diskusbooks Chapter 172 I will be more restrained next time
Chapter 172 I will be more restrained next time
Prince Chong lifted his robe and sat down opposite her. He poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and then spoke, "I know you hate Duke Fuguo. I will kill him to vent your anger. How about you join my side?"
Prince Chong knew that she would not choose him, and this was just a test.
The Queen Mother arranged for someone to make trouble at the Grand Princess' birthday banquet. She wanted to not only get rid of Prince Ling, but also Mu Qingyan who had saved Prince Ling several times.
After all, with such a person with superb medical skills by his side, it would be really difficult for Prince Ling to die.
He wanted Prince Ling to die, but he couldn't bear to let Mu Qingyan go.
This woman had caught his eye since some time ago.
Like Mu Ruge, she had a breathtaking appearance, but in his eyes, Mu Ruge was like a fake Bodhisattva that could only be placed on the altar.
She was ambitious, and her ambition inevitably made her vulgar. No matter how beautiful a face is, it will become hideous when mixed with conspiracy and intrigue.
But Mu Qingyan is different.
She sneered at all the power and status at that time.
She has her own order in her heart, and no one can break it.
Everything Mu Ruge did was to climb up the ladder. And everything Mu Qingyan did was to maintain the peace and happiness she believed in this world...
Mu Qingyan put down the cup in her hand heavily and looked over. The sudden anger and resentment in her eyes made King Chong stunned for a moment.
Where on earth had he seen such a look?
He actually never understood it.
Even though he had been deliberately trying to hide his strength and eliminate dissidents by any means, he had never really hurt Mu Qingyan. Why did this woman look so bitter and resentful the moment she saw him?
If she resented him for not helping her in the back of Qingguang Temple, that was unnecessary. Given their friendship, he was not ready to help her.
So where does this hatred come from?
"Your Highness, you and I are not of the same kind. If we must be tied together, the only outcome will be a fight to the death. Are you sure you want me to join your camp?"
She spoke each word with great emphasis, as if she was suppressing some painful emotion.
Prince Chong looked at that cold and resolute face and knew that he was doing nothing today. She was willing to sacrifice her life and appearance for Prince Ling, so why would she switch to another side? Even if she did, would he believe her?
Will not.
Mu Qingyan clenched her hands into her sleeves, her nails digging into her flesh. The pain made her realize clearly that she could not kill the person in front of her!
She couldn't kill a prince just because of an illusory dream!
Although the identity of this prince is questionable.
Until the truth comes out, he can only be King Chong!
"I am here to save you today. If you don't know what to do, then I have done a good deed in vain... Miss Mu, you must be extremely alert at the birthday banquet. If you die easily, it will be meaningless..."
He lowered his voice when saying the last sentence, making it seem extremely ambiguous.
Mu Qingyan didn't feel aroused, she just felt her hair stand on end and her stomach churning.
"Don't worry, Your Highness Prince Chong. I will live well before you die. Let's see what happens to you..." Mu Qingyan deliberately slowed down her speech.
The hatred in her eyes was not fake.
She hoped for his death from the bottom of her heart, and she did not hide it at all.
"Do you know that I am a prince? If you speak disrespectfully to me, it is enough for you to die a hundred times?"
Mu Qingyan raised her head, her cold eyes tinged with a scornful smile, "I know, but do you dare to kill me in the Duke's Mansion?"
King Chong was speechless, he really didn't dare.
This conversation also ended with the defeat of Prince Chong. When he left the Duke's Mansion, he stood at the door for a long time before getting on his carriage.
Mu Qingyan rubbed his aching temples, thinking that every day was really tiring.
However, thinking that Jun Ye had always lived in such an environment, her worries turned into heartache for Jun Ye.
"What are you thinking about?" I felt a warm sensation behind me and Jun Ye's deep and gentle voice came from above my head.
Mu Qingyan turned around, and her surprise soon turned into a reproach, "Your injuries haven't fully healed yet, why are you running around?"
Jun Ye sat down beside her, his eyes swept across the other teacup, a barely perceptible displeasure rising in his eyes, "I knew that Prince Chong was coming, and I was worried about you..."
Mu Qingyan took his hand and smiled, "Why are you worried about me? Can he eat me?"
Jun Ye raised his hand and stroked her cheek, his dark eyes filled with a deep affection that he didn't want others to touch, "He has ulterior motives for you, I don't want you to see him."
Mu Qingyan leaned into his arms, her voice soft and seductive, "When did Your Majesty learn how to make vinegar? It's so sour..."
Jun Ye interlocked his fingers with hers with one hand and put his other arm around her slender shoulders. He pressed a kiss on her forehead with his slightly thin lips. His voice was so deep, like an ancient well, that it made people's hearts tremble.
"Then I'll be more restrained next time? Hmm?"
When Mu Qingyan heard the voice, her whole body softened. She pursed her lips and squinted her eyes, trying to resist the urge to kiss him.
In this era, is it a bad thing to be too proactive?
Although they are engaged, they haven't had the formal ceremony yet. If she takes the initiative too much, it might scare him, right?
The other hand quietly reached for his lower back, pinched it, and said softly, "Your Majesty, don't restrain yourself. I like you like this..."
The hand that was playing tricks on his lower back made him straighten his back and his Adam's apple move.
"Yan'er, don't move..."
Mu Qingyan giggled, and that dishonest hand slowly climbed up his back, from the back of his neck, and slowly slid to his jawbone...
The tiger's mouth was loosely stuck on his strong jaw, and Jun Ye subconsciously raised his head.
Mu Qingyan's hand slowly brushed across his Adam's apple, like a light feather, causing Jun Ye's breathing to pause.
He took a deep breath, grabbed the hand that was igniting fire, and placed it on his chest - plop - plop -
His chaotic and rapid heartbeat was heard through his palm.
Mu Qingyan pursed her lips and smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed.
It turns out that he is so irresistible...
Jun Ye fled in panic.
He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would become consumed by desire!
The moment he got on the carriage and was alone, the scenes just now replayed in his mind. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, leaning his whole back against the carriage, breathing a little heavy.
He was actually so aroused by a girl that he couldn't stop!
This face must be restored no matter what!
He suddenly looked forward to his wedding.
But before that, the chaos in Kyoto must be resolved first... He doesn't want to get married and then be burdened by government affairs.