Chapter Ten: Bathhouse Dress-Up Game
As the mist rose, Li Bao'er covered her chest with her hands, her eyes red-rimmed, and tiny water droplets still clung to her eyelashes as she looked up at the man by the pool.
"I...I didn't know this was your private bath."
"I'm sorry, but could Your Highness please turn around first?" Her voice trembled, whether from anger or embarrassment, it was hard to tell.
Even though Li Bao'er is a person who traveled from the 21st century and has avant-garde ideas.
But that doesn't mean she can openly and shamelessly be stared at by a man!
Mu Cenlin remained completely still.
He looked down at her condescendingly.
Amidst the swirling mist, her jet-black hair clung damply to her neck, making her skin appear as smooth and white as snow.
Her eyes were red with shame and indignation, her lips were stubbornly pursed, and her shoulders were trembling slightly.
Every detail was clearly captured by Mu Cenlin's eyes.
There is no denying that Lai Po-yee is extremely beautiful.
It wasn't the kind of flamboyant beauty, but rather a delicate and graceful charm, like the misty rain of Jiangnan. Yet, being pushed to its extreme at this moment, it revealed a fragile and alluring vulnerability. Like a crabapple tree soaked by rain, trembling on the branch, it made one want to... humiliate it.
As if guided by some unseen force, Mu Cen stepped forward.
Seeing that Mu Cenlin not only did not retreat, but instead moved closer and closer, Li Bao'er finally couldn't hold back anymore.
In desperation, he roared, "Mu Cenlin! If you dare look again, I'll gouge your eyes out!"
silence.
The only sound was the soft thud of water droplets falling.
After a long pause, Mu Cenlin suddenly chuckled softly.
The laughter was deep and hoarse, as if it came from the chest, carrying a hint of danger.
"Gouge out my eyes?" He slowly squatted down to look her in the eye.
"Miss Li looks like this now."
He picked up a strand of her wet hair with his fingertips and twirled it between his fingers.
"What are you going to dig with?" The voice carried a hint of mockery.
Li Bao'er was thoroughly enraged by his shameless attitude. She glared at him fiercely, her eyes still red, but she forced a fierce look.
"What business is it of mine what I use to dig!"
She was sharp-tongued, but her mind was racing with ideas.
Why not take this opportunity to test the waters and see what Mu Cenlin's attitude towards her really is?
As soon as the thought crossed her mind, Li Bao'er suddenly raised her face, a provocative smile curling at the corner of her lips.
"Your Highness, aren't you afraid I'll cling to you and force you to marry me after you've ruined my reputation like this?"
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly raised her hand and covered Mu Cenlin's eyes with her fingertips.
The world was suddenly plunged into darkness.
Mu Cenlin froze, his breathing becoming almost imperceptibly heavy.
Li Bao'er's palm was warm and damp, carrying the steam from the bath, and gently pressed against his eyelids.
Her gentle, orchid-like breath was right next to my ear, so close I could even smell the faint medicinal fragrance in her hair.
The air seemed to freeze at that moment, and even the sound of water droplets falling could be clearly heard.
Li Bao'er's heart pounded like a drum, and her fingertips trembled slightly.
She wondered if she had gone too far. What if this lunatic strangled her the next second?
But then I thought, we'll suffer together, we'll die together!
But Li Bao'er discovered something interesting: the cold-faced Yama... actually had red ears?!
That faint blush spread from the tip of her ear all the way down to her neck, standing out starkly against her pale skin.
"Where does Miss Li get her confidence?"
Mu Cenlin suddenly spoke, his voice low and hoarse, as if he was suppressing some emotion.
"Do you think I would pick up Mu Yuan's discarded worn-out shoes?"
Li Bao'er's fingertips froze.
How can someone with a 37-degree mouth speak in a minus fifty-degree environment?!
Despite being mentally prepared, hearing Mu Cenlin's undisguised disgust still felt like a sharp squeeze on the heart, and a sour feeling instantly welled up in the throat.
Li Bao'er abruptly pulled her hand back and shoved him hard: "Then why was the prince staring at me the whole time?!"
Mu Cenlin was pushed back slightly by her, but he didn't move at all. Instead, a smile appeared on his lips.
Li Bao'er was even angrier and added defiantly, "Anyone who didn't know better would think that the prince has fallen for me!"
After saying that, she reached for her pile of dirty clothes quickly and urgently, as if she wanted to escape this awkward and chaotic situation as soon as possible.
But Li Bao'er didn't notice that Mu Cenlin's gaze darkened as she panicked, and his Adam's apple bobbed silently.
Just as Li Bao'er grabbed the hem of her clothes, a cold laugh came from behind her.
"What, has the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's family become so poor that she can't even afford a decent set of clothes?"
Mu Cenlin leaned against the screen with his arms crossed, his robe half-wet, water droplets rolling down his sleeves.
His gaze swept over the tattered cloth in her hand, and a mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips.
Or perhaps...
"Does Miss Li enjoy being humiliated like this?"
Li Bao'er's fingertips stiffened, as if she had been stabbed in the chest.
That bastard's words are so incredibly awful!
Li Bao'er clenched the dirty clothes in her hand, but still forced a cold smile: "Your Highness is really nosy. I can wear whatever I want!"
Mu Cenlin's eyes darkened.
Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed her wrist, his grip so tight it almost crushed her bones.
Wear this!
As he spoke, Mu Cenlin kicked the dirty clothes into the pool.
Only that moon-white, soft silk dress remained on the screen.
Mu Cenlin's tone was dangerous, "I want to see if you're going out naked or wearing new clothes today?"
"Are you crazy?!" Li Bao'er's pupils dilated in shock.
She was completely bewildered by Mu Cenlin's actions.
The mighty Prince Jing, a ruthless killer on the battlefield who cuts through life like vegetables, is now forcing her to play a dress-up game by the bathtub?!
Is Mu Cenlin bored out of his mind? Or is it...?
That so-called old friend was so important to him that he even needed a substitute to wear his clothes?
Li Bao'er glared angrily at the culprit, "Get out! I'll change!"
She couldn't fight city hall; she couldn't very well go out naked.
She endured it! It was because she had wronged him in the past.
After Li Bao'er finished dressing and left, only Miao Yi was waiting outside the door; Mu Cenlin was nowhere to be seen.
A pale white silk dress draped over her slender figure, and her wet hair, pulled back, revealed her jade-like nape.
Miao Yi gasped.
When Li Bao'er was unconscious, she felt that this person was delicate and beautiful.
After washing up and changing into new clothes, she looked as beautiful and aloof as a pear blossom after the rain.
“Miss, the Prince instructed me to escort you out of the manor.” Miao Yi stepped forward, bowed, and lowered her head, not daring to look at him again.
Thank you.
Li Bao'er followed Miao Yi out of the palace.
Upon reaching the gates of the Prince's mansion, Miao Yi hesitated before speaking, "Miss, would you please walk back yourself?"
"His Highness...His Highness has instructed that a carriage cannot be prepared for you."
After saying that, Miao Yi seemed to feel ashamed and ran away without looking back.
Miao Yi did feel ashamed. Although the prince was rumored to be cruel and ruthless, he actually treated his servants very well.
She truly never expected that the prince would order the beauty he had personally carried back to be left on the street, forcing her to walk back.
I can't figure it out, I don't understand, is he just a typical straight man?
Li Bao'er stood in the middle of the long street, her fist hardening in her sleeve.
Very well, the mad prince's reply is actually a primary school student's level of not letting you ride in the carriage?
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