Chapter 65 No One Refuses to Give Up
Staring at her stubborn look, Lu Ji gritted his teeth in hatred, but when he saw tears welling up in her eyes, he suddenly let go of her hand, his face still as cold as ever, looking down at her condescendingly: "Have you grown wings? Do you have an idea?"

Qin Xiaoning didn't dare to retort, but didn't want to admit defeat. She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, stiffened her neck and tilted her head, not looking at him.

The two of them were in a stalemate, and Lu Ji's heavy breathing came into her ears one by one.

Knowing that he was angry, shouldn't she be angry too?

She didn't do anything wrong, but he would scold her and lose his temper with her if she didn't obey him?

Neither of them was willing to admit defeat, and they just kept fighting. In the huge hall, the atmosphere was so depressing that it was suffocating. The maids had already avoided them far away, and the unbearable deadlock was not broken until Desheng, who was unaware of the situation, came in from outside.

"My Lord——"

Desheng noticed that something was wrong with the prince and Qin Xiaoning, but since they had already stepped into the house, there was no reason for him to hide. He could only pretend that he didn't notice it and reported the matter reluctantly.

"My Lord, Prime Minister Jiang sent some gifts to you."

Lu Ji was very annoyed by Qin Xiaoning, but he couldn't do anything about this little woman. When he saw Desheng coming in, he simply let her go, turned around and sat down on the chair, and asked in a deep voice: "What did you give me?"

Desheng replied truthfully: "There are five antiques, three paintings, several strings of pearls, and two night-shining pearls as big as goose eggs."

Lu Ji didn't even bat an eyelid when he heard this. He poured himself a cup of tea and said in a deep voice, "Since it's a gift, then accept it."

Desheng agreed repeatedly, glanced at Qin Xiaoning who was standing beside him with a depressed look, and continued in a low voice: "My Lord, along with the things, Prime Minister Jiang also sent three beautiful girls over."

Desheng knew that his master was not interested in women, especially after Qin Xiaoning came into his life. He was even more dismissive of the beautiful ladies who were sent off by the powerful and wealthy. Usually, these ladies were sent off by Desheng, either given away or sold. In short, he did not need to report to the prince and could deal with them on his own.

It would be fine if it was given by someone else, but in the current situation, the Jiang family and King Xuanchen are at loggerheads, and Prime Minister Jiang is bent on winning over Lu Ji to his side. Desheng has to explain clearly the gift from the Jiang family.

This time, beyond Desheng's expectation, Lu Ji was immediately interested when he heard that Prime Minister Jiang sent a beautiful girl. He asked lazily, "Have you seen her? How does she look?"

After saying that, he glanced at Qin Xiaoning out of the corner of his eye.

Desheng could hardly believe his ears. He scratched his head and said, "My Lord, what do you mean?"

Lu Ji was happy, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, and ordered: "Go and call the people sent by the Jiang family over, let this prince take a look, and see if there is anyone who is pleasing to the eye."

Desheng saw it.

The prince was angry with Miss Qin, but since his master had given the order, he did not dare to disobey. He glanced at Qin Xiaoning quietly, bowed and retreated.

After a while, three seductively dressed girls were brought in.

One of them was a dancer, with a light figure and a gentle expression as if she was walking without touching the ground. Another one was holding a pipa, with gentle eyes. The one in the white dress was the most outstanding, with a beautiful face and a bit of otherworldly air.

"Greetings, Young Master." The three beauties bowed to Lu Ji, all of them looking docile and flattering.

Lu Ji held the teacup, fiddling with the lid slowly, and looked up at the person in front of him: "Not bad, each has its own merits."

After praising him, he asked, "Are you willing to serve this prince?"

The three girls nodded one after another. The one holding the pipa was particularly bold. She stepped forward, bowed to Lu Ji, and said in a sweet voice, "I have heard of the general's reputation a long time ago. It is my honor to serve him."

Lu Ji nodded upon hearing this: "This prince likes docile people."

Then he asked, "Can you play the zither?" The girl raised her eyes and glanced at Lu Ji, her eyebrows full of affection, and nodded, "I am good at playing the zither. Whatever song the general wants to hear, I will play it for him right away."

The rich and powerful young man is naturally proud. If anyone makes him unhappy, he will get rid of him. Countless women will come to him one after another.

"Okay." Lu Ji raised his eyebrows slightly at the woman, looking romantic and unruly, and pointed at the girl casually: "Then I will keep you to serve me tonight."

Ji Nu received the order and sat down on the small chair. With a slight wave of her white hand, the sound of the piano like flowing water spread throughout the room.

Lu Ji leaned back in his chair like an old man, his eyes closed, his bony fingers tapping on the table to the beat, with a look of intoxication on his face, deliberately leaving Qin Xiaoning aside.

Qin Xiaoning couldn't stand this humiliation. She rolled her eyes at Lu Ji and turned away angrily.

"What to do?"

Lu Ji opened his eyes and spoke to her in a cold voice mixed with anger.

Qin Xiaoning turned her head with a chuckle, her face turned pale with anger, and she said to Lu Ji, "I won't disturb the prince's good mood here. I hope you have fun."

After saying that, he strode out the door angrily.

Tears flowed out all at once and flowed down her face, making her face cold. Qin Xiaoning held back her tears until she left the yard, then she raised her hands to wipe away her tears.

I don't want him to see me crying because of him.

He doesn't deserve it.

Not wanting to see anyone, she ran to a remote place to hide. She ran faster and faster until she could no longer see anyone. Then she suddenly stopped. There was a lake in front of her. If she ran any further, she would fall into the lake.

I don't want to cry for him, but I feel so suffocated inside.

There was nothing but desolate space all around, not a single person in sight. Qin Xiaoning squatted down, covered her face, and began to sob.

The night was dark and she had cried enough. She sat down by the lake with her knees hugged, feeling very cold.

The mosquitoes in the water were buzzing and bothering her, which made her very annoyed. She would not go back and humiliate herself, but she could not sit here all night. At least tonight, she had to find a place to stay.

Go to Sixth Miss's? Her house is quite spacious.

As soon as this thought came out, it was immediately rejected by Qin Xiaoning.

If she went there, the conflict between her and Lu Ji would be heard by the wife of the Duke. Although the wife of the Duke had always treated her kindly, Qin Xiaoning knew clearly that she loved her son because she loved him. If she knew that she had made Lu Ji angry, how could she, as a mother, feel happy?
Then why don't we stay at Songzhi's mother's house for one night?
After thinking about it, she gave up the idea. If the old man knew about it, he would definitely keep her company all night and persuade her to be content.

Go to the pianist Mr. Su?
Forget it. Sir, he has been hurt by a nobleman in the past. If he knew that she was bullied by Lu Ji like this, it would definitely bring back sad memories.

After much thought, she realized that in this huge mansion, there was no place where she could stay temporarily.

The night wind was getting colder, mixed with the moisture from the lake, wrapping around her body wetly. Qin Xiaoning tightened her clothes, buried her head in her knees, and started crying again with sadness.

"Feeding mosquitoes here, huh?"

Hearing the familiar voice coming from behind her, Qin Xiaoning's body shook uncontrollably, but she did not look up. She did not want him to see her weakness, so she just quietly wiped away the tears from her face with her hand.

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