nucmednet Chapter 62 Life has its normal state and its abnormal state.
Chapter 62 Life has its normal state and its abnormal state.
Su Mowan arrived at the palace.
Seeing the strange expression on Yinshuang's face, she leaned closer and whispered, "What's wrong?"
Yinshuang gritted her teeth.
He confessed, "I've told Your Highness what happened at the restaurant this afternoon. Please take care of yourself!"
"..."
Su Mowan blinked.
What do you mean by "take care of yourself"? Is it possible for violence to happen?
Yinshuang gritted her teeth again and reminded him, "I didn't mention that brocade box to Your Highness, so please don't let it slip!"
Su Mowan: "..."
I'll remember this favor.
Su Mowan paused, then solemnly declared, "When Chaoyang comes again another day, I will definitely remove that lantern under the old tree for you!"
Yinshuang: "..."
Taking a deep breath, Su Mowan strode into the Fenghua Palace with her head held high.
It was not yet time to rest, so Murong Jing was still in the study.
When Su Mowan knocked on the door and went in, he was still writing something.
"If Your Highness is busy, I will come over later."
Su Mowan was about to leave.
"stop."
Murong Jing continued, his hands never stopping, as he asked, "Why haven't you returned by noon today?"
Is this conversation to proceed gradually?
Su Mowan cleared her throat.
She confessed honestly: "I went to a clothing store first today, met an acquaintance, and chatted with him for a while. When I got to the restaurant—"
"Did you run into an acquaintance again?"
"..."
Murong Jing slightly raised his head, his thin lips pressed tightly together, "You really have a lot of acquaintances."
Su Mowan also felt that she knew quite a few people.
She gave an awkward laugh: "What exactly does Your Highness want to ask? Just tell me, and I'll answer."
She got angry first?
Murong Jing's expression turned cold: "Do I have to ask you what you did? Confess yourself!"
Su Mowan remained silent.
Why does it feel like she's having an affair?
At most, she received a gift, and Murong Jing doesn't even know that the gift exists yet. If he did, wouldn't he just arrest her and drown her in a pig cage?
"What, not going to deny it this time?"
Seeing that she remained silent, Murong Jing said coldly, "I told you not to go out and fool around with men!"
"This is different—"
"What's the difference?"
"Last time, the person I was looking for happened to be in a brothel—"
"So, the restaurant you're going to just happens to have men in it?"
"Correct!"
Su Mowan nodded before realizing she had been tricked. What did she mean by "there just happened to be a man there"?
She quickly corrected him: "No! Your Highness is mistaken. It's just that an acquaintance happens to be in my restaurant!"
Murong Jing snorted coldly.
"You've fooled me once, do you think I'll fall for it again? From now on, you're not allowed to meet with any man alone!"
The word 'alone' almost got stuck between my teeth.
It turns out that his harsh words and accusations were all for the sake of saying this last sentence.
Su Mowan breathed a sigh of relief.
She obediently promised, "I will definitely bring Yinshuang with me from now on!"
His Highness the King of Qin was finally satisfied.
He pointed his chin at the inkstone and gave her a cold look: "Aren't you coming over here to grind ink for me?"
Grinding ink is simple.
Let's roll up our sleeves and get to work.
Su Mowan grabbed the ink stick with one hand while holding up her sleeve with the other, and pounded it against the inkstone, making a hissing sound.
"Let the water go!"
Murong Jing held the wolf-hair brush in an extremely graceful posture.
Okay, release the water.
After a while, the hissing sound continued.
His Highness the King of Qin raised his eyes.
Are you dissatisfied with me?
"No."
Su Mowan blinked innocently, "I'm grinding the ink very carefully, what's the problem?"
His Highness the King of Qin took a deep breath.
He asked Su Mowan, "Are you truly grinding the ink with your 'heart,' not just with your 'force'?"
"Oh……"
Su Mowan smiled.
She has her own twisted logic: "As the saying goes, the hand moves with the heart, so the more effort I put in, the more force I exert."
Murong Jing: "..."
Finally, Su Mowan came to a conclusion.
The old saying that men enjoy the company of beautiful women is pure nonsense. Because Murong Jing gave her no less than ten cold stares while she was grinding ink.
By the time Murong Jing finished dealing with the matter, more than half an hour had passed.
The two returned to their bedroom, and before going to sleep under the covers, Murong Jing suddenly instructed them: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is less than a month away, and there will be a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in the palace. You should prepare well."
what to prepare?
Su Mowan was completely confused.
When she turned her head to look at him, she realized that Murong Jing had already closed his eyes, so she simply pulled the blanket over herself and shrank back inside.
The next day.
Su Mowan woke up before Murong Jing again and ran off early. She had to go to the restaurant; today was the appointed day.
When she arrived at the restaurant, Manager Qian immediately told her that someone was already waiting in the first private room on the second floor, and she rushed up there.
As for Yinshuang, she naturally stayed in the main hall.
When I opened the door, the people inside were enjoying their meal.
Su Mowan leaned against the door and chuckled as she looked inside.
"Young Master Yi, I thought you could live on beauties and wine, but it turns out you need to eat too."
Chi Yi gripped his chopsticks tightly as he ate heartily without looking up.
"What do you know? Life has its normal state and its abnormal state."
"..."
So he's in a state of perversion now?
Su Mowan went inside and sat down opposite Chi Yi.
She leaned forward slightly and asked him in a low voice, "So, did you get it?"
"You don't trust me to take action?"
Chi Yi licked his lips, still wanting more, and tapped the plate of cucumber salad with his chopsticks: "This is it. Give me two more plates. From now on, you can steal anything you want with just a word from me!"
"...That's all I aspire to."
Su Mowan stepped out of the private room and beckoned to the waiter beside her, "Bring this young master two more cucumbers."
"..."
Chi Yi looked up, "This young master wants it chopped properly!"
"Of course it's chopped up; this plate contains just one skewer."
Chi Yi glanced at her: "Then what are you laughing at?"
Su Mowan immediately put on a serious face: "I promise I didn't laugh. By the way, who is the current sect leader of your Xiaoyao Sect?"
Chi Yi frowned: "Why are you asking this?"
"Nothing, just curious."
Su Mowan rested her chin on her hand, "How does the Xiaoyao Sect usually manage things when there's been no leader for so long?"
Chi Yi scoffed and said self-deprecatingly, "The Xiaoyao Sect stopped getting involved in martial arts affairs a long time ago, so you don't need to worry about it."
"Your sect leader should have a son, right? Is his name Lu Yifeng?"
Su Mowan suddenly remembered that the old senior also had the surname Lu. In that case, the old senior's insistence on finding Lu Yifeng was most likely because he wanted to use her to hand over the sect leader's token to his son.
Chi Yi's eyes flashed.
"You have a son, do you know him?"
"do not know."
Su Mowan shook her head decisively, "I just need to talk to him about something."
Chi Yi chuckled.
He said sarcastically, "Give me a break. The person has disappeared without a trace. You'll be lucky if you can find them."
"Hide? Why hide?"
Su Mowan was puzzled.
Chi Yi put down her chopsticks and rolled her eyes.
"He's utterly hopeless! As soon as Sect Master Lu disappeared, the three elders in the sect started clamoring for a new sect master. Lu Yifeng is Sect Master Lu's son, so he should have had a lot of support, but unfortunately he cowered and ran away!"
At this point, Chi Yi suddenly changed the subject, his expression turning strange: "I advise you not to go looking for him. If he finds out that the sect leader's token is in your hands, things will get very complicated."
Su Mowan raised an eyebrow.
"What's so terrible about it?"
"Heh, you have no idea what Sect Master Lu meant by giving you the sect leader's token. Listen to me, if you ever see Lu Yifeng again, stay as far away as possible!"