Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!-Chapter 112 - 23: The Princess Who Refuses to Be Cannon Fodder (Part 23)
Realizing what it was, Jiang Ling’s breath surged, and he stumbled, almost tripping.
"Jiang Lai!"
He growled and let go of his hand.
Jiang Lai, holding his neck, shouted in dissatisfaction.
"What! Why are you calling your aunt!"
"You... you are really... unreasonable!"
There’s no point in reasoning with a drunkard. Jiang Ling gathered his breath and quickly walked to his courtyard, kicking open the door without lighting the lamp and accurately threw Jiang Lai onto his bed.
Jiang Ling irritably loosened the cuff ties of his sleeves, enduring the heat, just about to leave when he unexpectedly felt a tug from behind, and in the next second, Jiang Lai started whining again.
"Husband, where are you going..."
Jiang Ling turned his head. He had good eyesight and could see Jiang Lai lying on the bed even without turning on the lights. Her long hair draped over her shoulders, her figure was graceful, and her voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of drunken foolishness.
In the moment he was distracted, Jiang Lai had already hugged him from behind, pulling on his waistband with little restraint, randomly calling him husband.
"Jiang Lai, look carefully, who am I?"
Jiang Ling leaned over and looked at the enchantress in front of him.
"You are my husband... mm..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Jiang Ling lowered his head and sealed her lips.
Jiang Ling’s kiss was unruly, carrying a sort of battlefield ferocity and aggressiveness, with both hands firmly gripping Jiang Lai’s waist, looming over her like a mountain, his pitch-black eyes brimming with the madness of lost reason.
"You asked for it."
For more than a decade, he had never paid attention to Jiang Lai, in his eyes just a name, a pawn to be discarded at will.
He didn’t know when he started seeing her face often, sometimes clean and pure, sometimes alluring and captivating.
He had wanted to do this when they were down the mountain that day.
But Jiang Lai wasn’t an ordinary woman; touching her meant trouble.
Initially, he hadn’t intended to spare anyone from the Jiang Family, but now, with things as they were, he’d make an exception for Jiang Lai.
Perhaps now, this was also a way of revenge.
If Jiang Xiong knew he was bullying his most beloved daughter, it would certainly hurt him more than killing him.
This line of thought relieved Jiang Ling of any burden, and his strong arms easily scooped her into his embrace, invading her like a rag doll.
Just as he was about to breach the last step, the woman in his arms suddenly leaned back, and Jiang Ling quickly held her head. Just as he was about to do something, he realized that the Jiang Lai in front of him was asleep.
Upon realizing this, Jiang Ling gritted his teeth and pinched her earlobe, but she frowned and showed no sign of waking up.
"Jiang Lai?"
"Jiang Lai!"
In the darkness, the man cursed softly, throwing the woman in his arms back into the blanket before awkwardly getting out of bed.
——
The next morning, Jiang Lai opened her eyes, and her waist reacted before her brain did.
"Hiss—"
The pain, an indescribable soreness that made it hard for her to straighten her waist.
Upon lifting her clothes, she saw a bruise on her fair, soft waist, clearly a fingerprint embedded as if trying to embed itself into her flesh.
Jiang Lai sighed, leaning against the bed, gazing at the canopy in front of her.
This was her side room, usually for relatives. Looking up at the doorway, a bench lay there split into several pieces, indicating Jiang Ling was quite angry last night.
Supporting her waist, Jiang Lai got up and looked in the mirror.
"Damn, Jiang Ling is a dog?"
She had felt the pain last night, but there was no help for it; the little wolf dog before her was handsome and strong, and in her drunken state, she enjoyed it. If she weren’t worried about her secret being exposed in front of him, Jiang Lai would never have passed up on such a piece of juicy meat.
Now, her lips were vivid and alluring, visibly swollen and inviting wild thoughts.
Fortunately, she had some scar-reducing cream with her. After applying a thick layer to her lips and wiping it off after a while, the swelling had mostly subsided and was hardly noticeable.
"Jiang Lai, you’re such a beast. You won’t even spare someone younger than you. Fortunately, Jiang Ling has strong willpower, otherwise, if things went out of hand, what would you do?"
Just a bit more, and the shirt that had slipped to her shoulder would have been torn off entirely.
Jiang Ling wasn’t one for patience. If Jiang Lai hadn’t feigned sleep timely, the mission might have failed prematurely.
Little Buding was somewhat frightened, but Jiang Lai looked entirely disappointed.
"Did you see those muscles of his? Ah... almost touched them."
Damn Jiang Ling never gave her a chance to act, always circling her with his arms and kissing her.
"Put on some clothes, will you! Is this how you fight a losing battle by selling your body?"
"Shut your damn mouth, or I won’t do this anymore! This is all work-related injury! How are you going to compensate?"
Bringing up money, Little Buding suddenly became very polite, his tone exceptionally gentle.
"I just switched to a new network system and am short on cash. After this mission, I’ll spend some money to get you more skills, making it easier for you."
Jiang Lai ignored him, tidied her clothes a bit, and returned to the main house. Xiao Lian helped her wash and dress, while Luoyang cleaned outside.
Murong Dun wheeled himself out, looking energetic as if rejuvenated.
Jiang Lai could tell at a glance, this was obviously because Luoyang had drawn a lot of big cakes for him again.
"Wife, did you have a nice chat with your mother-in-law last night?"
"I got drunk and didn’t chat much, just fell asleep. How about you? Is your leg still hurting?"
"Much better, seeing you and Father-in-law drink happily puts my mind at ease. How about I treat tonight, go to the Xiao Xiang Building for a drink?"
Jiang Lai shook her head.
"Father is about to head to the Northern Military Camp, it’s not suitable to drink too much before his trip. Let’s wait until he returns."
"Military camp? For how long?"
"I heard he won’t be back until the New Year. Why? Husband, you seem reluctant."
Murong Dun shook his head repeatedly.
"Nothing of the sort. So, we’ll wait for Father-in-law to return then."
Before leaving, the family sat down for another meal.
At the dining table, Qin Feng looked at Jiang Ling’s lips, hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn’t help but ask.
"Ling, what happened to your lips? Did you apply any ointment?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ling looked up at Jiang Lai, finding her also puzzled, which stirred a suppressed frustration and anger within him.
"It’s nothing. A cat scratched me last night."
"Cat? Where did a cat come from at home?"
Jiang Lai chimed in.
"Ling, did you drink too much last night and dream? You look so tired, one might think you were busy all night."
Jiang Ling looked at her, his dark eyes deep with a hint of danger.
"Sister’s complexion doesn’t look great either, were you busy all night too?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Lai twisted her neck, yawning.
"Indeed, I didn’t sleep well last night, felt like I was bitten by a dog all night..."
Jiang Ling pressed his lips tightly, his gaze growing even darker.
