diskusbooks Chapter 30 Don't think about other men in my bed!
Chapter 30 Don't think about other men in my bed!
But how can I bring myself to say it?
Should I say—I've heard that Her Majesty the Empress suspects the Prince of impotence? I've heard that the Prince is still an old virgin?
Su Mowan was ultimately not bold enough.
She shuddered and asked, half-jokingly, "Your Highness, is your leg really that badly injured?"
Murong Jing said coolly, "Why are you asking this?"
Su Mowan gently sat on the edge of the bed and continued, "I was just worried about Your Highness. I remember... no, I heard that you only injured one leg."
Murong Jing didn't speak, but his cool gaze made Su Mowan shrink back.
He then said, "Indeed, only one leg was injured."
Su Mowan swallowed hard: "I heard it wasn't that serious, so why wasn't it cured?"
Murong Jing looked at her, his eyes becoming somewhat deep.
Su Mowan chuckled dryly, "Since you only injured one leg, don't you have crutches? Why do you insist on using a wheelchair?"
Murong Jing narrowed his long, narrow phoenix eyes.
"I prefer to sit in a wheelchair! Do you have a problem with that?"
"……No."
After a long silence, Murong Jing finally grew impatient.
"I'm going to sleep."
Su Mowan blinked and said with a smile, "You go to sleep, I'll pull the covers up myself in a bit."
Murong Jing's face was dark, and his voice seemed to be forced out from between his teeth.
"Didn't you see that I'm still dressed?"
Su Mowan immediately understood; he wanted her help to undress.
no problem!
Caring for people with disabilities is everyone's responsibility!
She immediately kicked off her embroidered shoes and moved onto the bed.
Murong Jing's outer robe wasn't particularly complicated in design. Su Mowan frowned and studied it for a while before deciding to start with his belt.
The belt came undone with a gentle pull.
Her outer robe opened, revealing a white inner garment underneath. Su Mowan opened her eyes, which were half-closed, and quietly exhaled.
With trembling hands, Su Mowan peeled off her outer robe. She sniffed uncomfortably, wondering why a man would make himself smell so sweet.
What a show-off!
After she put away her outer robe and turned around, she saw that Murong Jing was still sitting, his eyes fixed on her.
Su Mowan could only smile obsequiously and say, "Your Highness, is there anything else I can do for you?"
Murong Jing's thin lips moved slightly.
"No."
"..."
Then why don't you lie down?
"Take off your clothes," Murong Jing suddenly said.
"..."
Su Mowan forced a smile.
Seeing that Murong Jing wasn't joking, she could only say, "I'll take it off now, but I'll feel shy if you keep looking at me like this—"
"I want to watch you undress."
His tone left no room for doubt.
Su Mowan took a deep breath. If even an old virgin wasn't embarrassed, how could she lose?
She neatly and cleanly tore off her belt, took off her outer garment and skirt, leaving only a faintly transparent white inner garment.
Murong Jing was finally satisfied.
"You are not allowed to wear this outfit anymore."
Su Mowan was completely confused.
"These clothes are perfectly fine—"
"I said you are not allowed to wear it, and that means you are not allowed to wear it."
This woman actually wants to wear clothes that have been touched by another man?
Unfaithful to one's husband!
Murong Jing glanced at her coldly before lying down, pulling the blanket over himself and closing his eyes.
He threw a tantrum over a piece of clothing?
Su Mowan's eyes widened in disbelief. This was outrageous!
With a wave of her hand, she extinguished the candle, carefully pulled the blanket up, and lay down silently.
Unfortunately, I was wide awake.
About half an hour later, Su Mowan was still wide awake, thinking about her homecoming the next day, when she was sure she would see Su Mobai...
Just as he was lost in thought, Murong Jing's voice suddenly rang out beside him.
"Don't think about other men in my bed!"
"..."
Is this the legendary God of War?
It's clearly a roundworm that has come to life!
Su Mo took it that evening.
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Early the next morning.
Su Mowan woke up before dawn.
Turning his head, he saw that Murong Jing had finished washing up and was sitting upright in his wheelchair, dressed in a white undergarment.
On the table next to him was a set of dark-colored casual clothes.
"What are you all standing there for? Come and help me change my clothes!" Murong Jing said coldly.
"I'm helping the prince change his clothes?" Su Mowan pointed to her chest, looking surprised.
Murong Jing said unhappily, "Do you expect me to do it myself?"
"Where is the maid?"
Murong Jing remained expressionless: "I went to get you some clothes."
"..."
Four maids went to fetch her clothes.
Are the clothes made of gold or cement?
After fiddling around for more than ten minutes, Su Mowan tied the belt, clapped her hands, and said she was done.
Murong Jing glanced at himself, his expression inscrutable.
At this moment, two maids brought in a set of clothes. When they saw their prince's disheveled appearance, they were stunned.
Su Mowan coughed lightly, embarrassed, took the clothes, and sent the maid out.
After Su Mowan finished dressing, tidied her disheveled hair, and was about to leave, Murong Jing said calmly, "Wait."
"What else does your Majesty want?"
Su Mowan stopped and returned a smile.
Murong Jing had a cold face.
"Eat your meal and leave; don't stay any longer."
It took Su Mowan a moment to understand what those words meant, and she immediately smiled charmingly: "Your Highness, rest assured, I will return soon!"
As soon as they left Fenghua Palace, Granny Wei and Qinghe were already waiting there.
The smile on Granny Wei's face was incredibly creepy. Before she could speak, Su Mowan said, "Granny Wei, go back and rest! Qinghe, let's hurry back and pack up. We'll be going to the General's Mansion soon."
"Granny Wei quickly called out, 'Consort Su, wait a minute! This old servant is going too!'"
Su Mowan turned around: "The General's Mansion is far away, so there's no need to trouble Granny Wei. You can just stay at home and cook porridge while we wait!"
"Not far, not far! This is what His Highness ordered, and this old servant dares not disobey!"
As she spoke, Granny Wei slapped her forehead again.
"Oh dear! Thank you for reminding me, Consort Su. This old servant will go to the kitchen to get the porridge right away!"
"..."
Watching Granny Wei's retreating figure disappear into the distance, Su Mowan wished she could bite her tongue off!
When they returned to Huangfeng Garden, Yinshuang was directing two maids to move things in and out.
Su Mowan asked curiously, "Yinshuang, what are you doing?"
Yinshuang put down the large box in her hand, pointed to the pile of boxes of various sizes that looked like a small mountain, and explained, "This is what the Prince instructed you to take back."
Su Mowan paused for a moment, then walked over and picked up one of the boxes, weighing it in her hand.
"So many things?"
Yinshuang nodded: "They were all just moved from the warehouse."
Ha, he accompanied Shen Muyue to the Left Prime Minister's residence himself and stuffed so many things into her hands. He really managed to take care of both sides.
Murong Jing really has some clever methods.
Su Mowan put down the small box and said listlessly, "Since the prince asked us to bring it, then let's bring it. Yinshuang, you take some people to load the things onto the carriage. Qinghe, pack up, we're leaving right away."
Just then, Granny Wei brought in the porridge. Su Mowan, unusually, didn't hesitate and drank it all without any hesitation.
After everything was sorted out, about half an hour later, Su Mowan looked at the three carriages and seventeen expressionless guards at the door, somewhat surprised.
Especially the guard who didn't look like an ordinary one.
Hmm... he's a bit too handsome.
The man noticed she was looking at him, so he approached and bowed to her.
"This humble servant greets Consort Su."