Marrying a White Snake Wife is Super Cool

With a powerful tug, Zhao Qiao’er dragged Lu Yuan inside.

With a wave of her right hand, Zhao Qiao’er pulled the blanket she had just kicked off back over herself.

"Mmmph... Mmmph..."

Was that the sound of a child crying?

Of course not!

Aunt Zhao had Lu Yuan’s neck clamped between her legs, burying his head and leaving him unable to speak.

The six-foot-two Zhao Qiao’er had seemingly endless strength in her legs. No matter how Lu Yuan struggled, he couldn’t possibly break free.

Zhao Qiao’er alternately bent and straightened her legs, keeping Lu Yuan’s neck trapped and forcing his upper body to follow her every move!

Then, Zhao Qiao’er pressed down hard on Lu Yuan’s head, pinning it in place.

Zhao Qiao’er asked with a grin, "My sweet darling, have a taste!"

"Doesn’t it taste like sugar water?"

Lu Yuan gulped it down, GLUG GLUG, until he’d had his fill.

Zhao Qiao’er began to writhe uncontrollably, her body twisting and turning as a look of pure ecstasy spread across her face!

If Song Meiqin were there to see this, she’d surely have spat and mocked her, "Pah! Just look at you, what a shameless, lewd display!"

Zhao Qiao’er let out a piercing bray, like a donkey.

As if a water pipe had burst, a stream of water gushed out from the break.

The pressure was immense, creating a geyser that shot upwards.

The column of water splashed directly onto Lu Yuan’s face.

Lu Yuan stood up and wiped the water, which had a slightly earthy, musky smell, from his face.

Lu Yuan said, "Aunt Zhao, that was a deluge! I could barely handle it!"

At this moment, Zhao Qiao’er felt as if she had ascended to the heavens as an immortal, or as if she were in a peach blossom paradise, with enchanting peach blossoms blooming all over the mountainside!

Zhao Qiao’er was in high spirits, feeling waves of comfort and pleasure!

Finally.

Zhao Qiao’er brought her foot up to Lu Yuan’s face and said bluntly, "Here! For you! Eat up!"

Zhao Qiao’er wasn’t one to take advantage without giving back. Knowing Lu Yuan had a taste for this, she offered it as a reward.

A blissful expression spread across Lu Yuan’s face as he took Zhao Qiao’er’s foot in his hands and sniffed its scent.

Lu Yuan praised her from the bottom of his heart, "Aunt Zhao, your feet are so fair and clean, they even smell like cinnamon!"

Lying on her back, Zhao Qiao’er extended her foot toward Lu Yuan’s face until it was only a centimeter or two from the tip of his nose.

Zhao Qiao’er said, "If you like it so much, take a few more bites!"

Lu Yuan licked the bottom of Zhao Qiao’er’s plump foot, then said with a fawning look:

"Aunt Zhao, I’m determined to fill you with a bellyful of water!"

...

Su Liyan was patting her daughter, Lu Ruyan, to sleep. When she heard Aunt Zhao’s donkey-like bray, the corners of her mouth turned up, and she couldn’t help but smile.

「The next morning.」

Lu Yuan was eating breakfast when a trusted subordinate came to report, "Lord, Doctor Li, who is being held at the Martial Hall, has woken up."

"Mm-hm, got it," Lu Yuan replied.

After breakfast, Lu Yuan went to Gu Gaoxu’s room first. He checked his pulse and said, "The Doctor Li who was treating you a few days ago put a slow-acting, potent poison in your medicine."

Gu Gaoxu seemed very calm. He first said "Oh," then asked, "Where is he? Who put him up to it?"

"I don’t know who’s behind it yet, but I’ve already captured the man," Lu Yuan said.

Gu Gaoxu said with difficulty, "Where?"

"He’s being held somewhere in the outskirts outside the city." Lu Yuan didn’t give him the exact location.

"Interrogate him thoroughly. I’m going to sleep." Gu Gaoxu rolled over as if to go back to sleep.

"You’re really something else, so carefree. Not worried about your own safety or situation at all!" Lu Yuan teased.

"What’s the use in worrying? An edict to chop off our heads could come down at any moment!"

"Alright! You get some rest!" Lu Yuan said, and then prepared to head for the Martial Hall.

Lu Yuan left the Mansion Gate with his arm around Gu Ziye, greeting the Jinyi Guard on both sides, "Good morning, brothers!"

The normally aloof Jinyi Guards were taken aback for a moment, then smiled and replied. Clearly, these men hadn’t expected Lu Yuan to greet them, and they couldn’t even manage to use a unified form of address: "Good morning, Lord Lu... Prince Consort!"

A Jinyiwei Hundred Households came over and asked, "Lord Lu, where might you be going?"

Lu Yuan said nothing, merely pursing his lips and looking at Gu Ziye.

Gu Ziye puffed out her chest, took a step forward, looked up at the Jinyi Guard, and said unhappily, "What? Can this princess not go for a stroll with the Prince Consort? How dare you obstruct this princess!"

The Jinyiwei Hundred Households said with a smile, "Princess, please don’t be angry. This lowly one is concerned for your safety. Do you require men to protect the Princess and the Prince Consort?"

"We do not!" Gu Ziye’s tone was heavy as she spoke the three words.

Gu Ziye continued to retort, "I haven’t heard that Father sent you to protect me. You just need to do your own jobs!"

The Jinyiwei Hundred Households moved to the side, bowed, and gestured with his hand, saying, "Princess, Prince Consort, please enjoy yourselves!"

Lu Yuan was secretly pleased. ’Marrying a princess is pretty great.’

With his arm around Gu Ziye, Lu Yuan headed to the Martial Hall outside the city.

Inside the Martial Hall, Gu Ziye sat drinking tea while a crowd of large men stared at her intently, making the hairs on the back of her neck stand up.

These Mansion Guards meant no harm; they just had never seen the boss’s fourth wife before, especially since she was a princess.

Of course, if they dared to look at Su Liyan like that and angered her, they would probably find themselves groveling on the floor.

Lu Yuan went alone to interrogate Doctor Li.

Upon waking and seeing Lu Yuan, Doctor Li once again fell to the ground with a THUMP, kowtowing.

Before Lu Yuan could even speak, Doctor Li confessed everything he knew.

It was nothing but a bunch of useless platitudes: "I was coerced," "I never saw his real face"...

There was one important piece of information: the masked man who contacted Doctor Li had an Imperial City accent.

Lu Yuan had Doctor Li remain obediently in the Martial Hall, deciding to release him only when the time was right.

Lu Yuan pinched his chin, calculating in his mind. ’It seems I was more or less right. There’s a traitor in the Imperial City.’

Poisoned Silver Needles, agile skills, scaling walls and leaping across roofs... this wasn’t something an ordinary minor family could accomplish.

This was all aimed at Gu Gaoxu.

The affair that could involve Gu Gaoxu was the matter of Gu Zhaolian, the Sixth Son of King Lu, defecting to the Little Easterners on Elephant Island.

A faint light glowed from Lu Yuan’s right hand as he pinched his fingers together in divination. The assassins hunting Gu Gaoxu had already found their way to Taiping City.

These pursuers had originally planned to poison Gu Gaoxu silently and frame Lu Yuan for it—a move to kill two birds with one stone.

Now that the plan had failed, they would probably make another move.

A large character, "Lan," appeared in Lu Yuan’s mind.

Lu Yuan mused, ’Last time it was someone named Lan who was after me, and this time it’s a Lan again. It’s hard to divine which specific person it is right now.’

’I have a rough idea,’ Lu Yuan thought. ’The one capable of such a thing is likely Marquis Yongchang, Lan Yu. He will suffer the same fate as the Lan Yu of the Great Ming Dynasty.’

For now, he just lacked the solid evidence required to expose and topple Lan Yu.

Lu Yuan came out into the Martial Hall Courtyard. Gu Ziye, who was drinking tea, saw him and immediately shot up, running toward him like a frightened little bird.

Gu Ziye took Lu Yuan’s hand and asked, "Yuan~ Where is this? These men are staring at me and it’s giving me the creeps!"

Lu Yuan patted Gu Ziye’s head and said, "It’s alright. They’re all our own people. There’s no need to be afraid."

After greeting the Mansion Guards, Lu Yuan led Gu Ziye back to the mansion.

According to yesterday’s agreement, tonight it was Gu Ziye’s turn to attend to Lu Yuan.

During dinner, Gu Ziye was distracted, holding a chopstick in her mouth, not knowing what to eat. She clearly had something on her mind.

Because her large belly made it inconvenient, Song Meiqin was no longer eating with everyone else.

The maids in the mansion would bring her meals to her room instead.

Song Meiqin’s belly was exceptionally large, much bigger than Zhao Qiao’er’s had been when she was pregnant.

Seeing that Gu Ziye had no appetite, Zhao Qiao’er gently nudged her with her elbow and said, "Yue’Er, what’s wrong? Are you thinking about tonight?"

Gu Ziye blushed, lowered her head, and said, "Please don’t tease me."