Her elder sister steals her husband? She marries the God of War and is pampered beyond measure!

Chapter 241 How to cure an itchy heart?

Murong Jing still called a maid to bring in disinfectant and applied wound medicine to her wound.

Finally, they carefully wrapped her hand up.

It's still a masterpiece with a very girly feel, featuring that familiar bow.

Thinking about this, Su Mowan felt that time had passed very quickly, and it was also a bit unbelievable.

At first, she and Murong Jing didn't like each other, but somehow things turned out differently.

If you say she saved Murong Jing, she doesn't think there's any need for him to be nice to her because of that. If you say it's because she's naturally beautiful and attracted Murong Jing, then Murong Jing is even more beautiful.

I just don't understand it.

Murong Jing gently tied the last pleat of the bow before dismissing the maid.

"have a rest."

After Murong Jing finished speaking, he pulled the person onto the bed.

Su Mowan hurriedly called out, "Wait, I haven't washed my feet yet!"

I didn't wash my face either.

As Su Mowan spoke, she deliberately stomped her feet.

To everyone's surprise, Murong Jing ignored her and pulled her onto the bed, then reached out to touch her feet.

Are you going to take off her shoes?!

Su Mowan was quite frightened and quickly struggled to sit up.

She moved her feet a little further away and said urgently, "I can do it myself! I can do it myself!"

How will you get here by yourself?

As Murong Jing spoke, his gaze swept coolly over the hand that was carefully bandaged.

"Isn't it troublesome enough?"

His words carried a hint of disdain, and Su Mowan immediately fell silent, deflated.

She actually wanted to say that she wasn't only one hand, but when she met Murong Jing's gaze, she chickened out and had to swallow the words that were already on her lips.

Since His Highness the Prince of Qin was deigning to remove her shoes, she certainly deserved to enjoy this rare service.

After all, opportunities are rare, and Murong Jing isn't someone who acts impulsively. He only gets one or two chances like this once in a while, and if he misses them, they're gone forever.

Su Mowan was wearing pure white knee-high boots, which made her already straight and slender calves look even thinner.

Murong Jing held the boot in one hand and pinched Su Mowan's calf with the other. Su Mowan felt a little ticklish and involuntarily flinched.

Murong Jing paused.

"what happened?"

"Nothing much, it just feels a little strange, not quite used to it!"

Su Mowan wanted to pull her legs back again.

However, her calf was tightly gripped in Murong Jing's hand. When she tried to pull away the first time, Murong Jing increased his strength. If she pulled away again, her leg would be snapped off.

Murong Jing naturally knew why she was shrinking back. He gripped her tightly with force, quickly took off her boots, and then pulled her other leg over to continue taking them off.

Su Mowan felt a strange sensation, as if ants were crawling on her heart.

Murong Jing's hand was on her calf, and there was a hint of ambiguity between them!

Was she too thirsty?

But she is so pure, even purer than Bilunsu!

Su Mowan felt increasingly guilty as she thought about it, and the more guilty she felt, the more itchy her palms became, and she couldn't help but want to rub them through the gauze.

Murong Jing placed the boots on the side of the bed, turned around and noticed her little action. He reached out and took her hand in his.

"Bear with it, it'll get even itchier in a few days," he said.

Su Mowan really wanted to say, "You can scratch your itchy hands, but how do you cure an itchy heart?"

The pulling and tugging felt awkward, so Su Mowan tried to pull her hand back.

Murong Jing sensed her intention and dared not grab her hand. Instead, he grabbed her wrist and moved Su Mowan to the inside of the bed. He lay down on the outside of the bed, raised his hand, and extinguished the candle by sending a gust of wind through the lampshade. Then, he casually lowered the heavy bed curtains.

Suddenly, everything went completely dark.

With her right hand being pulled, Su Mowan could only support herself with her left hand as she lay down. As soon as she lay down, the blanket was covered over her shoulders.

Then came the sound of Murong Jing lying down.

Her hand was still firmly held in his grasp.

Su Mowan felt awkward at this moment. Murong Jing didn't touch her tonight, but he was holding her hand. How could she fall asleep?

Su Mowan knew she was a restless sleeper and liked to move around. For example, if she wanted to move her hands or legs in her sleep but couldn't, she would wake up gasping for air.

It felt like being tied up and thrown into the water; it was suffocating.

So at this point, Su Mowan was unwilling.

Seeing that Murong Jing hadn't made any further movements after lying down, she leaned closer and tilted her head in the darkness, saying, "Aren't you tired of sleeping while holding my hand?"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Murong Jing said, "Do you think I'm afraid of a little bit of tiredness? If you manage to get rid of me by tomorrow morning, wouldn't all the bandaging you did have been for nothing?"

"..."

If you can manage to dodge, it just means your technique isn't good enough, right?

Su Mowan bluntly stated, "You're not tired, but I am. I can't sleep if you keep holding me like this."

I can't sleep if I don't have you with me.

Murong Jing made a move.

Su Mowan thought he was about to let go, but to her surprise, Murong Jing reached out and put his arm around her waist, then placed her 'bear paw' on his chest.

His presence drew near instantly.

My nostrils were filled with his scent, and my face started to feel hot without me even realizing it. Luckily, it was dark, and no one could see anyone else.

They'd shared a bed more than once or twice, but Su Mowan didn't know why her mood was different tonight; her heart seemed a little excited.

Could it be because Murong Jing helped her take off her shoes, showing off his virtuousness in a rare way?

cough.

Murong Jing also took off her clothes from behind. I won't go into the details, and she didn't know what Murong Jing felt, but she felt... very hot!

She only injured her palm, so how did Murong Jing treat her as a cripple?

Besides, Murong Jing is the one who is truly crippled.

This psychological letdown made her feel terrible.

So Su Mowan moved back a little and suggested, "Don't stand so close, I'm hot."

That statement does have some credibility.

Murong Jing's room has underfloor heating, so the whole room is warm and cozy. The blankets have also been changed to slightly thicker ones, so it's really not cold.

But Murong Jing said, "Your hands and waist are cold, are you hot?"

As he spoke, his hand, which was around her waist, slipped inside her clothes and gently rubbed her waist.

Su Mowan froze.

Didn't she say that you can't touch it while it's moving?

So Su Mowan shrank back, and her smooth skin left Murong Jing's palm.

She said urgently, "Don't touch me! I'm ticklish!"

Upon hearing this, Su Mowan felt Murong Jing pull his hand back slightly, and then heard him say, "Why wouldn't I be ticklish?"

"..."

Su Mowan didn't believe it. She bit her lip and was about to reach out to try it when she suddenly realized what was going on.

She saw through her and said, "Don't try to trick me into touching you, I can't bring myself to do it."

"..."

Murong Jing remained silent for a while before saying very seriously, "You said you were hot earlier, would you like me to help you take off your clothes?"

"..."

Holy crap!

When did Murong Jing become a rogue?!

He's still a serious-looking rogue!

She was only wearing an undergarment and a close-fitting bodice, which was not much different from a bellyband. If she took off her undergarment, wouldn't she be... wouldn't she be left with only one piece of clothing?

Is Murong Jing a real man? Does he truly love her?

If all of those are true, how can one possibly maintain control?

They even tricked her into taking off her clothes!

Is it because she is too impure?

Su Mowan quickly refused, "No, no, no need! I don't feel so hot anymore!"

"Is it still hot like this?"

As Murong Jing spoke, he turned sideways and pulled her into his arms, then placed her arm on his waist before Su Mowan could react.

She was suddenly pulled into his arms, and Murong Jing's scent immediately enveloped her.

Su Mowan moved her hand on Murong Jing's waist and could feel a thin layer of muscle on Murong Jing's lean waist. With her slight movement, the muscles on his waist tightened.

Su Mowan also wanted to be mischievous and act like a rogue, to touch him first and then think about the consequences. But when she thought about the current disparity in strength, she didn't dare to do anything reckless.

Murong Jing's voice seemed to be forced out through clenched teeth: "Aren't you tired? Go to sleep."

They were just complaining about the heat, and now they dare to light a fire.

If one cannot control themselves...

Su Mowan was indeed tired and had just wanted to sleep, but after Murong Jing said those words, she was wide awake.

She's a human being, not a remote control. Does she think she can fall asleep immediately by pressing a power button?

Su Mowan, on the contrary, became interested in chatting. Judging from Murong Jing's previous tone, he knew Young Master Yu.

So Su Mowan asked him directly, "Who is this Young Master Yu? He seems to be a very good friend of Lu Yifeng?"

Sensing that Murong Jing was reluctant to answer, Su Mowan decided to change the subject.

But then Murong Jing spoke.

“He is my cousin. He has been in the capital for several years. My mother likes him very much, and my father has also been cultivating him. A few years ago, he returned to Meizhou from the capital, and only recently came to the capital from Meizhou. As for how he and Lu Yifeng met, I don’t know.”

Su Mowan rolled her eyes and thought for a moment, then realized that there was more to this than met the eye.

He was valued and cultivated by Emperor Moyao, and was also the Empress's nephew. Moreover, he was handsome and extraordinary. If he had stayed in the capital, he would have had a bright future. Why did he suddenly leave?

There's definitely something fishy going on here.

However, since Murong Jing wouldn't say, Su Mowan didn't press the matter further. Instead, she asked him, "What is your relationship with Young Master Yu?"

Su Mowan felt that their relationship was probably not very good, since he knew her identity and still attacked her from behind.

It was one thing not knowing about the relationship between Young Master Yu and Murong Jing before, but now that they know, they get the feeling that 'Young Master Yu couldn't get along with Murong Jing, so he turned around and bullied her.'

That slap she delivered, Young Master Yu probably remembers it.

Murong Jing didn't want to hear about other men from her at this moment, so he said in a slightly colder tone, "Why are you asking these questions? We have no business dealings with him, and he wouldn't come to the Prince of Qin's residence."

Seeing that Murong Jing didn't seem to want to talk about Young Master Yu, Su Mowan wisely stopped talking about it.

She brought up another topic.

Su Mowan recounted how she discovered the cave after descending the cliff, and also told Murong Jing about the strange noises inside the cave.

Murong Jing remained silent for a long while before asking her, "Besides these, is there any other activity?"

"That's all I heard, and I'm not sure if it was just the wind or something else. I'll check it out next time I pass by."

Su Mowan spoke of it out of pure curiosity, and in a very casual manner.

Murong Jing frowned and said, "I will have someone find out about this. You stay put and don't run around again."