diskusbooks Chapter 127 The Feel Only Women Have
Chapter 127 The Feel Only Women Have
Su Mowan's heart skipped a beat.
When did Murong Jing arrive at the door? She didn't even notice!
Yinshuang's eyes flashed, and before Su Mowan could react, she quickly slipped out of the house.
It was only then that Su Mowan realized that Yinshuang had done it on purpose.
I deliberately prompted her to say that!
Yinshuang was standing right in front of the door just now, so she definitely knew that Murong Jing had arrived!
That brat! She was just so worried about her love life, and now she's betrayed her!
Su Mowan put the paint-stained brush back on the brush holder.
It wasn't that she was narcissistic, but lately Murong Jing had been frequenting Huangfeng Garden, only to leave with a cold face after saying just a few words. Su Mowan really didn't know what kind of hobby this was.
Take Murong Jing, for example; he's completely incomprehensible right now.
Su Mowan stood up, shook her skirt, tidied her appearance, forced a smile, and walked towards Murong Jing at the door.
There's a saying that goes something like this: If the mountain won't come to me, then I'll go to the mountain!
Unfortunately, the mountain in front of us was no ordinary mountain; it was somewhat gloomy and seemed ready to collapse at any moment.
Su Mowan approached and carefully observed Murong Jing's expression before coughing and saying, "Your Highness seems to have a lot of free time lately?"
Seeing Murong Jing's face darken again because of her words, Su Mowan felt that she had cultivated a noble sentiment of disregarding life and death.
His Highness the King of Qin was very unhappy, extremely unhappy.
They say that even if it's not love at first sight, feelings can develop over time...
What nonsense!
All he does is draw, draw, draw. How can feelings develop over time? Besides, this woman is getting bolder and bolder lately, daring to openly disregard him!
A surge of restless agitation rose within His Highness the King of Qin.
He wasn't quite sure what was wrong with him; he'd been feeling restless lately.
I wandered around aimlessly and ended up at Huangfeng Garden.
To make matters worse, he overheard this woman saying in a very disdainful tone that she didn't like him!
His Highness the King of Qin was very dissatisfied.
Marrying into the Prince of Qin's mansion is a dream come true for many women, so why is it that for Su Mowan, it's no different from being in prison?
Although he had known for a long time that this woman had previously been fond of the King of Chu, in what way was he inferior to the King of Chu? Except…
His Highness the King of Qin remained silent with a cold expression.
So Su Mowan knew that the other person was really angry this time. In the past, even when she was angry, she would respond or scold her for "speaking without thinking." But now she didn't even hum a snort.
Perhaps my words just now hurt His Highness the King of Qin's noble pride?
Su Mowan took a deep breath, walked behind Murong Jing, and was about to push him into the house.
"Stand."
Murong Jing said coldly.
Su Mowan's hand was still on the wheelchair handle, but she couldn't help but smile smugly.
You little punk, not going to talk, huh? We've got ways to make you open your mouth!
His Highness the King of Qin seemed to realize he had fallen into a trap; he pursed his thin lips and remained silent.
She peeked at him from the side and chuckled softly.
"Does Your Highness wish to leave or come inside? If you do not speak, I will make the decision for you."
Clearly, His Highness the King of Qin wanted her to 'take matters into her own hands', so he pursed his thin lips even tighter.
He didn't say anything, so Su Mowan actually pushed him inside.
Feng Yue hasn't returned from transporting calligraphy and paintings to Moxianzhai yet. Su Mowan is also a bit tired from painting, so she might as well keep Murong Jing company for a chat.
Although it's very possible that the conversation could easily turn into a heated argument.
Upon entering the room, Murong Jing saw a thick sheet of Xuan paper spread out on the painting table, and his phoenix eyes sharpened: "What are you painting this time?"
His tone was relatively calm, and his expression wasn't too bad.
Su Mowan turned around, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Murong Jing.
"A painting of a handsome man."
Upon hearing this, His Highness the King of Qin paused, his outstretched hand froze, and a storm seemed to be brewing in his eyes.
Su Mowan took a small step back while holding her teacup.
After taking precautions, she stared with interest at Murong Jing, who looked unhappy.
Sometimes, she really found Murong Jing quite amusing. Was her life just too mundane?
Actually, although Murong Jing seems like a difficult person to deal with and not easy to serve on the surface, after nearly two months of getting to know him, he is not so bad.
He can be categorized as a rich, handsome, and domineering CEO type.
If she were a few years younger, she would definitely be a huge fan of Murong Jing.
The problem is, she seems to have lost interest in men now.
Therefore, she wouldn't mind if there were a dozen Shen Muyues, let alone just one.
That's a bit heartless.
Su Mowan blinked her beautiful peach blossom eyes, swayed her teacup and smiled, took a breath and slowly exhaled.
"Murong Jing, just say what you have to say. Let's be frank this time."
Murong Jing raised his eyes and stared at her intently.
This was the first person to dare call him by his full name, and strangely enough, he didn't feel offended at all...
As for being open and honest, what is this woman trying to do?
"How do you mean to be open and honest?"
Seeing that Murong Jing's expression had softened, Su Mowan handed him the teacup again, and this time His Highness Prince Qin reached out and took it.
"I just want to know why you get angry when I see Chi Yi, why you get angry when I see Tang Minzhi, why you get angry when I look for Lu Yifeng, and why you get even angrier when I save the King of Chu."
The question couldn't have been more direct. Murong Jing, who had been looking at her, suddenly looked away, his ears burning slightly.
His Highness the King of Qin could not answer this question.
If you're angry, you're angry. There's no "why."
Su Mowan smiled when she saw that he was ignoring her again. Fine, if he didn't want to answer, she'd only ask that question once anyway.
Since Murong Jing won't speak, then it's her turn to speak.
Su Mowan walked leisurely to the drawing table, pulled out a chair, and sat down.
She tilted her head slightly.
"I originally thought you liked Su Huayue because I knew you had sent people to investigate her, and it seems it was more than once. Now it seems you want to investigate the person who saved you back then? What did you find out?"
Su Mowan asked this question because she wanted to know why Murong Jing, who had been so certain that Su Huayue had saved him, suddenly began to suspect her.
This question was easy to answer, and His Highness the King of Qin answered without hesitation this time.
"I have found that Su Huayue was in the northern frontier at that time, and the timing matches up."
This sounds a bit nonsensical, and Su Mowan also finds it hard to understand. There are so many people in the Northern Frontier, how could they think that Su Huayue just came from the capital to the Northern Frontier for fun?
Also, she remembered that she was dressed as a man and her face was covered back then, and she hardly spoke. How did Murong Jing know that the person who saved him was a woman?
She was filled with doubt, but Murong Jing seemed to understand.
He looked at her and said coldly, "Someone called you Young Master Su back then, and I heard it."
What His Highness the King of Qin didn't say was that the feeling at that moment was something only a woman could have...