lcionline Chapter 197 Did I say that?
Chapter 197 Did I say that?
She called him 'Young Master Chao'.
Chaoyang was completely stunned.
Although Yinshuang slapped him last time, she never said such cruel words!
"Give me another month. This matter will be resolved in a month. Trust me!"
Chaoyang gripped Yinshuang's shoulders with some excitement.
He squeezed her fingers so hard they almost hurt her.
Yinshuang glanced at his hand and said indifferently, "Let's find somewhere else to talk. It wouldn't be good if the prince heard us."
As she spoke, she pried open Chaoyang's hand and strode away.
Actually, Yinshuang wasn't afraid of Murong Jing hearing it, but rather of Su Mowan hearing it.
In her mind, Su Mowan's situation was similar to hers, or even worse.
Chaoyang's family arranged a marriage for her, which included taking a concubine, while Murong Jing already had more than one concubine.
From this perspective, Yinshuang felt that her situation was better than that of Consort Su; at least, she could decide not to marry Chaoyang in the future.
A hint of joy flashed in Chaoyang's eyes, and he quickly followed.
Yinshuang walked around the main tent and came to an open space behind it. It was relatively secluded and there was no one around, so she stopped and turned around.
This is the very spot where Su Mobai and Su Mowan were just talking.
Chaoyang drew closer, his eyes fixed intently on Yinshuang before him. He said in a deep, earnest voice, "Everything I said just now is true. You must believe me!"
When Yinshuang's eyes met his, it felt as if she were being burned.
A flicker of pity crossed her eyes, and she turned her face away, managing to squeeze out, "Why a month?"
"My older brother will be back in the capital in a month, and he'll put in a good word for me!"
After Chaoyang finished speaking, he stared intently at Yinshuang's face.
Yinshuang remained silent for a long while.
She knew about Chaoyang's older brother. He was Chaoge, the eldest son of the Imperial Guard Commander. She had heard that Chaoge had gone to Yaocheng in Jiangnan to become a minor local official because he refused to obey his parents' arranged marriage, and had not returned to the capital for three years.
Does returning to Chaoge mean he's going to compromise with his parents' arrangements?
Or something else?
Yinshuang gave a bitter smile.
"Even if Young Master Chao is willing to plead on our behalf, it's still uncertain whether he can persuade us. Besides, this is a matter between you and me, so why should we expect Young Master Chao to help us? Since you yourself are not capable of persuading your parents, our future will not be easy. Rather than stumbling along in the future, it's better to cut ties now."
Hearing such harsh words again, Chaoyang couldn't help but pull the person in front of him, his face contorted with pain, and said, "Why won't you believe me? I will definitely hold on to the end!"
"What's the point of your insistence? Can you go against your parents' wishes? Or can you abandon them?"
Yinshuang also became a little anxious, and her tone turned unpleasant.
Yinshuang could feel the pressure on Chaoyang's hand loosen considerably, and she knew that her words had hit his sore spot.
I felt both heartache and helplessness.
"Chaoyang, I don't want you to do anything. It's not worth going against your parents for someone like me, an outsider. They're only doing this for your own good..."
Yinshuang didn't realize that she had already shed tears. The warm tears streamed down her face, and her mind became a mess.
She lowered her head and continued, "Besides, life is so long, there's no one you can't live without. You'll meet someone better in the future—"
"Where can you find someone better? So what! You're the only one for me in this life! You said a lifetime is a long time, why not give me a month? Don't say things like that while I haven't given up! I know, I know you still love me!"
As Chaoyang spoke, he stroked Yinshuang's face with one hand and raised his other sleeve to gently wipe away the tears on her face.
"I……"
"Don't say anything! I promise I'll marry you!"
Chaoyang's eyes were also a little red. As he spoke, he hugged the person tightly.
Yinshuang hesitated.
A moment later, she reached out and hugged him back, but felt Chaoyang's body tremble.
Yinshuang loosened her grip and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Are you hurt?"
Chaoyang held the person tightly without letting go. He was very satisfied and chuckled softly, "It's nothing, I just got punched a couple of times."
It goes without saying who beat him up.
Yinshuang's tears, which she had just managed to hold back, welled up again. She loosely wrapped her arms around Chaoyang's waist, pressed her face against his chest, and choked up a little.
"Are you stupid? If you don't want to go along with your parents, can't you at least give them a perfunctory answer?"
The rising sun gently kissed her forehead.
He said solemnly, "I don't want to lie to them, I don't want to deceive them, I just want to be with you!"
In the tent.
Su Mowan thoughtfully poured a cup of tea for someone and then sat down to the side.
Her legs were naturally crossed, making them appear incredibly long and slender.
"Will the order of the afternoon matches be determined by drawing lots once we're on the stage?"
She hinted indirectly.
Murong Jing's face had brightened slightly because of the cup of tea she had offered him, but it darkened again at those words.
Murong Jing placed the teacup on the table beside him and said coldly, "Why are you asking this?"
"of course--"
Su Mowan turned her head and saw that the person's expression was not good, so she immediately changed her words and said, "Of course I'm worried about my second brother. What if he draws the first one to go on stage? Wouldn't that be terrible?"
His Highness the King of Qin looked slightly better.
"Will not."
"Why not?"
"..."
What's said can't be taken back, but this is hard to explain.
Murong Jing met her questioning gaze and said coldly, "How could I possibly draw the first one? Su Ruofeng isn't that unlucky."
"..."
This explanation is very powerful!
Su Mowan really wanted to ask if there was any possibility of tampering with things. She was no longer worried about Su Ruofeng, after all, Su Ruofeng's strength was undeniable, and she knew his own limitations.
As long as no one gets injured, the final outcome is acceptable.
She's worried that if Shangguan Qingqi draws a card from the front, he'll be doomed.
However, to be honest, this competition is completely unfair. I don't know which idiot came up with such rules.
Su Mowan turned to look at Murong Jing and continued to probe, "When were the rules for this competition set? I don't think they're very applicable. What if the strongest person draws the first spot and is exhausted by the eighth round? If the last person to go on stage is of similar strength, it would be easy for them to win the championship. It wouldn't be a fair victory!"
Murong Jing's gaze remained fixed on her.
Hearing her say this, he frowned slightly and said, "Therefore, this year, I will change the rules."
"……cough."
Su Mowan almost choked on her own saliva.
Change it just like that?
That's pretty willful.
That makes sense, given Murong Jing's status and position; he could easily change it if he wanted to. After all, most of the people selected through the martial arts examination would eventually join the army, and nine times out of ten they would end up under Murong Jing's command.
Su Mowan thought for a moment, then asked curiously, "So how do you want to change it?"
When Murong Jing saw her peach blossom eyes shining and staring straight at him, a small fire ignited within him.
Although there was no third person in the tent, he still felt a little guilty and looked away from her face.
He said coldly, "I have decided that the final contest will be fought together."
"Go together?"
Su Mowan was a little taken aback: "Isn't this all in chaos?"
There are ten people left in the final competition. What if they all attack at once, resulting in multiple people ganging up on one person?
It's still not fair.
In other words, in Su Mowan's view, Murong Jing's method had essentially changed from relying on strength to relying on character...
People with bad character are destined to be attacked by the masses.
For example, Shangguan Qingqi...
Su Mowan swung her long legs, which were crossed, and thought to herself, "How much does Murong Jing hate Shangguan Qingqi?"
Of course, Su Mowan was judging a gentleman by her own petty standards.
Murong Jing turned his head and saw her frowning and deep in thought. He knew what she was thinking without even guessing, and immediately snorted coldly in displeasure.
"Do you think I'm targeting Shangguan Qingqi?"
Is not it?
Su Mowan instinctively wanted to blurt it out, but seeing Murong Jing's bad expression, she held it back.
She switched to a fawning smile: "And what happens after we all go together?"
There has to be some kind of rule, right?
When Murong Jing saw her looking at him with those eyes again, he really wanted to reach out and pull her into his arms...
His Highness the Prince of Qin was secretly furious: the more he looked at Su Mowan lately, the more he felt that every glance she gave him was an attempt to seduce him into being a scoundrel...
His Highness the King of Qin gritted his teeth inwardly.
Unaware of the situation, Su Mowan, seeing that no one was answering, simply propped her chin up with one hand and leaned closer to Murong Jing, her dimples at the corners of her mouth were intoxicatingly sweet.
"Tell me, but I won't tell anyone else."
Use her beauty to your advantage, but resist the urge.
Murong Jing remained expressionless.
After waiting for a while, there was still no movement.
Su Mowan cleared her throat, withdrew, and said listlessly, "Never mind, we'll find out when the time comes anyway."
This made His Highness the King of Qin even more frustrated.
He picked up the teacup beside him, took a small sip, then put the cup down and said, "There's no point in telling you—"
Su Mowan immediately interrupted, "Let's not say anything yet, let's keep it a secret so we can be amazed when the time comes, right?"
"..."
very good!
It was only then that Murong Jing remembered that he had called her over to give her a 'lesson'.
So he said coldly, "Didn't I tell you not to get too close to other men?"
Upon hearing this, Su Mowan knew that it was time for a political lesson to begin.
She immediately acknowledged her mistake.
At the same time, he defended himself: "I said it, I remember it clearly! But I'm here to watch my second brother's martial arts competition. I can't possibly go in with you, can I? My second brother left early, and I can't catch up with him. My eldest brother is also elusive. He met Shangguan Qingqi on the way and came in with him, so I won't be stopped at the door and asked all sorts of questions, right?"
Murong Jing looked at her with a mixture of disbelief and skepticism.
"You met them on the way?"
Su Mowan nodded, her eyes full of sincerity: "It's definitely halfway there, not at the city gate!"
At the city gate...
That seems acceptable.
Murong Jing's expression softened, but he still frowned: "What's with putting my arm around him in public? It's indecent!"
This likely refers to the whispers exchanged between the two during a martial arts competition.
Su Mowan immediately cleared her throat and said seriously, "How could it be arm in arm? The match on the stage was so exciting. We were just a little too engrossed in discussing martial arts! We'll definitely be more careful next time!"
Murong Jing: "..."