lu Changyuan, she was betrothed to you since she was a child, and no one has loved her since she was a child. If you treat her with a little care, or at least don't hurt her so much, she will not divorce you.

You missed her, and you deserved it. You don't deserve her, and it's her luck that you two are getting divorced!"

In this life, fate has been kind to her.

Ling Jinglan carried Xie Jinzhao back to the guest room, asked for hot water and helped her wipe her hands and face. Just as she was about to leave, she sat up from the bed and said, "Ling Jinglan, I want to take a shower. I stink."

She was an unfamiliar place and if she wanted to take a bath, she naturally had to ask a maid to come over, but Ling Jinglan did not dare to hand her over to any stranger.

"Be good, and take a bath tomorrow morning, okay?"

"Not good!" Xie Jinzhao pushed his arm against Ling Jinglan's face. "Smell it yourself, it stinks."

Ling Jinglan took a deep breath, there was a faint smell of blood, but it did not cover the girl's fragrance on her body. His heartbeat quickened a little, "Fortunately, it doesn't stink. How could Zhao Zhao stink?"

"I just want to take a bath!" Drunk people are unreasonable.

"I'm afraid you'll drown in the bathtub." Ling Jinglan said.

"Don't I still have you? How could I die with you here? You won't let me die, I know." Xie Jinzhao drunkenly arched his back into the quilt, sticking out his little butt, and said in a muffled voice, "When I came back to life, I knew that you were the best person in the world to me."

"Master is gone, and my brother died too. Later, you died, and I died too. Jinglan, we lost miserably."

Ling Jinglan pondered for a moment, then sat down on the bed and held Xie Jinzhao in his arms, "It's okay, we are both alive. I'm here, and I won't let you die. You're tired, let's take a nap, okay?"

He leaned against the head of the bed while Xie Jinzhao lay on top of him. She insisted on taking a shower and kept mumbling. Ling Jinglan suppressed her restlessness and patted her gently. She was indeed tired. The wind blew outside and the lights in the room flickered. After a while, Ling Jinglan heard her steady breathing.

He put her on the bed and was about to get up when Xie Jinzhao grabbed his clothes.

Torches passed by the window one after another, and there was a lot of noise. Xie Jinzhao was sleeping very soundly. Ling Jinglan pulled the quilt over her and kissed her on the forehead.

Outside, even if the sky fell, he didn't want to care. Nothing was more important than Xie Jinzhao's safety.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

There was a knock on the door. He walked over and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

The maid came to pass on the message, "Master Jinglan, the Southern Chen spy has been kidnapped. Duke Dingguo invites Master Jinglan to come over and talk."