Chapter 351 – Winds of the Capital (8)
Princess An Yina changed into a new outfit, identical to the one that Wu Ma Jun had just torn apart.
She left the residence under the pretense of praying for a child; if she returned wearing a different garment, even her foolish husband would begin to suspect something.
An Yina was always meticulous in her actions. Even with several skirt-lifting ministers around her, she could handle everything flawlessly, let alone such a small detail.
Every time she sneaked out to meet Wu Ma Jun, she would have her confidant maidservant bring along a couple of spare outfits that looked exactly the same.
Wu Ma Jun’s gaze lingered on her exquisite beauty as he watched her put each garment back on, his thoughts wandering.
If it weren’t already getting late, he would have genuinely wanted to pull An Yina into some mischief. Not to mention, this woman was quite uninhibited in bed, displaying a variety of styles that left him dazzled; they had nearly tried every trick in the book to please each other.
To be honest, none of the courtesans from the Qin Tower and Chu Pavilion were as bold and experienced as Princess An Yina.
Having tangled with An Yina for so long, their playful banter aside, her body was undeniably attractive.
Wu Ma Jun had already joined the court and was involved in politics; aside from the main wife position, the side wives and concubines were all accounted for, while the unnamed secret arrangements were too numerous to count. Nonetheless, those women were far too reserved and dull, and engaging with them felt like playing with a block of wood.
“Did you not have enough just now?”
Princess An Yina shot him a sultry glance, as if her soft claws were teasing the most sensitive spot, leaving him wanting more.
“Naturally not enough; I wish I could exhaust myself on you.” Wu Ma Jun effortlessly replied.
“You naughty! So shameless!” Princess An Yina pouted, casually putting on a nearby veil and said, “It’s getting late, I should head back. If I return late, your second brother will definitely be furious, and it won’t be so easy for me to go out again.”
Wu Ma Jun felt irritated; he really didn’t want to hear about his second brother from An Yina right now.
“Tsk, even if you returned early, can that eunuch give you a child?”
Wu Ma Jun scoffed coldly. Although his second brother was not a eunuch, that part could still function, but he was incapable of making a woman pregnant.
He had learned this shocking news from An Yina and was quite astonished; later, he sent people to investigate in secret, even tracing back to old palace maids and lady officials who had been released years ago. After much effort, he finally confirmed that An Yina’s claims were true.
His second brother truly was incapable of making a woman conceive.
This affliction was not innate; it was caused by the harm done to him by a palace woman during his childhood. Once discovered, it could not be cured.
That part might work, but unable to get a woman pregnant, how was that any different from a eunuch?
Princess An Yina chuckled, “He can’t make me pregnant, so isn’t that why I’m here to pray for a child?”
As she spoke, she lightly placed her hand on her belly, as if that spot truly held a budding life.
Wu Ma Jun secretly spat, women could be so venomous, but on the surface he replied, “Praying for a child is no simple task; second sister-in-law will need to come more often.”
In truth, it was a mockery. An Yina knew full well her husband could not impregnate her, and they had been married for years without an heir. Yet she pretended otherwise, taking on the blame for her second brother’s lack of heirs each time she went out under the guise of praying for a child—actually meeting with several lovers instead.
Tsk, in a certain sense, “praying for a child” was indeed true, but she was seeking out other men, not the God of Childbirth.
Jiang Pengji sighed, “Poor second prince, must have the weight of an entire vast grassland on his head, huh?”
Xu Ke was eavesdropping too, but since An Yina and Wu Ma Jun had already finished dressing and were a bit far from the wall corner, he had a hard time catching every word.
“Vast grassland? What place is that?”
Among the five nations and nine states, he had truly never heard of such a place.
“It doesn’t matter where, what’s important is that the grassland is green.”
Jiang Pengji crossed her arms and chuckled lowly, making her seem quite pleased.
Xu Ke’s expression stiffened slightly, “Young Master sure is witty; it’s truly… hard to refute.”
Rather than being witty, it’s more that this guy is seriously a piece of work!
“Young Master isn’t angry?” Xu Ke was confused. He knew that the relationship between this Young Master and the second lady wasn’t good; they didn’t seem like a family. Yet, he was supposed to be the future brother-in-law fooling around like this. Shouldn’t the other party be enraged?
With the wedding approaching, the groom Wu Ma Jun was out fooling around, seducing married women, which was utterly scandalous!
“Why should I be angry?” Jiang Pengji smirked coldly, “Wu Ma Jun is just a clown, and the bastard younger sister has high aspirations but a fragile fate. If those two were a bit more obedient, they could live a lifetime even if their hearts weren’t aligned. But if they keep causing trouble together, then they truly are a match made in hell.”
Hearing this, Xu Ke fell silent.
Regarding the Young Master’s familial matters, as an underling, it was indeed inappropriate for him to meddle.
After eavesdropping, Xu Ke was still slightly dazed. He hadn’t expected that Wu Ma Jun had a connection with Princess An Yina.
Years ago, he had heard the gossip between these two from Jiang Pengji, but he never expected that years later, he would hear it live!
“The tea is getting cold; better drink it.”
Jiang Pengji returned to the tea table, her expression unchanged, as if the ruckus next door hadn’t affected her in the slightest.
In fact, it truly hadn’t.
For Jiang Pengji, who was extremely picky about spiritual pursuits, the clandestine meetings between Wu Ma Jun and Princess An Yina—no matter how grimy or bawdy—fell on her ears like the grunting of pigs, stirring not a flicker of desire.
Xu Ke wasn’t at that level yet. Newly licensed, having left his wife shortly after marrying, he couldn’t resist the temptation.
He adjusted his breathing in secret, suppressing that restlessness, returning to a state of calm indifference.
In the tea room, the two sat across from each other, sipping tea and quietly discussing affairs in the capital, while Princess An Yina on the other side was far less composed.
She had initially planned to leave wearing the veil, but as soon as she stepped out of the tea room and turned a corner, she spotted a maidservant entering the adjacent tea room.
Clearly, that tea room had customers.
Had the guests heard the commotion while she and Wu Ma Jun carried on? If they did, how much had they heard?
In an instant, countless complicated thoughts flashed through her mind, and the once-dormant demon within her began to stir.
Murderous intent began to rise.
“You, come here.”
As soon as the maidservant stepped out, An Yina stood in the corner, beckoning her forward.
Seeing Princess An Yina wearing heavy veils obscuring her face but dressed in luxurious attire, the maidservant dared not offend her and quickly stepped forward to greet, softly asking, “Noble Person, do you have any commands?”
“Is there a customer in this tea room?”
An Yina questioned, her heart starting to get restless.
She still wanted to utilize Wu Ma Jun and her unfortunate husband; the plan had already been set in motion, and she couldn’t afford a misstep at this crucial moment.
The maidservant, unaware of the situation, responded gently, “Reporting to the Noble Person, yes, there are.”
Just as she thought!
