nucmednet Chapter 171 I don’t know the origin of love
Chapter 171 I don’t know the origin of love
Neither of them spoke, and they lay there quietly for a while, creating an unusually harmonious atmosphere.
After enjoying the breeze for a while, Su Mowan felt something was wrong.
A dull ache started in my lower abdomen again.
Murong Jing seemed to notice that something was wrong with her and turned to look at her.
"what happened?"
Su Mowan had no choice but to tell the truth: "My period has started."
Now it was Murong Jing's turn to feel uneasy. He sat up and gave a signal to the small boat moored in the distance. Soon the boat swam over.
Standing at the bow of the boat was Yinshuang, carrying a bundle in her hand.
The small boat stopped ten meters away. Yinshuang, carrying her bundle, used her skillful lightness technique to land on the deck of the painted boat in an instant. She only glanced briefly at Su Mowan and did not dare to look anywhere else.
"To this king."
Murong Jing reached out his hand.
Yinshuang had no choice but to lower her head and hand over the bundle, then retreated back onto the small boat.
Su Mowan stared at the bundle and suddenly said, "It seems this was really premeditated? They even prepared the clothes."
Murong Jing's expression darkened, and after a long while he said, "There's only one set of clothes. Go change quickly."
As he spoke, he handed over the bundle in his hand.
Su Mowan was taken aback by those words.
She remembered that Murong Jing had said in the water that he knew she would put someone in the water, and now she saw this outfit that had been prepared beforehand...
Su Mowan felt as if she had been shot in the heart again.
She sat up, took the bundle, and then smiled as she looked at Murong Jing, whose gaze wasn't on her, and said, "Hey, aren't you surprised that I jumped into the water with you instead of throwing yourself in?"
Murong Jing stiffened, still turning his face away from her, and said coldly, "You're overthinking it. I just didn't intend to prepare anything for you."
Ha, you're just being stubborn.
Su Mowan opened the bundle and saw that it was clearly men's clothing, and it was obviously Murong Jing's clothes. This person had expected that she would throw him into the river, so he had prepared the clothes in advance.
Surprisingly, she went down as well, so the clothes Murong Jing had prepared ended up on her. Su Mowan didn't say anything more and got up to go to the cabin to change. Anyway, she was a woman, and her period was coming, so taking advantage of the situation wouldn't hurt.
But she stopped after taking just one step. She couldn't just leave Murong Jing there in the wind, could she? Although Murong Jing was much stronger than her, he was still wearing wet clothes, not to mention his leg injury.
So Su Mowan half-squatted down, gesturing for Murong Jing to put his arm around her shoulder, and then wrapped one arm around Murong Jing's back, putting his arm around his slender waist.
"doing what?"
His Highness the King of Qin froze.
Su Mowan glanced at him with a rather amused expression: "What else can we do but go inside and get some shelter from the wind? If we catch a cold, won't we be the ones blaming it on me?"
"..."
His Highness the Prince of Qin seemed reluctant, but he placed his hand on her shoulder. Su Mowan used her strength to lift him up, and then carefully and slowly helped him into the cabin.
Su Mowan's head only reached the tip of Murong Jing's nose, so she didn't see Murong Jing's gaze that occasionally fell on her eyelashes, or his slightly curved thin lips.
Once inside the cabin, Su Mowan found a place to sit down at the table before grabbing her bundle and heading to the stern.
There were two lanterns in the cabin, one in front of Murong Jing and the other on the table next to him. Su Mowan thought for a moment and moved the other lantern in front of Murong Jing as well, making the light at the stern of the ship even dimmer.
His Highness the King of Qin observed these actions, frowned, and said, "Do you really need to be so wary of me?"
Su Mowan turned around upon hearing this.
"Does Your Highness intend to peek? If not, what difference does it make whether I take precautions or not?"
"..."
His Highness the King of Qin was speechless. What the King said seemed to make sense, but something still felt off. After a long while, he realized what was happening, and his expression immediately became somewhat uneasy.
This woman actually said he wanted to peek?
They've slept in the same bed, so even if they were looking at each other, it would be open and aboveboard. There's no need for 'peeping'!
Su Mowan fiddled with it for a while, and in the end, she only wore a white undergarment.
Murong Jing's clothes were huge, and they looked ridiculous on her. The white top covered her hips and reached mid-thigh. The trousers were also long, and Su Mowan had to roll them up several times at the ankles, leaving her bare feet exposed below.
Her hairstyle was gone, and her disheveled black hair was dripping water from time to time. Su Mowan simply wrung out her undergarment and then wrapped it around her hair and rubbed it.
After finishing, Su Mowan hung her wet dress on the windowsill, then took Murong Jing's outer robe and went to the opposite side of the room.
When His Highness the King of Qin saw the bare feet, his brows furrowed tightly, but since the shoes were wet, he did not speak.
His gaze swept over her, and even in her ill-fitting undergarments, her exquisite and beautiful curves were still visible.
Murong Jing's eyes darkened, and he felt a dryness in his throat, so he simply turned his head away and refused to look at anyone.
Su Mowan didn't notice Murong Jing's expression. She picked up her clothes and sat down opposite him, then put her outer robe on the table.
"You should take off your wet clothes and change into something else too."
Murong Jing kept his gaze averted to the side and said somewhat stiffly, "Just wear it when I tell you to, why are you making so many demands?"
Su Mowan knew that this person was being stubborn again, so she got up and went out of the cabin. "The clothes are there, wear them or not if you want."
With no sound coming from behind, Su Mowan smiled and simply left the cabin. After thinking for a moment, she turned around and gently closed the carved and openwork cabin door.
Then a rustling sound came from inside.
Su Mowan sat at the bow of the boat, crossed her legs, rested her chin on her hand, and began to sort out the mess in her mind.
Whether it's because he wants to repay her life with his body or because he's attracted by her personal charm, Murong Jing's actions tonight are enough to show that he probably likes her.
Looking back at herself, Su Mowan realized that although her feelings for Murong Jing were unclear, there were clues to follow. She had previously heard that Shen Murui was going to Fenghua Palace every day, which made her feel a little uncomfortable. Now that she thought about it, she realized that this might be the legendary possessiveness at work.
But when exactly did she develop feelings for Murong Jing?
Could it really be that love arises without warning and takes root once it begins?
cough……
Or perhaps, she was unknowingly bewitched by Murong Jing's good looks?
Su Mowan shuddered; this was far too hasty and superficial.
Of all the handsome men in the world, why Murong Jing in particular? Could it be that spending so much time together led to what is known as "love growing over time"?
That seems to be the case...
Before Su Mowan could finish her thought, she heard Murong Jing's voice coming from inside.
"Come in."
Su Mowan quickly composed herself, pulled her loose inner garment tighter, opened the cabin door, and slipped inside.