Emperor An gave Jing Zhe some instructions, then asked, "As for the official position you mentioned, I've never heard of it before, so I need to go back and study it carefully! As for tomorrow's court session, we can warm them up a bit beforehand so they can be prepared..."
Jing Zhe nodded in agreement, thinking to himself, "Acting is something I'm good at!"
So Emperor An said, "Mo Chen, we should go back!"
Su Mochen stood still, fidgeting.
Only when Emperor An repeated himself did she turn around, biting her lip, and say, "Father, I have a few words I'd like to say to Jing Zhe..."
"..."
Emperor An glanced at Jing Zhe, then at Su Mochen, his gaze sweeping over the two of them several times before a thought suddenly popped into his mind.
He then laughed and said, “Alright, I’ll have General Sui clean up the outside first, and you can go out after it’s all cleaned up! I’ll go up the mountain first to see if there are any wild animals.”
After saying that, she pushed open the door and went out, leaving only the two of them in the room.
Since their parting in Yongzhou, several days have passed, and Jing Zhe is once again alone with Su Mochen in a room.
Both of them had changed their mindset; their identities were like an invisible wall separating them.
After Emperor An left, no one spoke. The room was quiet, and the sound of the wind whistling through the windows could be clearly heard.
Seemingly recalling their time in Yongzhou, and thinking about the current estrangement between them, Su Mochen sighed.
With a touch of wistfulness, she said, "Sigh, now that I think about it, I miss those carefree days in Yongzhou. But now, it seems like I can never go back."
Jing Zhe looked at her; her beautiful eyes seemed to be filled with a pool of autumn water, as if afraid they would overflow.
"For example?"
Jing Zhe asked.
"For example... you can say whatever you want, for example... you can go wherever you want, and for example..."
He glanced at Jing Zhe and said calmly, "You and me."
Jing Zhe smiled and said, "Actually, what has changed is not the environment, but people's hearts. If you want, it's easy to go back to the way things were!"
"How do I change back?"
Su Mochen's eyes lit up, and he asked with a smile.
Jing Zhe thought for a moment and recalled, "I remember back in Yongzhou, you weren't who you are now... Pshaw, I mean you weren't a princess yet, no, you weren't even a woman!"
"..."
Seeing the fiery look in Su Mochen's eyes, Jing Zhe quickly said, "I meant when we first met the princess, back when you were still Brother Chen Mo..."
Su Mochen's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and he asked again.
"Then what?"
"Then...the princess could try dressing up as a man!"
We didn't know her identity back then, otherwise, the thought of a princess disguised as a man would be so exciting!
"What's the difference between a woman dressed as a man and what we're doing now?"
Su Mochen wrinkled her nose and asked in confusion.
"The difference is huge!"
Speaking of this, Jing Zhe became excited, "Brother Chen and I can be completely open and honest with each other!"
As he spoke, he glanced at her ample chest and thought that if he were to push it, it would probably feel... good, right?
Seeing his frivolous expression, Su Mochen raised an eyebrow and said, "So, you can peep at me while I'm taking a bath, can you?"
"How can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air again?"
Upon hearing this, Jing Zhe's forehead veins bulged, and he said, "An accident can't be considered peeping. Can something between brothers be considered peeping?"
This prompted Su Mochen to pinch his arm hard, and then, not satisfied, she kicked him with her little foot.
Suddenly, Jing Zhe's cries of pain and Su Mochen's giggles filled the room, instantly creating a joyful atmosphere.
...
A moment later, the two were panting heavily. They straightened their somewhat disheveled clothes and stopped moving.
Perhaps due to a lack of exercise over a long period of time, Su Mochen's face was rosy and delicate, as if water could be squeezed out of it.
Jing Zhe swallowed hard and shifted his gaze to the side.
Holy crap, when did I become such a pervert?
It must be because of the jujube pills; it has nothing to do with me…
After comforting himself for a moment, Jing Zhe thought to himself that it was fortunate no one came in, otherwise his ordinary little squabble with Su Mochen could have been misinterpreted as something inappropriate for children.
He then curled his lip, thinking that with his current abilities, how could it possibly end in less than fifteen minutes? Anyone who thought that was simply insulting his abilities!
"Thank you!"
Su Mochen composed himself and looked at Jing Zhe with a smile.
She wasn't stupid; she knew that Jing Zhe had deliberately said those things to tease her in order to eliminate the estrangement between them. Sure enough, after this playful banter, their relationship seemed to have returned to how it was back in Yongzhou.
Yes, that's nice...
"Your Highness..."
"Don't call me Your Highness anymore!"
Seeing that the relationship between the two had thawed again, Jing Zhe was about to ask Su Mochen if there was any inside information about what official title Emperor An intended to bestow upon him, but he was interrupted as soon as he spoke.
Why not call me Your Highness?
Should we call him baby?
But he's only heard of "Empress Dowager Baby," not "Princess Baby."
While hesitating, Su Mochen tilted his head back, but said with a hint of shyness, "Just call me Mochen!"
"Mo Chen..."
Jing Zhe muttered a few words under his breath, then said with some worry, "If His Majesty heard me shouting like that, he'd probably just order my immediate execution..."
"Won't."
Su Mochen shook his head, "Father will only have you dragged out and flogged a hundred times."
One hundred strokes... that's not much different from immediate execution...
Seeing Jing Zhe's aggrieved expression, Su Mochen found it somewhat amusing. "Alright, in front of outsiders you can continue to call me Your Highness, but when it's just the two of us, you must call me Mochen! And you can't treat me like a princess, just treat me like... Miss Chen from Yongzhou!"
Upon hearing this, Jing Zhe sprawled out on the chair next to him and lazily reached out his hand to Su Mochen.
Su Mochen was taken aback. "What are you doing?"
"Serve some tea. How come you've lost your sense of sight after just a few days, Mo Chen?"
"..."
Su Mochen's face turned bright red. This guy... got into character way too fast!
Oh well, it was her idea anyway, so it's good that he's so relaxed and casual.
Su Mochen obediently went over and poured him a cup of tea.
Wow, it works really well?
"Mo Chen, my shoulder hurts a little."
Su Mochen walked behind him, stretched out her soft little hand, and kneaded him for a while.
"Mo Chen, my legs seem to be a little sore too."
This time, Su Mochen's eyes sharpened, and he walked up to Jing Zhe, not caring about blushing, and lifted his leg up.
"Ouch, ouch, slow down, don't rush!"
Seeing that Su Mochen's movements were clumsy and rough, he quickly reminded him.
Su Mochen seemed not to hear, and lifted Jing Zhe's robe, then removed his trousers...
Is it that professional?
Jing Zhe was somewhat taken aback.
The next moment, Su Mochen's small hands, which seemed to have turned into steel clamps, twisted fiercely towards his thigh.
"ah!!!"
Jing Zhe let out a miserable howl, a mixture of pain and pleasure, that echoed in the room for a long time…
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