The Widowed Mother, a Valiant General

Lu Qing felt like crying as he looked at the small straps and underwear that had been thrown far away. This was the fate of the weak. They still wanted to talk about the conditions with this person, but they had already been stripped of their status.

A long robe wrapped around her in an instant, soft and warm. Lu Qing knew that this was linen, but he didn't know that there was such a soft cloth. It was not one bit inferior to the cotton of the future.

A soft blanket covered her, and a strong and slender arm grabbed her.

Feeling her body pressed up against his, Lu Qing was stunned.

The candlelight was dim, and Lu Qing could only vaguely make out the outline of Yu Mingchuan's devilish face, but his expression couldn't be seen. Even if he could see clearly, it was still possible that it was fake.

"Tell me how you're going to make salt."

A low and lazy voice came from above her head, interrupting Lu Qing's train of thoughts. Simultaneously, a large hand began to caress her back.

Inexplicably, it made Lu Qing think of how she used to touch her cat …

However, she was a person, and a woman with a mature mentality. It was impossible for her to not react after being touched on the back by such an ambiguous man.

With a slight tremble, Lu Qing began to retreat. She didn't want to be too attached to this fellow.

"Don't move." After saying that, Yu Mingchuan drilled his way down until his face was pressed against Lu Qing's neck. He then stopped and took a light sniff, "The smell is very clean."

At this moment, Lu Qing had a very strange feeling. She had become a pet. Yu Mingchuan had washed her clean just to carry her and play with her.

Furthermore, her previous performance in the bathtub, to him, she was just like a cat whose hair had exploded.

This kind of thinking made Lu Qing even angrier. In any case, his hands and feet weren't bound, so one of his hands were already at that thing's waist. He was trying to find a piece of soft meat to pinch, but he couldn't find it.

Annoyed, Lu Qing groped the straps under Yu Mingchuan's armpits and ripped them open. Using his short nails, he pinched a bit of the straps and began to exert himself …

"Hiss —"

Yu Mingchuan grabbed onto Lu Qing's hand and looked up into her face. The little girl was angry again, and she looked pretty good. He liked this expression.

He was brimming with vitality.

Lu Qing finally caught sight of him. His eyes were no longer half open, and they were completely open. He was extremely beautiful, like two dark brown translucent gems. Under the dim candlelight, it was captivating.

Monster!

"Send me to the salt marshes in the southwest with a few men and a large carriage tomorrow. I have my ways."

Lu Qing twisted his body, but he was restrained even tighter. One of his large hands even touched the hem of her robe.

"The salt over there is extremely bitter. It can't be eaten at all."

Yu Mingchuan was satisfied with the smooth and silky texture of his palm. Xue Yan's vision was indeed quite good.

"Since you said I have a way, then it means that I have a way. Can you stop?!"

"Alright."

The large hand disappeared from her robes and Lu Qing heaved a sigh of relief. Seeing Yu Mingchuan suddenly stand up, it seemed as if he had pressed some sort of mechanism. With a light sound, two figures appeared outside the window.

"Fang Jiming, call Liu Chen back from River Canghai City. Report tomorrow morning."

The two people outside the window bowed their heads and listened to the order. In an instant, they disappeared.

Lu Qing continued, "Prepare a large iron pot and several bags of charcoal. If you have the kind of linen cloth we wear, prepare some too."

The earlier she was prepared, the sooner she would be free from the sea of suffering. Naturally, she had to hurry and explain everything.

"No rush." After saying that, Yu Mingchuan returned to his bed and hugged Lu Qing.