Favoring a Hidden Mistress? Engagement Broken-Chapter 98 - 89:

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Chapter 98: Chapter 89:

The two kissed passionately, the young girl was very obedient, accepting everything he gave her.

Actually, sometimes he was quite reckless.

When too indulgent, his actions were heavy-handed.

After each intimate encounter, her waist, wrists, collarbone, and back were covered with bruises...

He was just getting acquainted with intimacy, and it was the time he was most enthusiastic.

Every time, he wouldn’t stop until he exhausted her to the point she was soft and hoarse.

Lu Ziyuan could feel the burning passion within himself.

He was deeply in love with the girl beneath him.

Many nights when she was too tired and fell asleep first, he would hold her waist, pulling her into his arms to kiss her.

But how could he bear to watch this delicate flower-like girl gradually wither in the backyard?

How could he let that concubine act pompously in front of her?

If it weren’t for the genuine feelings he had, Lu Ziyuan himself would have doubted whether he had truly transferred his affections to Liu Manrou in this world.

Precisely because he understood himself, Lu Ziyuan couldn’t fathom why he acted with such devotion and treasure-like affection for his cousin’s woman.

Liu Manrou was Lu Zishuo’s chambermaid; she carried the second son’s lineage. His initial plan was merely to have Liu Manrou give birth so the second son’s line could continue.

This way, the pressure of heirs on the Lu Family could be relieved. If he and Wanwan had a child, they wouldn’t have to consider adoption.

Yet the direction things took diverged completely from his expectations, growing stranger by the day.

Liu Manrou safely gave birth to a boy; the triple wash ceremony and full month banquet were held lively and bustling. Xie Wanqing, by her status, was supposed to prepare a generous gift for the joyous occasion as this child’s aunt.

But she didn’t show up from start to finish, as if she didn’t know her husband had gained a son.

Ultimately, everything was undeniably different. The several madams of the Lu Family were all beaming, holding the eldest grandson in their arms.

Even Old Madam Lu, who had previously had reservations about Liu Manrou’s background, gave a considerable amount of rewards.

When Lu Ziyuan proposed to elevate Liu Manrou to the position of the second room’s proper wife, Old Madam Lu hesitated only for a moment before agreeing.

After all, once she becomes the proper wife, her great-grandson would have a legitimate status, and his future would be vastly different. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Afraid of Xie Wanqing having objections, several Lu Family madams took turns advising her.

The undertone of their words was that even if the concubine becomes the second son’s wife, it wouldn’t affect your status as heir’s wife.

Xie Wanqing listened quietly, only saying, "Let Lu Ziyuan come and talk to me himself."

Since the day Liu Manrou gave birth, they hadn’t seen each other for a long time.

After marriage, he didn’t allow her to go to the front yard to seek him, nor would he let her step into his study, a place she had entered before they were wed.

Their encounters were limited to the times he occasionally came in the night, hardly saying a word before dragging her to bed, dividing her knees and indulging.

He would exhaust her to the point she couldn’t speak, and when she woke up early the next morning, he was already gone.

What kind of marriage was this? They never spoke intimately, not even discussing the elevation of the concubine’s status with her.

Did he treat her as mere entertainment?

Was he looking for an outlet, choosing her as the tool for satisfaction when his beloved concubine was pregnant?

Lu Ziyuan couldn’t grasp the sensitive thoughts of a young lady; he was a man, and for a man to be bold with his wife, even his beloved woman, was not out of line.

He even thought that he was being overly restrained in this world.

Had it been him...

Until one morning, as the young girl woke up, she supported her sore waist, rubbing it before shedding golden tears.

Erqing, attending to her morning routine, was startled and hurriedly asked.

"I was just thinking..."

Xie Wanqing, her voice hoarse, said, "What does this count for?"

Erqing, seeing the marks on her lady’s body, blushed slightly.

She paused, offering comfort, "The Princely Heir is young and vigorous, full of vitality, not intentionally trying to hurt you."

Xie Wanqing lowered her eyes, her tone slightly indifferent, "But every time he comes, aside from doing this to me, he doesn’t care to say a word more."

It felt like he came to her courtyard just to vent on her.

Lu Ziyuan heard this beside her, rendered speechless, feeling unjustly accused in his heart.

His first reaction was disbelief; she was his wife, brought with great ceremony, whom would he be intimate with if not her?

Yet upon considering Lu Ziyuan’s actions in this world, he thought his grievances warranted deserved.

Even Erqing didn’t know how to console her mistress.

Although the entire household felt the heir didn’t care for their lady, Erqing didn’t agree.