Chapter 1197 - The DNA Test
The current situation was that both the West Duke Lu Yeming and the Silver Mask King were standing strong, but after this battle, the Silver Mask King’s name had soared. The dignitaries had all invaded his Snow Mountain Residence this week. Xuan Ying was already slowly building up the potential to surpass Lu Yeming.
In contrast, Lu Yeming’s place was quiet. No matter how noisy and bustling Xuan Ying’s Snow Mountain Residence became, the West Palace was situated high up among the clouds and was peaceful and quiet.
Of course, Lu Yeming had to accept Xuan Ying’s invitation.
Since that time in the Jadeite Hall, Jun Xiqing had been sleeping with Tang Mo’er. She heard a few maids whispering as soon as she left her room.
—-The Silver Mask King and Miss Shi’s wedding is tomorrow. Who do you think the Master will bring?
—-Definitely Miss Ye Ruge. She’s our Duchess.
—-That may not necessarily be the case. Master can also bring Miss Ah Xiao or… Miss Jun.
—-All of you are wrong. I bet that Master is going to bring his Elder Sister!
Lu Yeming looked sideways at Fan Men.
Fan Men nodded and quickly left.
“Miss Jun, are you that interested in my personal matters?” Lu Yeming looked calmly at the DNA test on the table.
“…” Jun Xiqing had to think fast on her feet. “Of course! Doesn’t the West Duke want me to be his surrogate mother? I have to understand the West Duke’s heritage first then.”
Lu Yeming strutted over. His deep eyes shone coldly and maliciously. “Have you understood anything then?”
Jun Xiqing looked at him from top to toe. This man really really had a model-like figure. Whatever he wore looked beautiful on him, especially with this black suit on, which only served to emphasize his coldness, control and indifference. His every action was naturally graceful and kingly.
Sometimes, this came with a person’s blood, and no amount of interference after they were born could change that. Ever since he was a child, Lu Yeming had been extremely talented and a head above the rest.
Slowly, Jun Xiqing’s red lips curved upwards and her bright eyes seemed to shine with intelligence. “What I’m thinking is… if Lu Jinwen and Madam Xuanji’s son had died prematurely that year, who is the current West Duke then?”
With that, Jun Xiqing tilted her head and said, “I suddenly thought of a saying. The sparrow used to only nest in the houses of the rich, but now they nest in the houses of common folk.”
As soon as those words were out of her mouth, Lu Yeming suddenly closed his eyes and kicked the door shut with his legs. He stood tall and handsome beside the wall and reached up to tug on his tie. He licked his lips and said slowly, “I really want to let you go, but… you just keep arousing my interest.”
“Since you’re so interested in my blood, why not have a child with me?”
He smiled slowly, like a graceful cheetah eyeing its delicious prey.
Jun Xiqing wasn’t afraid of anything. She walked forward and yawned widely. “I’m tired. I’m going back to sleep. She put her small hands on the door handle.
At this moment a large palm reached over and pressed on her hand. “Who taught you to walk so freely into my territory, hm?”
At this, Jun Xiqing’s eyes shifted sideways. He had bent down to speak to her and his handsome face was inches away from hers.
The two of them were extremely close.
So close that they could see themselves in each other’s eyes.