lcionline Chapter 283 Autumn Hunt
Chapter 283 Autumn Hunt
To their surprise, when they were leaving, they discovered that Caiwei wasn't following; only Caihong was with them.
So it turns out they were just out seeing someone off.
As Su Mowan watched Shen Muyue's retreating figure, a guess flashed through her mind. She wanted to mention it to Murong Jing, but since she had no evidence and couldn't prove anything, she kept it to herself for the time being.
Today, Shen Muyue was dressed very simply, a far cry from her usual glamorous and vulgar style. Her fresh and refined appearance was a bit unusual.
Su Mowan knew at a glance that this was intentional. Despite being dressed simply, she still hadn't taken off the bracelet on her wrist, the earrings on her ears, or the pearl necklace around her neck.
It's not vegetarian enough.
Perhaps because Murong Jing was present, Shen Muyue didn't show any ill will towards her, with a faint smile on her lips, but the emotions in her eyes couldn't lie.
He was clearly very jealous of her, but he suppressed it for his own sake, which seemed somewhat ridiculous to Su Mowan.
It wasn't that she was being disparaging, but Shen Muyue was a typical example of someone who was all looks and no brains. She thought she was hiding it so well, but Murong Jing was just lame, not blind. How could he not see something so obvious?
It's quite sad.
I wonder what the Left Prime Minister was thinking. Did he overestimate his daughter's charm, or underestimate His Highness Prince Qin's discernment?
As Su Mowan walked silently, lost in thought, a gust of cold wind made her involuntarily shrink her neck when she turned a corner of a long corridor.
Murong Jing, who was walking ahead, couldn't see her shrinking back, but a gust of cold wind made him turn around and remind her, "Put on your fox fur coat."
Behind Shen Muyue, Caihong was also holding a gray fox fur coat. For a moment, Shen Muyue felt that the words were being spoken to her. She was about to nod with a happy expression when she saw Yinshuang unfold the pure white fox fur coat without a single blemish and gently drape it over Su Mowan.
His face immediately darkened, and he pinched his fingers slightly to suppress the anger that was welling up inside him.
Yes, at this point, Shen Muyue's dissatisfaction and grievances had developed into resentment. Her gaze towards Murong Jing was filled with three parts infatuation and three parts resentment, and the rest was all anger.
When they finally arrived at the gate, they saw only two carriages outside, and Shen Muyue's already gloomy eyes dimmed even further.
Since Su Mowan is pregnant, Murong Jing cannot allow Su Mowan to ride in the same car as him, nor can he allow Su Mowan to ride alone. Therefore, she can only ride alone.
The thought of spending the entire journey together in the same room filled Shen Muyue with resentment. Su Mowan's pregnancy gave her a temporary advantage, which was understandable.
What she found both resentful and perplexing was that Murong Jing showed no intention of sleeping with anyone else after Su Mowan became pregnant!
It was so rare to find someone like Shen Murui who caught the eye of Prince Qin, but before anything could happen, she was gone in the blink of an eye!
Now, only Liu Ruxu, a country girl, remains in the East Courtyard. Her rustic appearance is so unsophisticated that even Shen Muyue herself finds her shabby, let alone His Highness Prince Qin.
How could we possibly catch His Highness the King of Qin's eye!
After thinking it over, Shen Muyue took a deep breath, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in her eyes.
Since that's the case, then don't blame her for resorting to extreme measures!
When Caihong, who was following behind, saw that her young mistress had stopped, she called out softly, "Miss." Shen Muyue came back to her senses and saw that Su Mowan had already boarded Murong Jing's carriage.
He immediately gritted his teeth and turned to walk towards another carriage.
Caihong could tell at a glance that her young mistress was in a bad mood, and she followed behind her in the carriage with trepidation.
In fact, Murong Jing hadn't said a word from beginning to end, but Su Mowan consciously followed him into his carriage. When she caught a glimpse of Shen Muyue's unwilling expression, Su Mowan couldn't help but sneer inwardly.
It's unclear what Murong Jing's plans are. He clearly waited for people to set off, yet he didn't give them a friendly look.
Is this a case of giving someone hope first and then destroying it with one's own hands?
Su Mowan didn't understand the meaning behind this, nor did she intend to ask.
After getting into the carriage, he saw that it was covered with a thick blanket and two thick quilts were folded up next to it, so he immediately looked at Murong Jing.
So it turns out he wasn't joking when he said "I'll rest in the car tomorrow" last night.
The northern suburbs are located north of the capital city, about fifty li away. It would take about an hour, or two or three hours, by carriage.
It is indeed a good place to take a nap.
Before Murong Jing could turn around, Su Mowan moved to the edge of the blanket, deftly unfolded it, and snuggled inside. She closed her eyes contentedly and said, "I'll rest for a while. Remember to call me when we get there."
Regardless of whether Murong Jingying responded or not, Su Mowan quickly fell asleep.
A moment later, the sound of soft breathing could be heard. Murong Jing glanced at her sleeping face, a complex emotion surfacing in his eyes.
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An hour later, the carriage jolted slightly, and Su Mowan's head almost hit the carriage wall, but was stopped by a hand.
Slightly opening her eyes, Su Mowan felt a warm sensation behind her; Murong Jing had somehow ended up lying next to her.
"arrive?"
Murong Jing withdrew his hand and said calmly, "Not yet, there are still more than ten miles to go."
That means the carriage will have to run for a while longer.
Su Mowan closed her eyes again with peace of mind, turned around, and leaned closer to Murong Jing.
Murong Jing knew that she was putting on an act because of what happened last night. Although he was still a little annoyed, he was quite pleased with her and easily pulled her into his arms.
Although Su Mowan was still a little dazed at this moment, she was very clear-headed, so she deliberately snuggled closer to him and hummed comfortably.
Murong Jing's originally cold and hard expression softened a bit because of her action, and he kissed her forehead.
His lips were slightly cool, and the kiss made Su Mowan open her eyes completely. "When did you come in?"
The question asked was when he got into bed.
Murong Jing was even more direct, saying, "When you didn't know."
Su Mowan snuggled closer to the quilt, recalling the conversation from last night, and asked again, "With so many people going, can the palace accommodate them all?"
Last night she asked Murong Jing who would be attending, and Murong Jing said that as long as they were the sons or grandsons of fourth-rank officials, they were all qualified to attend, and whether or not they went was entirely voluntary.
Of course, this only applies to supporting characters. For people like Shangguan Qingqi, Su Ruofeng, and Shen Muyao, not going is not an option.
Then it will be their home turf.
This was also to build momentum for the individuals and prepare for their future promotions and titles.
Therefore, those who went back to participate in the autumn hunt did not only do so to show off, but also had another purpose: to curry favor with the newly promoted top three martial arts candidates.
No matter who you hook up with, as long as you hook up with just one person, you won't lose out.
Therefore, as long as one is qualified to enter, they will generally go, and consequently, there will be a large number of people.
There is a temporary palace in the northern suburbs. Although temporary palaces are generally large and spacious, it would be difficult to accommodate so many people.
Murong Jing knew what she was thinking, so he said, "Generally, only ministers are allowed to stay in the imperial palace. Others have to set up tents outside the palace."
Of course, Emperor Moyao definitely lived there. It's unclear whether he was accompanied by the Empress or two imperial concubines.
Thinking of this, Su Mowan asked, "What about us? Will we stay in tents or in the palace?"
"Naturally, it's in the imperial palace."
If that's the case, if someone wants to cause trouble during this autumn hunt, it will definitely be at night.
Because everyone is at the hunting grounds during the day, there's no way to take action. The only opportunity is when they separate at night.
So, once tonight is over, Su Mowan will feel completely relieved.
When the carriage was about to reach the hunting grounds in the northern suburbs, Su Mowan quickly climbed out of bed, first helped Murong Jing into the wheelchair, and then waited for the carriage to stop so that Yinshuang could come up and fix her hair.
It got loose when I slept on it.
As soon as the carriage stopped, Feng Yue dismounted and opened the carriage door. Murong Jing got off first, and before Su Mowan could call out, Yin Shuang came up, presumably at Murong Jing's behest.
As Yinshuang was tidying up her hair, Su Mowan heard someone outside the carriage greeting Murong Jing. The voice sounded vaguely familiar.
Because the carriage was well-insulated, it was difficult to hear clearly.
After she got off the carriage, she saw two people talking to Murong Jing about ten feet away.
One of them is Tang Jingzhi.
The other one was actually Su Mobai.
Su Mowan blinked in surprise. Su Mobai never participated in such large-scale events; for example, he hadn't appeared at several palace banquets.
Not only did they come this time, but they also made quite a splash.
Su Mowan felt it was high-profile because Su Mobai wasn't wearing his usual flowing white clothes today, but rather a red outfit.
At first glance, she is comparable to Shangguan Qingqi in her flamboyant manner.
As she got out of the car, the group all looked over.
Su Mowan walked over, and Tang Jingzhi smiled slightly at her as a greeting.
Su Mobai glanced at Murong Jing first, then looked at Su Mowan and said in a seemingly serious tone, "It must be stuffy in the carriage, right? Remember to keep the window open next time. Look how red your face is."
Just as Su Mowan was about to reply, she caught a glimpse of two people approaching from behind.
Leading the way was the King of Chu, followed by Su Huayue, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit.