PNB Chapter 188 Don't faint on me!
Chapter 188 Don't faint on me!
"Just kidding! Don't take it seriously!"
Seeing that things were not going well, Su Mowan quickly backed down.
Murong Jing's mind isn't clear right now. I should never have teased him; it's made him sick!
Moreover, Su Mowan found herself completely powerless, as Murong Jing had pinned her down.
Not to mention that Murong Jing's somewhat abnormal eyes were staring straight at her, which she found a little unbearable.
Murong Jing naturally sensed her change, and suddenly a smile appeared on his lips.
Su Mowan was stunned.
When Murong Jing's lips landed on hers, she was completely stunned.
Just as Murong Jing's lips were about to touch hers, Su Mowan finally regained her mobility and quickly tilted her head to the side.
Su Mowan thought she had successfully dodged Murong Jing's attack.
But when she felt a cool touch on her neck, Su Mowan got goosebumps all over. And that wasn't all; Su Mowan felt Murong Jing take a deep breath, then his cool lips brushed against her neck, sending a shiver down her spine.
"Calm down! Calm down!"
Su Mowan was truly scared at this moment.
She regretted dodging the kiss; a kiss on the lips was much more acceptable than a kiss on the neck.
No one had ever acted so intimately towards her before.
Whether man or woman.
As for Murong Jing's forced kiss last time, Su Mowan didn't mind too much, since he kissed her very well at the time.
But now, things are different from before...
His Highness the King of Qin said he could no longer remain calm.
However, just as he was about to move his hand up from her slender waist, he suddenly remembered what Lu Yifeng had once said: "Haste makes waste, and the long line is just the beginning." This also applies to winning over women.
So Murong Jing took a deep breath and stopped abruptly.
Su Mowan thought her words had worked, so she quickly added, "Aren't you dizzy? Get down first."
Murong Jing did as she said and 'came down'.
But that wasn't what she meant. Murong Jing simply pulled away the arm he was using for support, and then he landed squarely on top of Su Mowan.
The sudden increase in weight caused the air in Su Mowan's chest to catch in its flow, and Murong Jing's head drooped limply, his hot breath buzzing around her ear.
The person remained still and obedient, but Su Mowan felt even more uncertain.
She tried to push the person on top of her, but found that the person was too heavy to budge at all.
She could only turn her head to the side, half helpless and half worried, and asked, "What's wrong with you now?"
"Don't speak. I've calmed down now. Don't provoke me."
"..."
Is saying something really provocative?
Why do old virgins think so strangely?
Su Mowan didn't want to talk to anyone anymore, but if she suppressed it for a while longer, she felt like she would die of anger. So she boldly reached out and touched Murong Jing's cheek.
She tried to soften her voice and pleaded, "Could you get off me and faint instead of on top of me? If you insist on getting involved with me, can I lie on top of you instead? You're too heavy, it's making me uncomfortable."
In fact, Murong Jing's problem wasn't just dizziness; even his heart was starting to feel dizzy.
For the first time, he experienced the desire to possess someone, to make the person in front of him his own!
Last time at Xiaoxiang Biying, although I had some reaction, it was due to the effects of aphrodisiacs, unlike this time.
Therefore, Murong Jing was both nervous and excited at this moment.
And it's urgent.
Of course, he wasn't eager to have anything happen with Su Mowan, but rather eager to move the plan forward so he could take advantage of her without any scruples!
Su Mowan's 'coquetry' was successful.
Murong Jing finally moved, and as he turned over, he pulled Su Mowan up with him. In the end, Su Mowan was indeed on top of him.
Su Mowan's feelings at this moment were extremely complicated.
Logically speaking, if a man gets close to a woman, it's either because of pure desire or because he likes her from the bottom of his heart.
Judging from Murong Jing's appearance, he doesn't seem to be the first type, nor does he seem to be the second type.
Su Mowan knew that he hadn't fallen in love with her at first sight.
Although she had been in the manor for two months, she hadn't spent much time with him, and they hadn't yet reached the point where they had developed feelings for each other.
After thinking it over and over, Su Mowan came up with a reason.
She saved Murong Jing.
Only this explanation makes sense.
Then Su Mowan, rather jarringly, said, "Hey, you're not thinking of repaying me with your body just because I saved you once, are you? That's not a good idea. I've saved dozens, if not hundreds, of people. If everyone were like you—"
"How can those ordinary mortals be compared to me?"
"..."
So that's really the reason?
Su Mowan had a headache.
She only did it on a whim back then; she would have saved anyone else anyway. If everyone offered themselves in return, how could she possibly handle it all!
Although she does have some feelings for Murong Jing now, how could Murong Jing use that as a reason to get close to her?
This is not fair...
Seemingly sensing that her mind was racing again, Murong Jing hugged her tighter, then reached out and pressed her head into the crook of his neck.
His voice was slightly hoarse.
"Now that you have married me, you belong to me. Do not mention anyone else in front of me."
Especially men!
Su Mowan dared not express her opinion.
She sighed inwardly. Although Murong Jing's possessiveness was almost perfect, he was still a failure when it came to matters of the heart.
This is really worrying.
Moreover, what does it mean to marry him? There was no formal betrothal ceremony, no elaborate wedding procession, and that's fine, but the problem is, besides Shen Murui, there are two other women in the East Courtyard.
Liu Ruxu, who is brainless and has no background, is easy to deal with. Shen Muyue isn't exactly smart either, but she has a good background.
Murong Jing doesn't like Shen Muyue now, but who can guarantee that he won't end up sleeping with her for some reason in the future?
This is intolerable.
So Su Mowan thought she needed to find an opportunity to make things clear with Murong Jing: if Murong Jing chose her, he shouldn't even think about touching another woman in the future.
If he wants to be with other women, he shouldn't even think about her.
As Su Mowan pondered these thoughts, she drifted off to sleep.
She was relieved, but His Highness the Prince of Qin suffered greatly.
Because of dizziness, he couldn't fall asleep for a while, not to mention that Su Mowan kept fidgeting after falling asleep.
It's fortunate that Murong Jing isn't feeling well right now, otherwise he would have been unable to hold it in long ago.
After finally making it to midnight, Murong Jing's head wasn't so dizzy anymore, and some of his thoughts weren't so intense. He was about to fall asleep.
Just then, Su Mowan seemed to be dreaming about something, and her long legs began to rub against him. Murong Jing's hand around her waist tightened involuntarily, and his breathing became heavy.
After a while, he loosened his grip, freeing one hand to pull Su Mowan's legs off him, and then, as if venting his anger, gently bit the tip of Su Mowan's delicate nose.
While asleep, Su Mowan felt an itch in her nose and reached out to scratch it.
The next day.
When Su Mowan got up, she found that she was no longer in Murong Jing's arms, and Murong Jing was lying right next to her, seemingly still asleep.
Su Mowan slowly lifted the covers and quietly got out of bed.
Yinshuang and Qinghe were already waiting in the outer room. When they saw her come out, they were about to turn around to fetch water when Su Mowan twisted her waist and called them back.
"No need to go yet, let's wait until your prince wakes up."
Yinshuang and Qinghe exchanged a glance: The prince is still not awake?
Qinghe, that little girl, had already gotten the wrong idea. She secretly glanced at Su Mowan all night, then lowered her head and chuckled to herself.
Yinshuang simply found it strange. She knew that Su Mowan's relatives had not yet left, so she did not have the same guess as Qinghe.
Su Mowan noticed the exchange of glances between the two, smiled nonchalantly, and called to Yinshuang, "Come on, let's go for a walk by the pond."
"This servant will go too!"
Qinghe pouted in protest.
Su Mowan calmly stopped her, saying, "You shouldn't go. We're talking about some adult matters, which are not convenient for you to hear."
"……All right."
Qinghe pouted.
It was already autumn, and the morning air was quite cool; even breathing produced puffs of white vapor.
Su Mowan breathed on her hands, rubbed them to warm them, and turned to Yinshuang who was following behind her, saying, "When you went to deliver the message to Shen Murui yesterday, did you notice anything unusual?"
Yinshuang paused for a moment, then resumed her normal pace.
"Reporting to Consort Su, there's nothing unusual, but is something amiss?"
Su Mowan nodded: "After lunch yesterday, you went to deliver the monthly allowance. Shen Murui came to see me and said she wanted to leave the palace."
A look of surprise flashed in Yinshuang's eyes, and she looked somewhat astonished.
"Is Madam Shen leaving the Prince's residence?"
"Yes."
Su Mowan sighed: "I won't lie to you, this might have something to do with Jiang Zhuo."
This time, Yinshuang truly revealed her surprise.
"You know?"
Originally, Yinshuang did not intend to tell Su Mowan the secret she had heard about Shen Murui, but she did not expect that Su Mowan actually knew it.
Su Mowan was also surprised: "You knew about this too?"
Yinshuang composed herself and lowered her voice, saying, "I overheard it by accident. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
"I know you won't tell."
Su Mowan walked to the edge of the pond, looked at the withered lotus leaves, and sighed.
She suddenly said with feeling: "Actually, Shen Murui is quite pitiful, but in my opinion, Jiang Zhuo wouldn't like a girl with her personality."
Yinshuang remained silent, because she knew that this was not just a matter of liking or disliking someone, but also involved a more serious chasm: the difference in social status.
Seeing that Yinshuang did not express her opinion, Su Mowan continued, "So, I plan to go to Jiangnan after my second brother finishes his martial arts exam, and I will bring Shen Murui with me. What do you think?"