diskusbooks Chapter 273 Mary Sue
Chapter 273 Mary Sue
Su Mowan took a deep breath. She was just about to say that he had just told him not to mess around outside, but she thought Murong Jing would definitely say that she had forgotten what he said.
Su Mowan smiled calmly and said, "Are you planning to cause trouble now?"
Murong Jing's eyes, as dark as the night, stared straight at the person beneath him.
You look beautiful today.
"..."
Su Mowan once again experienced Murong Jing's fatal flaw: he couldn't say sweet words. What did he mean by "you look good today"? Did he mean he looked bad before?
Feeling the heat emanating from Murong Jing through her inner clothes, Su Mowan coughed and said somewhat awkwardly, "Um, is your little brother going to rebel? If not, go to sleep, I'm so tired today."
After a long day, Su Mowan was indeed exhausted, feeling aches all over her body. Especially with Su Huayue glancing over every now and then, Su Mowan's back was straightened as much as it could possibly be.
Murong Jing remained silent for a while before realizing what Su Mowan meant by "little brother," and his breathing immediately became unsteady.
"It is indeed time for a rebellion."
Upon hearing this, Su Mowan's hand, which had been resting on Murong Jing's waist, suddenly slid down.
Murong Jing froze at Su Mowan's bold move, stopping her before her hand reached its destination.
He leaned in a little closer, their lips almost touching, and Murong Jing asked in a low, husky voice, "What do you want to do?"
Su Mowan blinked and said matter-of-factly, "Weren't you going to rebel? I'll clear your name."
"..."
Murong Jing was taken aback by her straightforward and unvarnished words. His understanding of Su Mowan deepened even further.
His Highness the King of Qin couldn't help but wonder, "Could it be that all women are so unreserved in bed?"
Seeing that Murong Jing remained silent, Su Mowan coughed.
"Hey, you weren't scared by me, were you? I'm usually a very serious person."
I don't take things lightly.
Hearing her say that, Murong Jing's hands started to wander. "You think you're serious? You're out there fooling around with other men all the time."
Su Mowan's constitution was prone to coldness, and her waist was already a bit chilly. When Murong Jing's palm warmed her, she immediately felt incredibly comfortable. She moved her hand up and put it on Murong Jing's shoulder.
"Since that's the case, then I'm going to unleash my ultimate move, so you'd better not lose control."
"..."
After saying this, Su Mowan pressed her lips to Murong Jing's, her red lips slightly parted, and her pearly teeth gently bit Murong Jing's thin lips.
All that could be heard was a heavy sigh from Murong Jing, and then Su Mowan knew that her mischievous lips and tongue were about to suffer the consequences.
If His Highness the King of Qin could remain unmoved after being so openly provoked, he wouldn't be a real man!
Last time, he was caught off guard by Su Mowan's sudden move and it was over before he could react. This time, he was determined to turn the tables!
In an instant, they interacted and became very close.
Su Mowan was so overwhelmed by Murong Jing's counterattack that she was dizzy and breathless, yet she still managed to sigh: "It turns out that men really are innate in this area."
Su Mowan was utterly defeated, and just as she was about to push the person away, she felt a sharp pain on her lip.
Murong Jing's breath was hot, and his low voice echoed in her ears.
"This is what I'm returning to you."
"..."
So stingy!
Biting him once is considered playful, but what's the point of biting him back?
Su Mowan sighed dejectedly and said lazily, "I've returned it, let's go to sleep?"
Murong Jing's thin lips moved closer again, and he said in a low voice, "I've already paid it back, but I haven't finished."
"..."
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The next morning, Su Mowan was the first to open her eyes.
She shifted slightly, then felt the cold air seeping into the blankets, so she shrank back into Murong Jing's arms.
Murong Jing still showed no signs of waking up.
Su Mowan looked up at the window and realized that it was almost dawn outside.
Should we let Murong Jing continue sleeping, or wake him up?
Emperor Moyao instructed her and Murong Jing to visit the Empress Dowager, but they shouldn't go too late, right?
Moreover, since we live in the palace, it's not good to get up late.
So Su Mowan pinched Murong Jing's waist and whispered something.
Murong Jing opened his eyes instantly. If it weren't for the lingering sleepiness in his eyes, Su Mowan would have suspected that he had already woken up.
"Shouldn't we get up?"
Murong Jing glanced at the sky outside and moved a little closer. "No rush."
Su Mowan was actually still a little sleepy, so when she heard him say that, she simply closed her eyes. "Then I'll sleep a little longer, wake me up later."
"Don't sleep."
Murong Jing stared straight at her with his deep eyes: "What did you call me just now?"
"..."
What's there to be so conflicted about?
So Su Mowan asked directly, "Then what do you want me to call you?"
Murong Jing showed no pleasure at Su Mowan's understanding, instead asking, "Your name is King Murong of Chu?"
Su Mowan thought back and realized that she didn't seem to have ever addressed the King of Chu as such in front of Murong Jing.
Since Murong Jing's tone was both questioning and certain, she didn't deny it.
"That's what we used to call you. Didn't some people call you that too? That Lu Yifeng."
Lu Yifeng did indeed address His Highness the Prince of Qin as 'Murong'.
Murong Jing initially felt a little unbalanced because Su Mowan addressed the King of Chu that way, but when he thought that Lu Yifeng also addressed him that way, he felt relieved.
So he said, "You may call me by my name."
"I wouldn't dare!"
Su Mowan immediately refused.
"What would happen if someone heard that? Besides, even disregarding status, just considering age—"
"What's wrong with age?"
Murong Jing was hurt by those three words, and frowned, looking at the person in his arms with displeasure.
Su Mowan noticed that ever since the Seventh Princess mentioned her age to Murong Jing, Murong Jing had become particularly concerned and sensitive about it.
She didn't mean to belittle Murong Jing's age; she simply felt that one should respect elders and therefore shouldn't call Murong Jing by his name. However, Murong Jing probably interpreted it differently.
Su Mowan chuckled awkwardly and explained, "What I mean is, you're a bit older than me, so it's not appropriate for me to call you by your first name."
"What's wrong?"
Murong Jing's breath drew even closer. "I'm telling you to call me that when there are no outsiders around."
When there are no outsiders around, it's the same as being in bed.
Looking at Murong Jing, who was seven years older than her, Su Mowan couldn't bring herself to call him that, but now that Murong Jing seemed so persistent, Su Mowan had no choice but to nod.
"Let's talk about it next time. Let me take a break now."
Su Mowan thought that was the end of it, but then Murong Jing said, "The King of Chu calls you Su Er?"
Su Mowan breathed her last.
Murong Jing is simply relentless. The King of Chu, the King of Chu, the King of Chu—these are all things of the past. He told her not to mention them, but he himself is bringing them up with great enthusiasm!
"You can call me Mary Sue."
"Mary Sue?"
"Su Mowan, who is beautiful even when riding a horse, is also known as Mary Sue."
"..."