lcionline Chapter 256: I, the King, Met You First
Chapter 256: I, the King, Met You First
Su Mowan sensed something was wrong and tried to sit up.
Murong Jing used his other arm to pull the person back, saying, "It's nothing, go to sleep."
This only made Su Mowan more certain that something was wrong.
There's a high chance his hand was injured.
Su Mowan smiled, realizing they were in the same boat.
She stopped pursuing the matter and obediently lay down again, then leaned closer to Murong Jing's chest.
Murong Jing always had a faint orchid scent on him, I wonder if it was because his clothes were scented.
Su Mowan sniffed twice and said, "You smell so good."
"..."
His Highness the King of Qin said he couldn't respond to that.
Isn't this what men say when flirting with women? How come it's reversed?
Wait, is this woman flirting with him?
Realizing this, Murong Jing's breathing changed instantly. He remembered that during the day in the study, after Su Mowan had moved away, she had said, "Let's do it another time."
So now, does Su Mowan mean that the time has come?
Su Mowan had no idea that her impulsive words would make someone think so much. By the time she realized something was wrong, Murong Jing's breath was already close to her ear.
"Since I gave you something, shouldn't you thank me?"
The deep, hoarse voice made Su Mowan realize something was wrong. Was he in heat?
Thinking about this, Su Mowan became a little nervous.
She wasn't ready for that yet, so she snuggled closer to Murong Jing, hiding her face, and said, "Saying thank you is too formal, I don't think you'd want to hear it!"
"……Um."
Murong Jing responded softly, his breath moving from her ear to her neck. He buried his face in his nose and said, "You smell nice too."
"..."
The breath sprayed on her skin felt a little hot.
The temperature seemed contagious; Su Mowan felt her cheeks getting hot as well.
It really feels different when you say it yourself versus when you hear it from someone else.
Did Murong Jing hear the same thing she said just now?
Su Mowan couldn't help but shrink back, feeling embarrassed.
Even the air seemed to have become thicker, making it a little difficult to breathe.
My palms were sweating.
Unbeknownst to Murong Jing, he held her and sniffed her twice more, then moved his hand, which he had previously withdrawn, back to Su Mowan's waist.
Both of them were only wearing their undergarments, their bodies warming each other.
Su Mowan could feel the warmth emanating from Murong Jing; it was a bit hot. However, she was born with a constitution that tended towards coldness, and at this moment, nestled in Murong Jing's arms, she felt an indescribable sense of timidity.
Su Mowan boldly rubbed against his chest.
"Isn't it said that it's easy to lose control when you're with someone you like? I don't see you reacting much..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt Murong Jing's breath catch in his throat, and heard his slightly hoarse voice ask, "What kind of reaction do you want?"
Of course, it's an uncontrollable reaction.
However, Su Mowan dared not be reckless and would never say such a thing.
Murong Jing waited for a while, but didn't hear her reply. He stroked her cheek with his long fingers, gently pinched her chin, and forced her to tilt her head back slightly.
"Do you wish to consummate our marriage?"
"..."
If you're going to bed, just go to bed! Why make it sound so poetic?
Also, why does Murong Jing's words sound like she's the one who's impatient?
This is a huge misunderstanding!
Su Mowan quickly explained, "That's not what I meant. We're still a long way from consummating our marriage. I just wanted to say, don't you feel uncomfortable holding me like this every night?"
Why would it be uncomfortable to hold you while sleeping?
"..."
We can't communicate anymore. Am I supposed to tell her to be careful not to get carried away and accidentally provoke a fight?
Su Mowan is now wide awake.
A moment later, she suddenly thought of the heavy burden Su Mobai was carrying. She really wanted to ask Murong Jing what agreement he had reached with Su Mobai, and whether he was truly going to help Su Mobai.
But when she was about to speak, Su Mowan found herself unable to bring herself to ask.
Forget it, let Murong Jing and Su Mobai discuss their own affairs. If she gets involved, she'll be suspected of taking advantage of Murong Jing's affection for her.
Moreover, given Su Mobai's keen insight, he should know that she couldn't possibly say those things.
The explanation I gave a few days ago was probably just to make fun of her; I didn't really expect anything from her.
The person in his arms was curled up quietly, breathing shallowly, exuding a docile and submissive air. This completely dispelled the last lingering unease in Murong Jing's heart.
"Fell asleep?"
he asked softly.
Hearing this, Su Mowan closed her eyes, hummed, and said no.
Murong Jing pulled the person closer, his voice low and deep, but without the previous husky tone.
"I have something to ask you."
Su Mowan opened her eyes, and after her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she could vaguely see the outline of Murong Jing's face.
"You ask."
This was the first time the two had spoken in such a harmonious atmosphere, tinged with a subtle tension.
Murong Jing seemed to hesitate for a moment before asking, "When did you meet the King of Chu?"
It turns out they wanted to interrogate me about my past romantic relationships.
Su Mowan couldn't help but laugh: "Why are you asking this? I have no contact with the King of Chu anymore."
"I want to know."
His voice was domineering.
"Are you jealous?" Su Mowan's tone was both teasing and flirtatious.
Murong Jing said, "I am not jealous, but I want to know."
Seeing that he wouldn't let it go, Su Mowan had no choice but to tell the truth.
"I met the King of Chu about a year and a half ago. At that time, he was passing through the northern frontier and was almost robbed by bandits."
"So you've done a good deed again?" There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice.
"...I can't just stand by and do nothing, can I?"
Speaking of which, Su Mowan felt that if she were a man, she would probably have countless girls willing to give themselves to her. In just two years since she transmigrated, she had already saved many beauties, including Murong Jing, the King of Chu, and Qingcheng from the very beginning.
And a few people I met by chance, whose names I didn't even ask.
But this was a situation that couldn't be helped. Even setting aside the noble cause of fighting crime, it was still something I could do to help her when I saw injustice.
Just when Su Mowan thought that Murong Jing would stop after asking this one question and getting the answer, she heard Murong Jing say in her ear again: "So, it was I who met you first."
"..."
Yes, it was Murong Jing who encountered him first.
But fate is such a mysterious thing. If fate doesn't bring you together, what good will it do if you do meet? You still won't give each other a second glance.
Su Mowan knew that Murong Jing must mind her past with the Prince of Chu, but there was nothing to mind. Besides, she seemed to have told him once that the reason she married Murong Jin was simply because she had no better alternative.
Seeing Murong Jing's current state, Su Mowan felt it necessary to repeat herself.
"It doesn't matter who you meet first, or who you get to know first. I'll say this again, and only this once. Don't ask me about the King of Chu again. The reason I married him was because I had no one else to marry, and he just happened to be the best choice."
"However, I do like him quite a bit. He has a good temper and is gentle and refined. If it weren't for Su Huayue interfering, I might have been able to spend my whole life with him."
Su Mowan paused here.
Feeling that Murong Jing's breathing had become lighter, she chuckled and continued, "I was initially unwilling to marry you, but of course, the main reason wasn't you, but the General's Mansion."
Anyone would feel resentful if treated like that. You know I ran away from the wedding. To be honest, when I first found out that Su Mobai had brought me back, I actually resented him quite a bit.
I thought to myself, he's clearly my own brother, so why does he treat me like someone from the General's Mansion? He's not even as good as Su Ruofeng; at least Su Ruofeng is genuinely on my side.
"Will you help me run away from my wedding?"
Murong Jing said unhappily.
Su Mowan smiled and sighed, "So this is fate. How can the wonder of fate be highlighted without some drama? Now that I think about it, Su Mobai is really scary. Luckily, he's my own brother."
Su Mobai is too direct in his actions and doesn't like to discuss things. When she ran away from her arranged marriage, Su Mobai's actions caught her completely off guard.
Looking back now, I find Su Mobai utterly unbelievable. He actually foresaw that Murong Jing would like her, and that she would also fall for Murong Jing.
Murong Jing felt a little pleased by Su Mowan's words, "This is fate," and he slightly tightened his grip on her waist and back.
Then, Su Mowan heard his solemn confession.
"If you do not betray me, I will not betray you."
Su Mowan felt a little embarrassed.
She's not a sentimental person; saying this is already her limit. If this discussion about whether something is negative or not continues, she'll get goosebumps.
So Su Mowan decided to break the sticky atmosphere.
She laughed and said, "Don't worry, you're so heavy, I can't carry you."
"..."
Murong Jing knew she was embarrassed, so he stopped asking whether she liked him or not.
The conversation had become quite clear by this point. He knew Su Mowan's personality, and he was only able to say this because the lights weren't on.
His Highness the King of Qin is satisfied.
"From now on, I will no longer mention the King of Chu, and you are not allowed to mention him either."
Su Mowan nodded, but thought to herself, "He's the one who's always bringing it up; she's never brought it up on her own initiative."
Suddenly remembering a question that was very popular in the 21st century, Su Mo cleared her throat.
"Um, I also want to ask you a question. If, and I mean if, I and the Seventh Princess both fell off a cliff, who would you save?"
"..."
Murong Jing was clearly stumped by the question.
After a long while, he said, "I will save you."
Su Mowan knew he hadn't grasped the meaning, so she clicked her tongue and said with dissatisfaction, "You're being too insincere. Let me give you an example. Let me put it this way: if you and the King of Chu fell into the water at the same time, and I could only save one of you, I would definitely save you."
Murong Jing was silent for a moment, then said, "Then I will save Xiao Qi."
"why?"
Su Mowan blinked in the darkness.
"I cannot swim, so if I and the King of Chu fall into the water, you should indeed save me first. Similarly, Xiao Qi does not know martial arts and has no internal energy to protect herself, so I should save her first."
"..."
What could Su Mowan say but admit defeat?