nycdaug Can we cut the second half of Chapter 265?
Can we cut the second half of Chapter 265?
Su Mowan stood up, ignoring the Seventh Princess's gaze, and walked straight out.
Yinshuang and Qinghe exchanged a glance. Qinghe pursed her lips and chuckled to herself before inviting the Seventh Princess out as well.
It was cold, and the Seventh Princess was wearing a lot of clothes. She noticed that Su Mowan was also dressed quite warmly, yet her figure appeared exceptionally slender, while she herself looked a bit plump. The Seventh Princess was filled with envy and jealousy as she stood by, lamenting incessantly.
Hearing the Seventh Princess's mournful expression, Su Mowan slightly turned her head and glanced at her.
"What are you humming about? If you don't want to go back to the palace, then stay in your residence."
"no no!"
The Seventh Princess suddenly reached out and touched Su Mowan's waist, asking in surprise, "I was wondering, why don't you gain weight even though you love to eat?"
Su Mowan's waist was a little sensitive, and it felt a bit itchy when the Seventh Princess touched it, but she managed to hold back because of her gentle and dignified appearance.
Slapping away the Seventh Princess's paws, Su Mowan said without any politeness, "Because you only eat and don't move."
"..."
The seventh princess was speechless.
What do you mean by "all food and no movement"? Those who only eat and no movement are pigs!
She at least comes out of the palace to wander around quite often, how can she just eat and not move!
Several palace maids followed behind, and seeing the Seventh Princess speechless, their understanding of Su Mowan deepened.
Su Mowan was accompanied by only Yinshuang. Qinghe was originally going to go with them, but Su Mowan made her stay behind.
Firstly, there was no need to follow so many people. Going to a banquet in the palace was not a fun activity; you could only watch but not eat, and you had to stand and serve.
Secondly, Shen Murui's maid had just moved in with Qinghe, and if Qinghe left, she would be left without company.
Yinshuang followed behind Su Mowan, holding a light purple cloak that matched Su Mowan's lotus-root colored dress perfectly.
The original plan was for Su Mowan to come out of the house wearing a tie, but since Su Mowan didn't feel cold, she let Yinshuang carry her first.
The group finally arrived at the door, and Su Mowan immediately spotted Murong Jing's carriage.
Beside the carriage stood a maid from Fenghua Palace, holding the snow-white fox fur coat in her hands, looking over with a beaming smile.
Su Mowan's eyes darted around, and seeing that Murong Jingren wasn't outside, she figured he was already waiting in the car.
Besides Murong Jing's carriage, there was another one waiting at the door. The Seventh Princess pulled Su Mowan towards Murong Jing's carriage. Just then, Murong Jing lifted the curtain and saw Su Mowan walking towards them.
Su Mowan was wearing a fitted dress, which made her already slender figure appear even more delicate, causing Murong Jing's eyes to darken.
Su Mowan was already half a head taller than the Seventh Princess, and with the Seventh Princess walking beside her, Su Mowan appeared even taller.
Knowing that Murong Jing's gaze was coming through, Su Mowan approached the carriage and was about to get on when the maid handed the fox fur coat in her hand to Yinshuang and stepped aside.
Su Mowan had thought that Murong Jing might bring his maid into the palace, but judging from the maid's appearance, she wasn't coming.
After receiving the fur coat, Yinshuang looked at Su Mowan and asked if she wanted to put it on right away. Su Mowan shook her head but took the fur coat and held it in her arms.
Feng Yue opened the carriage door and respectfully invited Su Mo to get in.
Su Mowan originally wanted to step into the car in one go, but when she thought of her dignified appearance, she forcibly restrained her wild posture and got into the car in a very ladylike manner, lifting her skirt.
The seventh princess was about to step forward when Feng Yue quickly closed the door.
He bowed and said, "Seventh Princess, please come to the back."
"..."
The seventh princess glared at the tightly closed carriage door with displeasure, then turned and headed towards the carriage behind.
Yinshuang and Feng Yue exchanged a glance. Feng Yue shrugged innocently, then pointed at the people in the carriage with his eyes, a sly look on his face.
Yinshuang smiled, a rare occurrence for her, and turned to chase after the Seventh Princess.
The Seventh Princess boarded the carriage first, followed by Yinshuang, and then the four palace maids.
Princess Seven started complaining as soon as she got into the car.
"My third brother has been treating me less and less lately. This carriage is nothing compared to his! There's no blanket! No heater! He doesn't even prepare any snacks for me!"
"..."
Yinshuang, holding Su Mowan's cloak, sat quietly to one side, listening to the Seventh Princess's nagging with a blank expression.
Meanwhile, Su Mowan found the carriage warm after getting in, so she continued to hold the fox fur coat in her hands.
Seeing that Murong Jing was staring at her without moving his gaze, Su Mowan coughed lightly, feeling a little uncomfortable, and then sat up straight with her back ramrod straight.
"What's wrong? Are you going to say I'm dressed inappropriately again?"
Her words reminded Murong Jing of what he had said last time, and he immediately felt that he was in the wrong.
So he said, "No, it's very beautiful. Father will like it when he sees it."
"..."
What the hell?! Can you cut the second half of the sentence?!
When Su Mowan heard the first sentence, she thought, "Murong Jing is finally saying something nice." But when the second half came out, Su Mowan's illusion was shattered.
So Su Mowan hugged her fox fur coat and sat down to the side, wanting to get away from this little brat.
Murong Jing said, "Come here."
Su Mowan was completely bewildered. Where should she go?
Do you want her to sit next to you in her wheelchair?
Seeing that she didn't move, Murong Jing repeated expressionlessly, "Come here to me."
Su Mowan's eyes darted around, and she hugged the fox fur coat and moved closer to Murong Jing. Before she could ask if he had something to say, Murong Jing reached out and gently put his arm around her.
Before Su Mowan could react, she had fallen into Murong Jing's arms.
Su Mowan was startled and struggled to get up.
"Your legs may look thin, but they're actually quite muscular! Don't crush them!"
Although it seems incurable now, don't give up on treatment easily!
Murong Jing held her tightly, his gaze lowered, and he saw the marks on her neck. His eyes immediately darkened.
Su Mowan had previously covered it with jasmine powder, but it had almost completely rubbed off when she changed clothes. At this moment, Murong Jing was so close that he could see it clearly.
The headband that was originally hanging down tilted slightly because Su Mowan leaned against Murong Jing's chest. Su Mowan raised her hand to press it down and said seriously, "Don't just touch me like that. I've been getting ready for half an hour."
Although she smelled of cosmetics, her subtle feminine fragrance was still undeniable.
Murong Jing sniffed twice, somewhat puzzled.
Why do other women seem to have this scent? But he can smell Su Mowan's scent even from a meter away?
Su Mowan had no idea what Murong Jing was thinking. Seeing that Murong Jing didn't intend to make any further moves, she raised her head slightly and asked, "What do you think of what I told you?"
It's about Su Ruofeng and Fu Yingli.
Murong Jing was pulled back to his senses by her words. Looking at her lips, which were lightly rouged and so close to his, he felt a little distracted, and his palms warmed slightly as he held her.
"It's much more effective for you to bring this up than for me to do it."
"..."
Emperor Moyao is your biological father, not mine!
Su Mowan was a little unhappy after Murong Jing's words. Although Emperor Moyao would act crazy whenever he saw her, he probably wouldn't let her have her way with matters of marriage that concerned the relationship between the two families.
Seeing that she was looking down and not looking at him, Murong Jing said in a low voice, "Why do you like to meddle in other people's business? Su Ruofeng is your brother, which is understandable, but why do you meddle in Chaoyang's affairs too?"
Su Mowan shuddered.
She didn't really care; she just spoke her heart to Chaoyang the night she stumbled upon their argument!
How did Murong Jing find out?
So Su Mowan tentatively asked, "What did Chaoyang say to you?"
Murong Jing leaned closer, his breath gently brushing against Su Mowan's neck.
"Chaoyang only said one sentence."
"What?"
Murong Jing's dark eyes looked straight into Su Mowan's eyes, "One life, one love, one partner."
"……cough."
Su Mowan's eyes flickered. Was this a veiled confession? When did Murong Jing develop any sense of emotional intelligence?
Feeling a little uncomfortable, Su Mowan looked away. She felt that Murong Jing's hand on her waist was a little warm, and the warmth could be felt through the thick silk.
Su Mowan's heart started racing, and she didn't dare to look up at Murong Jing.
"I think it's better if we keep some distance."
Otherwise, it's easy to accidentally cause a fire.
Especially since their relationship had suddenly changed in the last two days, Su Mowan felt that her thoughts were no longer pure when she looked at Murong Jing.
She was afraid that before Murong Jing could do anything, she would lose control.
That would be embarrassing!
Thinking of this, Su Mowan couldn't help but sigh. Although Murong Jing wasn't good at flirting, his eyes were sharp enough to make her surrender in no time.
That's why Su Mowan didn't dare to look up. She was afraid that Murong Jing's gaze would make her feel embarrassed, and she might blush, which would make her seem too tactless!
She stopped looking up, but Murong Jing noticed.
He pulled her closer to him, and with his other hand, he gently gripped her chin, forcing her to raise her head.
“Look at me.”
"..."
Is this a scene where they're about to put on a show of mutual silence?
Doesn't it feel awkward to do this?
Su Mowan's thoughts were clearly written on her face, while Murong Jing's eyes darkened and his voice was low and hoarse.
"I want to kiss you."
"..."
What do you want her to say? I'm ready, so don't hesitate to kiss me.
This is incredibly difficult!
Su Mowan doesn't mind kissing, but...
She had rouge on her lips, so where would she wipe it off after the kiss?
Murong Jing didn't care about rouge or anything like that. After saying that, he leaned in and kissed her soft lips.
Well, it seems it's too late to refuse.
Su Mowan instinctively closed her eyes, her hands feeling empty, so she could only clutch at Murong Jing's front.
Their lips met, and the warmth from their lips made Su Mowan's heart flutter a little. It was a feeling that was different even though she wasn't doing it on her own.
She instinctively wanted to shrink back, but she held back and didn't move.
Just as Murong Jing was about to take things a step further, the carriage suddenly lurched, and Su Mowan's canine tooth slammed into Murong Jing's lips.
Murong Jing let out a muffled groan.
Su Mowan quickly opened her eyes and saw that Murong Jing's lips had immediately turned blood red. She immediately laughed gleefully: "I told you today was not auspicious for anything. Forcing it would only lead to more harm than good!"
Murong Jing: "..."