lcionline Chapter 121 The Handsome Young Master
Chapter 121 The Handsome Young Master
After explaining the situation to Butler Luo, Su Mowan returned to Huangfeng Garden.
The painting pavilion is not yet completed, so we can only transport that batch of calligraphy and paintings back to Huangfengyuan for now. We don't need to worry about the restaurant and clothing shop for the time being.
So Su Mowan decided to practice by copying a couple of paintings whenever she had free time.
Just as he was about to instruct Yinshuang to take the newly collected pebbles to the servants to have them ground, he saw Feng Yue hurrying into Huangfeng Garden.
Feng Yue approached, his extremely upright face showing great respect.
"Consort Su, His Majesty requests your presence."
Su Mowan raised an eyebrow in surprise.
Less than two days after their 'breakup,' Murong Jing is already looking for her again?
She didn't really want to go.
He asked, "Is there something wrong? Is it particularly important?"
Feng Yue stammered, looking troubled.
In his view, as long as his master wanted to see Consort Su, it was an important matter. But clearly, Consort Su's expression showed that she did not want to pay attention to his master.
But since his master had taken the initiative for the first time, Feng Yue felt it was necessary to say a word in his defense.
He then frowned and said in a serious tone, "My master said you must go there, but I don't know what it is about."
In fact, Feng Yue knew very well that his master wanted to test Consort Su about the incident two years ago.
However, it seemed that something had gone wrong between the two, and the master finally swallowed his pride and sent him over to invite Consort Su.
Su Mowan felt that everything had been going smoothly for her lately, and nothing important had happened around her, so she simply waved her hand.
"Tell your master that I'm not going, unless it's something that requires someone's life, don't bother me again."
She was too busy studying the painting to have time to stare at Murong Jing.
Feng Yue secretly broke out in a cold sweat. Consort Su was really disrespectful to his master. If his master knew that he had finally lowered his head and Consort Su was still not grateful, the consequences would be unimaginable!
Feng Yue felt he still needed to try harder; his master's strange behavior these past two days was quite frightening.
"Consort Su, you should still go. It won't take much time."
"This is not a question of whether it will cause delays or not."
Su Mowan turned to Feng Yue and smiled, then said something surprising: "We can't tolerate Murong Jing's habit of causing trouble for no reason."
In Su Mowan's opinion, since things have been made very clear, there is no need to pretend to be well-behaved all day long. Everyone should do their own thing and not interfere with each other. How wonderful!
As for the phrase "we can't spoil them," it completely stunned Feng Yue.
Consort Su's words seem to make some sense to a certain extent, but it feels like in Consort Su's eyes, her master is just someone who makes trouble for no reason.
Feng Yue pondered for a while, but couldn't find any better words to persuade the other person, so he had no choice but to leave dejectedly.
Sure enough, after he briefly conveyed Consort Su's words, his master's expression darkened even more.
"What is she doing?"
Feng Yue knew immediately that something was wrong.
But there was nothing he could do; he had done his best. He immediately lowered his head and said, "Consort Su said... that you like to cause trouble for no reason, and she doesn't like that habit of yours."
"..."
His Highness the King of Qin's expression was quite a sight, a mixture of surprise, anger, and a hint of embarrassment.
After Feng Yue dared to say those words, he was prepared to face a storm, but unexpectedly, his master's expression changed several times before finally returning to calm!
How can you tolerate this?
It seems his master has indeed been acting strangely lately!
Before Feng Yue could finish his internal monologue, Murong Jing gave him a cold look and ordered in a deep voice, "Go and investigate carefully to see if she has anything to do with what happened two years ago."
Feng Yue wore a bitter expression.
This is really putting him in a difficult position. Consort Su has always had a very low profile, unlike Princess Su Huayue of Chu, who is much easier to investigate!
Most importantly, so much time has passed since those events. Even if we find out where Consort Su was back then, it would be difficult to know if there is any connection between them!
Feng Yue had no words to express his suffering, and left with a long face.
The remaining Murong Jing had a slightly darkened gaze and his thin lips were tightly pressed together, as if he were preoccupied with something.
At this moment, Su Mowan was unaware that she was about to be exposed, and she enthusiastically began to paint again.
It's still just copying.
Of course, the base image wasn't a physical object, but rather something in her mind. Su Mowan chuckled mischievously, then called Qinghe over.
Qinghe instinctively took a half step back when she saw that smile.
"Consort Su, what are you planning now?"
It's not that Qinghe was too wary; it's mainly because Su Mowan's smile was so bright that it seemed a bit eerie.
Su Mowan was indeed in a good mood because she had come up with a new and fastest way to make money.
"Qinghe, do you know which young noblemen are famous in our capital?"
There are countless young masters from noble families; how could one possibly count them all?
Moreover, Qinghe doesn't go out often; she only knows those with particularly high reputations.
"I can only name a few, not many."
Su Mowan nodded and smiled, saying happily, "Okay, whatever you find, just tell me what it is."
As soon as Qinghe opened her mouth, she said a name that Su Mowan had never heard before, and then she mentioned Fu Changge. Just as she was about to continue counting, Su Mowan hurriedly waved her hand.
"I forgot to mention, it has to be the kind of handsome young nobleman that many women want to marry. Ugly guys like Fu Changge shouldn't be included."
"..."
Qinghe thought to herself, although Young Master Fu is not exactly handsome and dashing, he is still above average in appearance.
There aren't many people as handsome as Young Master Fu.
Qinghe frowned and thought for a moment before finally uttering a few names that Su Mowan was familiar with: "Shangguan Qingqi, the son of the Right Prime Minister; Shen Muyao, the third son of the Left Prime Minister; Tang Minzhi, the youngest son of the Minister of Personnel; His Highness Prince Jin; His Highness Prince Chu..."
Upon hearing the words "Your Highness Prince Chu," Su Mowan immediately interrupted, "Stop! Don't count the ones who are already married. I only want the unmarried ones who have many women who admire them!"
"..."
Qinghe suddenly felt that this was like Consort Su selecting handsome men. What would the prince think if he found out!
She immediately blinked and said, "Consort Su, why are you asking about this? I'm afraid the Prince might find out..."
She'll die a horrible death!
Su Mowan curled her lip dismissively: "Come on, does your prince have the time to care about this? Besides, even if he knew, it wouldn't matter. I'm doing serious business!"
Qinghe disagreed in her heart.
Consort Su may not know, but she can sense it. How could the prince allow her and Consort Su to discuss handsome men here!
"So, Consort Su, what exactly do you want to do? If Your Highness asks, I'll be able to answer."
Su Mowan felt a little helpless about Qinghe mentioning Murong Jing several times. Anyone who didn't know better would think that Murong Jing cared about her a lot, given Qinghe's timid appearance and her shy tone.
However, the truth is that Murong Jing just wanted to use her to shield himself from trouble, to shield Shen Muyue, to shield Emperor Mo Yao, and who knows which seductive and shameless woman he might use in the future.
Thinking of this, Su Mowan sighed and finally told Qinghe about her plan.
"I'm going to draw a book of handsome men and take it... um, to sell."
"You want to draw... draw these people?"
Qinghe stared wide-eyed in surprise.
She was astonished by Consort Su's way of making money, and also by her audacity: what if the prince found out that Consort Su wanted another man?
Su Mowan raised an eyebrow and smiled, a hint of smugness on her face.
"How about it? Not bad, right? Right now I'm just drawing the young masters in the capital. In the future, I'll draw all the handsome men in the world!"
"..."
Qinghe dared not utter a sound.
Consort Su's ideals are lofty, but in practice, they will definitely not go smoothly!
However, since Consort Su has already made up her mind, she is at most an accomplice. With Consort Su protecting her, the prince won't do anything to her!
Having figured this out, Qinghe rattled off several more names, and Su Mowan nodded in satisfaction after hearing them.
It's not because the handsome men Qinghe mentioned are good-looking enough, but because there are too many of them!
The concept of portrait rights probably didn't exist in ancient times.
Another very important issue is that more than half of the handsome men Qinghe listed were people Su Mowan had never seen before.
This inevitably leads to them having to go out and 'spy'.
Su Mowan touched her chin, a strange light flashing in her eyes.
That evening, Feng Yue, who had left with a long face, returned to the study in Fenghua Palace with the same long face. He said to Prince Qin, who seemed to be waiting impatiently, "Your Majesty, I've investigated. Consort Su has hardly been in the capital for the past two years!"
Is His Highness the King of Qin dissatisfied that such a superficial conclusion was reached?
Seeing that his master's expression was not good, Feng Yue quickly offered another piece of news.
"According to the information I've gathered, General Su has been accompanied by a handsome young man for the past two years! He seems like a strategist, but not quite! Now that General Su has returned to the capital, that young man has also disappeared!"
His Highness the King of Qin's narrow eyes flickered; a handsome young man...
Was it a coincidence, or was it as he suspected?
Just as Murong Jing's suspicions were growing, Feng Yue suddenly said, "I've heard that the young and handsome man is very likely Su Mobai, the eldest son of the Su family."
Su Mobai rarely stays in the capital, something Murong Jing knew without Feng Yue needing to tell him.
His Highness the King of Qin, who had just been convinced of his own speculations and doubts, suddenly began to waver again.
Feng Yue couldn't bear to see his master so indecisive any longer, so he mustered his courage and said, "Master, if you want to know, why don't you ask Consort Su yourself? Besides, I've seen Consort Su dressed as a man before, and she does match the description of the young and handsome man. You might as well ask her!"
His Highness the King of Qin remained silent with a cold expression, but it was clear that he was feeling much better, and Feng Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After a short while, Murong Jing pursed his thin lips.
"Go to Huangfeng Garden."