nucmednet Chapter 139 Seducing Prince Qin in Broad Daylight
Chapter 139 Seducing Prince Qin in Broad Daylight
Jiang Zhuo's usually calm expression finally turned sour. Shangguan Qingqi had actually dared to lay hands on Consort Su in broad daylight, right in front of him.
That's incredibly arrogant.
The way he looked at Su Mowan was no longer as peaceful as before.
In Jiang Zhuo's view, Su Mowan was quite skilled, and the fact that she allowed Shangguan Qingqi to approach without making a move was already a kind of 'crossing the wall'.
At this moment, Su Mowan didn't pay attention to Jiang Zhuo's expression. She said to Yinshuang beside her, "Let's go downstairs."
Yinshuang nodded, but before she could follow, Su Mowan had already gone downstairs on her own.
Seeing Jiang Zhuo's complicated expression, Yin Shuang hesitated for a moment before saying, "Young Master Jiang, Consort Su is just like that. Don't say anything more in front of the Prince."
Jiang Zhuo and Yin Shuang knew each other before, although they didn't know each other very well. However, he was still surprised that Yin Shuang, who was "one of their own," would speak up for Consort Su, who was "an outsider."
Before Jiang Zhuo could react, Yin Shuang went downstairs as well.
Su Mo arrived on the first floor late.
Murong Jing stood coldly at the tea table near the counter, while Feng Yue stood respectfully to the side, looking as if he dared not utter a sound.
Just then, a few guests entered the building. They kept staring at Su Mowan. Su Mowan frowned slightly, put on the mask she was holding, and then walked towards Murong Jing.
Murong Jing, who had been staring at the teacup in his hand, seemed to have noticed something and suddenly raised his head, staring straight at Su Mowan.
At this moment, several more guests entered; they were ministers.
They all came here because they had sharp ears and heard the words "Wangguilou" at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet that day.
This is the property of the Prince of Qin's mansion. They are willing to spend a lot of money to leave a good impression on His Highness the Prince of Qin!
Heaven has eyes, and they actually encountered His Highness the King of Qin!
Several ministers' faces lit up with joy. They exchanged glances and were about to step forward to greet him when they discovered that their Prince Qin was exchanging flirtatious glances with a mysterious masked man!
And so, the foot that had already taken half a step was abruptly pulled back, and the ministers looked at each other in bewilderment.
The owner of this painted pavilion, Su Mowan, is quite favored by the Emperor. Even if His Highness Prince Qin wants to meet someone else, shouldn't he find another place?
The group of people were thinking the same thing, and suddenly their eyes widened in surprise.
Besides, when did His Highness the King of Qin start liking men?!
Despite his attraction to men, Prince Qin's gaze remained fixed on the woman approaching him, his expression unreadable.
Su Mowan, wearing a delicate little mask, walked confidently towards Murong. As a boarding student, she naturally had to put on a friendly face when she saw her landlord.
So Su Mowan gently tugged at the corners of her mouth and smiled.
That laugh was quite something.
The two groups of guests who had just entered were stunned.
Even in His Highness the Prince of Qin's eyes, that smile was extremely beautiful. Even Feng Yue secretly sighed, wondering how Consort Su could exude such captivating beauty while dressed as a man.
Then, Feng Yue noticed that his master's hand holding the teacup moved almost imperceptibly, and even his breathing became heavier.
Feng Yue suddenly felt superfluous. He noticed several ministers standing blankly at the door, so he took the initiative to go over and act as a waiter.
"Gentlemen, are you here to view the paintings? Please come upstairs!"
"Yes, yes, look at the painting, look at the painting!"
Several ministers quickly turned their attention back and hurriedly rushed upstairs.
As a result, Yinshuang and Jiang Zhuo, who were lagging behind and going downstairs, almost bumped into the ministers who rushed upstairs.
While the ministers were climbing up, they were still talking to each other.
"Hey, tell me, whose young master is that? I don't think I've ever seen him before."
"They're wearing a mask; even if you'd seen them before, you wouldn't recognize them now!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Lord Liu is absolutely right! He might just be some young master from a wealthy family, wearing a mask to avoid being recognized!"
"Oh dear! Consort Su is trying to seduce our Prince Qin in broad daylight! Does she know?"
"..."
After the group went upstairs, Yinshuang cleared her throat and looked at Jiang Zhuo, whose expression was equally interesting, and said, "Young Master Jiang, let's not go downstairs. Let's go up to the third floor. Only Minister Su is on the third floor."
Jiang Zhuo glanced at Feng Yue, who was standing at the entrance looking completely lost, and nodded decisively. Feng Yue also happened to look over, and Yin Shuang waved to him.
So only Su Mowan and His Highness Prince Qin were left facing each other.
This time, Su Mowan spoke first.
She smiled and said, "I've already heard about it from my brother. Thank you for taking me in these past few days, Your Highness. Uh, thank you for the mask too."
Murong Jing was surprised that she said such a thing right away. He paused for a moment before saying, "You saved me, so the debts are even."
Yoho.
Does that cancel it out?
Having just been moved by Su Mobai, Su Mowan had no interest in teasing Murong Jing and simply smiled faintly.
"That's good. What brings Your Highness out for a stroll today?"
In fact, His Highness the Prince of Qin was not just strolling around, but since Su Mowan thought he was 'strolling around,' His Highness naturally went along with it.
"Can't I even go out for a stroll?"
This sounds like: You can run around outside every day, what's wrong with me taking a stroll?
Having just received a favor from someone, Su Mowan immediately agreed: "Of course you should. You should go out more often. Staying cooped up in the mansion all the time is not good for your physical and mental health."
"..."
His Highness the King of Qin's face darkened.
Is this a veiled criticism implying that he is mentally or physically unhealthy?
Su Mowan could tell from his expression that he was overthinking things again. Just as she was about to explain something, she heard Su Mobai's voice from behind her.
"It's getting late, and Mo Wan is busy here too. Your Highness, let's go first."
The implication is: I don't have time to entertain you, you should get out.
Su Mobai was followed by Feng Yue, who looked helpless.
Feng Yue glanced at his master's expression and sighed inwardly.
The master has only just begun to show interest in Consort Su, and the prospect of being bullied is already foreseeable...
His Highness the Prince of Qin looked at the brother and sister who bore a striking resemblance to each other, pursed his thin lips, placed his teacup on the table, and coldly said to Feng Yue, "Return to the manor!"
Feng Yue's heart trembled.
Su Mowan also got up and followed Su Mobai to see the two out.
Su Mobai whispered, "I won't hold that painting against you, but as compensation, you'd better keep Murong Jing as your backer."
Is it... securely... fastened?
Su Mowan almost rolled her eyes.
Do you think Murong Jing is some Tom, Dick, or Harry? You think you can just tie him up? Even a horse can break free sometimes!
Su Mobai turned his head and saw her indifferent expression. Suddenly, he reached out and pinched her nose.
"That's why I don't want to talk to you about anything. Look at your blockhead, I even wonder if I switched you at birth."
"..."
She looks exactly like an old woman.
Su Mowan was so suddenly and blatantly contemptuous and disgusted that she couldn't find any words to refute it. How strange!
Su Mobai glanced at his clueless younger sister, then at Murong Jing who had only just begun to understand, and sighed inwardly.
Just before she boarded the carriage, Murong Jing suddenly instructed her, "You are not allowed to take off your mask without my permission!"