lcionline Chapter 34 I didn't pinch the wrong one, this king just wanted to pinch you.
Chapter 34 I didn't pinch the wrong one, this king just wanted to pinch you.
After the dinner, Mr. and Mrs. Su saw their daughter and son-in-law out.
Of course, this does not include Su Mowan.
Su Mowan followed at a distance, listening to Su Liushi's endless explanations, and couldn't help but purse her lips.
Su Mobai, who was walking side by side with her, suddenly winked at her: "Someone's coming."
Who could be out so late at night?
Su Mowan casually tossed her head and stared blankly at the carriage slowly approaching outside the gate.
Su Mobai's teasing voice rang in her ears again: "What did I tell you before? Were you surprised?"
Su Mowan remained silent.
This isn't a surprise, it's a shock!
A magnificent carriage stopped outside the gate of the General's Mansion. Sixteen guards reined in their horses, and Feng Yue dismounted and respectfully opened the carriage door.
Murong Jin was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and called out, "Third Brother."
Startled for a moment, Su Yuandao quickly led Su Liushi and a group of servants forward to kneel in respect.
Su Mowan glanced at the cold-faced man in the wheelchair and secretly curled her lip.
Across the kneeling crowd, Murong Jing's cold gaze swept over Su Mowan, his voice filled with extreme displeasure.
"Such high and mighty attitude? Does she only return to her residence if I, the King, come to fetch her?"
Su Mowan was taken aback.
After a moment's thought, she remembered what Murong Jing had said to her that morning.
He said to eat and then leave, not to stay any longer.
Su Mowan blinked. Wasn't this just something she said offhand?
At that moment, Su Mobai's teasing voice rang in his ears again: "See that? Now that's what a man is like."
"..."
Su Mowan rubbed the goosebumps on her arms and took a step back.
Upon hearing Murong Jing's voice, Su Yuandao's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked up and said, "Your Highness, please calm down! It was my wife who wanted to keep Wan'er to talk a little longer, which is why we were late in returning to the manor. Please don't blame Wan'er!"
Su Huayue's expression was rather unpleasant.
Although she is the Princess Consort of Chu and does not need to kneel, her father and mother are still kneeling. Even if His Highness the Prince of Qin wants to get angry at Su Mowan, he has to make them stand up first!
Thinking of this, Su Huayue quickly turned around to look for Su Mowan's figure, only to find that Su Mowan was standing quietly in the threshold, just one step away from stepping out but refusing to, with Su Mobai standing beside her.
Su Huayue gritted her teeth inwardly, realizing she had underestimated that bitch Su Mowan!
Murong Jing cast a cold gaze at Su Mowan: "What are you still standing there for? Come here!"
Su Mowan inwardly scoffed.
Can't we at least give her some face in front of so many people?
Su Mobai pulled her aside and said with a smile, "Your Highness Prince Qin, how have you been? Why did you come to pick up Mo Wan in person today? It's only been a day, there's no need to be so nervous."
Murong Jing said calmly, "Of course I'm nervous. I prepared many gifts for her to bring back. She hasn't returned all day. Who knows if she encountered bandits on the way?"
"..."
Su Mowan was speechless.
This time, Su Yuandao reacted quickly, bowing again and saying, "Yes, yes, yes! Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. Such a generous gift has gone to great lengths!"
"It was indeed expensive."
"..."
"However, it's rare for her to return to the General's Mansion, so I can afford to do so."
"..."
After Murong Jing finished speaking, his cold gaze swept over them again.
Su Mowan glanced at Su Liushi, who was still kneeling on the ground, and stepped out of the threshold.
Before she could even reach Murong Jing's side, she heard Su Huayue's sarcastic voice from behind: "Your Highness Prince Qin is so attentive to your sister, Huayue is quite envious. But why didn't Your Highness come back to have a meal with your sister today?"
Su Mowan paused, turned her head slightly, and said, "Then you don't need to be envious. It's just that you stayed a little longer and they made such a big fuss to arrest you. I'm sure you wouldn't be happy with such attention. His Highness Prince Chu is much better. He's always with you wherever he goes. That's what it means to care about you."
After saying that, he didn't even look at Murong Jing and got into the carriage.
This action left most of the people present wide-eyed.
This is incredibly audacious! They're showing absolutely no respect for His Highness the King of Qin!
Standing on the threshold, Su Mobai's lips curled into a smile, and his fox-like eyes curved upwards.
"master……"
Standing to the side, Feng Yue had no choice but to speak up.
Murong Jing then spoke up, "Fourth brother, it's getting late, I'll be leaving now."
Before leaving, his gaze swept coldly across Su Huayue's face.
Su Huayue shuddered.
Once the carriage had gone some distance, Su Yuandao helped Su Liushi up and said to Murong Jin, "Your Highness, it's getting late, so I won't see you off any further."
Murong Jin nodded slightly, said 'Farewell', and walked towards her carriage.
Su Huayue glanced at Su Liushi, bit her lip, and followed.
Once everyone had left the area in front of the General's Mansion, Su Liushi said with lingering fear, "General, this Prince Qin is indeed not someone to be trifled with!"
Su Yuandao narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully, "I'm afraid that His Highness Prince Qin's trip is not so simple."
Su Liu snorted and said indignantly, "No matter how extraordinary His Highness Prince Qin is, Mo Wan still dares to give him attitude. Your daughter is the most extraordinary one!"
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It was completely dark, and the streets were almost deserted, with only the clatter of horses' hooves echoing through the empty streets.
Su Mowan rode in the same carriage she had come in. Granny Wei and two second-class maids put down their things and returned to the Prince of Qin's mansion. Chaoyang also led a group of guards to the camp.
So at this time there were only two carriages and sixteen guards led by Feng Yue.
Su Mowan felt a bit suffocated and closed her eyes without speaking, so Qinghe didn't dare to utter a sound either.
When the carriage reached the intersection of Zhuque Street and Qinglong Street, it suddenly lurched violently, followed by the neighing of the horses.
Su Mowan hurriedly got up, and at the same time, she heard Feng Yue's low shout from outside the carriage.
"who?!"
Qinghe was already dizzy from being jostled around so much that Yinshuang quickly grabbed her.
"I'm fine! You quickly protect Consort Su!"
Qinghe clung to the carriage window and said urgently.
When Yinshuang turned around, Su Mowan was nowhere to be seen.
Su Mowan was taking advantage of the darkness to approach Murong Jing's carriage.
A series of eerie winds swept around them, and Su Mowan crouched down, finally managing to move to the side of Murong Jing's carriage.
At this moment, hundreds of men in black appeared from all sides and attacked the carriage. A hundred arrows were fired simultaneously at the carriage, and the guards drew their swords and slashed them.
Without further hesitation, Su Mowan flipped over and got into Murong Jing's car.
Before she could even get up, a slightly cool hand grabbed her neck, sending chills down her spine.
"It's me! It's me! Your Highness, you've pinched the wrong person!"
Su Mowan called out softly while patting Murong Jing's wrist.
The hand on her neck loosened, but she heard Murong Jing give a cold snort.
"I didn't pinch the wrong one, I just wanted to pinch you."
"..."
Su Mowan rolled her eyes in the darkness. Was this person holding a grudge against her for what she had just said in front of the General's Mansion?
Just as she was about to get up, an arrow flew through the air with a whooshing sound. Before she could react, she was pulled away by a strong force and fell into a firm embrace.
Murong Jing's displeased voice came from behind him: "What are you staring at? Did you get dumbfounded by being pinched?"
Su Mowan struggled to sit up, and then felt a tightness around her waist.
"Where else do you think you're going? Stay put and behave yourself!"
"..."
How could she be seen as a burden by Murong Jing?
Su Mowan felt a little aggrieved.
She came here to 'save people,' so why was she being disliked instead?
If it weren't for the fact that Murong Jing was in a wheelchair and had difficulty moving around, she wouldn't have bothered with his business!
The woman in his arms finally quieted down. Murong Jing loosened his grip and said coldly, "Why aren't you staying in the carriage? What are you doing running around?"
Su Mowan didn't want to say anything more, and only retorted: "It's dark and you can't see the road, so it's just 'running around blindly'!"
Just then, three arrows shot through the window simultaneously, heading straight for the two of them, with Murong Jing still having one arm around her waist...
Before Su Mowan could think, she pushed Murong Jing behind her to the side, quickly raised one leg and swept it horizontally, knocking away two arrows.
One left!
The distance was too close, and Su Mowan only had time to slightly turn her body before a sharp pain shot through her shoulder.
Su Mowan stumbled and bumped against the carriage wall.
She didn't look at the arrow in her shoulder, but instead softly called out, "Your Highness, are you alright?"
After waiting for a while, they still didn't hear Murong Jing's voice. The fighting outside was getting more and more intense, with the sounds of swords clashing constantly.
Su Mowan gritted her teeth and prepared to move over to check if Murong Jing had been knocked unconscious.
She had only taken two steps when Su Mowan felt a dizzying sensation before her eyes and her head became heavy. Then she fell into an embrace filled with the fragrance of orchids.
Su Mowan tugged at Murong Jing's sleeve, letting out a sigh of relief: "Your Highness, what's wrong with you? Why didn't you answer just now? I thought—"
"I do not wish to return."
"..."
Su Mowan leaned on Murong Jing's shoulder, her head growing heavier and heavier: "Your Highness, the arrow might be poisoned, but... it won't kill me. Don't rush to prepare a coffin for me, it's unnecessary..."
Murong Jing tightened his grip on her shoulder slightly.
He was about to say something when Su Mowan's head lolled to the side, and she fainted...