nycdaug Chapter 168 Has she become so superficial too?
Chapter 168 Has she become so superficial too?
Shen Murui glanced awkwardly at the Seventh Princess.
She was about to refuse.
The Seventh Princess rolled her eyes and said in a tone that was both condescending and brooked no refusal, "Since your sister-in-law has spoken, why don't you come and sit with us?"
Once the Seventh Princess spoke, Shen Murui wouldn't dare disobey even if she had twice the courage.
So she carefully lifted her skirt and sat down next to Su Mowan, a smile that was both awkward and timid on her face.
Su Mowan glanced at the cabin door unconsciously.
Yinshuang noticed this action and secretly pursed her lips.
Almost at the same time, the Seventh Princess also looked towards the cabin door, asking loudly in confusion, "Hey, where's my Third Brother? Why isn't he with us?"
Hearing this, Qinghe, who was standing to the side, glanced at the delicate and weak Shen Murui and thought to herself: It's good that the prince isn't coming over, so that this woman won't have a chance to play the victim.
Just as the Seventh Princess finished speaking, the painted boat began to move slightly, indicating that it was about to set off.
Clearly, Murong Jing went to another pleasure boat.
The Seventh Princess chatted with Su Mowan the whole way. Su Mowan wasn't very interested, but she still kept up the conversation. The Seventh Princess seemed to be talking to Shen Murui on purpose, saying how much Emperor Moyao missed her as his daughter-in-law, making it difficult for Su Mowan to respond.
Shen Murui listened in silence the whole way, a faint, timid smile always on her face.
Su Mowan felt a little guilty.
After all, the Seventh Princess said these things to make Shen Murui feel bad, but in Su Mowan's eyes, Shen Murui was not at fault at all.
So, she had no choice but to intentionally or unintentionally create opportunities for Shen Murui to join the conversation. Shen Murui was quite surprised by Su Mowan's 'magnanimity'. She could tell that Su Mowan really had no ill intentions towards her, so her opinion of Su Mowan changed somewhat.
It was getting dark.
Qinghe lit the two lanterns in the painted boat, placing one at the stern and the other on an empty table.
At this moment, the pot of tea in the center of the table where the group was gathered became quite conspicuous. The Seventh Princess, who had been chatting incessantly, was already very thirsty and reached out to pour herself some tea.
Shen Murui had already recognized that this was the pot of tea she had sent to His Highness Prince Qin. Although she didn't know what was wrong with the tea, she subconsciously stopped her, saying, "Seventh Princess, this is His Highness Prince Qin's tea."
Shen Murui didn't know when she had become so bold. She just felt that this tea could only be drunk by His Highness Prince Qin, or only if His Highness Prince Qin gave permission.
Of course, Shen Murui also had her own selfish motives.
This tea was brewed by my elder sister, and she personally delivered it to His Highness Prince Qin, so His Highness should be allowed to taste it first...
Upon hearing that the tea belonged to His Highness the Prince of Qin, the Seventh Princess stopped. In her understanding, Shen Murui's words meant that her Third Brother had specially prepared it for his sister-in-law! How could she dare to extend her claws!
I don't have the guts!
So no one touched the pot of tea.
After traveling for some time, the painted boat finally left the city.
Looking out of the half-open window, Su Mowan could see the scattered lights on the river, and various boats of different colors floating in the distance, including many beautiful painted boats, and of course, many brothel girls brought out by them.
Even soft, seductive music drifted over.
The seventh princess curiously pressed her head against the window, craning her neck to look around. Unfortunately, it was already pitch black, and the moonlight was hazy. She couldn't make out the people on the painted boat with just the lanterns.
Although Shen Murui had never seen such a grand occasion, she knew what was going on. Unlike the Seventh Princess, she was not curious and lowered her head with a slight blush.
Su Mowan caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of her eye and chuckled to herself.
She's clearly a young lady who's never been out in public; she gets shy even in such a small situation.
Just then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw another painted boat catching up and running alongside hers.
Su Mowan turned her head and saw Murong Jing sitting at the bow of the boat in a black brocade robe, exuding a noble and aloof aura. Even Jiang Zhuo standing behind him looked a bit more aloof.
As if sensing her gaze, Murong Jing slightly turned his head and looked in this direction.
The night breeze on the river stirred his long, ink-black hair, a strand of which fluttered along the side of his handsome face, setting off his eyes that shone like stars in the darkness.
Under the hazy moonlight, his already handsome face took on a somewhat devilish charm.
He's so handsome!
Su Mowan stared blankly for three seconds.
Murong Jing remained unmoved, letting her gaze upon him.
Once she realized what was happening, she quickly looked away.
A strange feeling suddenly welled up inside her, and even with her usually thick skin, she had to admit that her face was burning...
This is so embarrassing...
She's so obsessed with a face, when did she become so superficial?
Could it be that he was infected by Murong Jing?
Given Murong Jing's personality, he might make a sarcastic remark to her at any moment, leaving her feeling guilty.
For a fleeting moment, she was indeed seduced...
Amidst this strange emotion and the agonizing anticipation of being insulted, the pleasure boat sailed further and further away, the river widened, and naturally, the river became more and more lively, with the lights shining brighter.
The sounds of conversation drifted from afar, and even some ambiguous banter became clearer.
It was at this moment that Su Mowan noticed a rather inconspicuous and ordinary small boat following to the right of the painted boat. Although it had a cabin roof like the painted boat, it was empty on all sides.
You can then clearly see that there is only the boatman on the boat.
Su Mowan felt a little strange, but then the fireworks that lit up in the distance caught her attention.
The moment the fireworks lit up the sky, Su Mowan caught a glimpse of the two people standing on the deck of the pleasure boat and sighed inwardly at the coincidence.
The Seventh Princess couldn't sit still when she saw the fireworks, so she quickly urged Yinshuang to move the fireworks she had bought onto the deck of the painted boat.
She also wanted to impress others!
Su Mowan nodded helplessly to Yinshuang.
Only after receiving permission did Yinshuang move all the fireworks to the bow of the boat. The Seventh Princess immediately shouted excitedly to the boat across the water, "Third Brother, quickly give me a tinderbox! Hurry, hurry! I can't wait!"
Before Murong Jing could give any instructions, Jiang Zhuo took out a small tinderbox from his sleeve and casually tossed it over.
The tinderbox wasn't thrown at the Seventh Princess, but at Su Mowan.
Fortunately, Su Mowan saw the thing flying over out of the corner of her eye and caught it in time; otherwise, the tinder would have hit Shen Murui next to her in the face.
Shen Murui saw it from the beginning, but the tinder came too fast for her to dodge, so she instinctively shrank her neck and closed her eyes.
When she opened her eyes again, the tinderbox was already in Su Mowan's hand.
Shen Murui stared blankly at Su Mowan's slender fingers.
Her hands were not delicate; they were well-proportioned, slender, clean, and very beautiful.
Shen Murui liked these hands.