"want."
Shen Muqing hadn't swallowed the tea in her mouth yet, and mumbled indistinctly as she looked at Song Jinhe with a smile. The female lead is really beautiful, and she's such a nice person too.
"Okay." Song Jinhe continued pouring for her, feeling a little embarrassed by Shen Muqing's burning gaze. She unconsciously raised her hand to wipe her face. Could it be that she hadn't wiped the dirt off her face yet?
The two masters got along fairly well in the pavilion, while Zhu Qiu and Bai Zhi outside were exchanging glances and clearly disliked each other.
Why hasn't your Crown Princess left yet?
"What's it to you?"
"Could it be that she's using this as an excuse to stay and see His Highness the Crown Prince?"
"What a joke! My lady can see the Crown Prince anytime she wants."
"You probably don't even believe that yourself."
The two of them chatted away, each taking turns saying something, determined not to let a word slip by.
Shen Muqing: "This tea should be given to the two of them."
"Bai Zhi," Song Jinhe called to Bai Zhi, "come and have some tea."
"Yes." Bai Zhi looked at Zhu Qiu provocatively, her boastful expression as if to say, "Look how good my master is to me."
Zhu Qiu was a little deflated, but after a few seconds Shen Muqing spoke up: "Zhu Qiu, you come too." Upon being called upon, Zhu Qiu straightened her back again, looking back with a defiant gaze, as if to say, "Look, my mistress is also very good to me."
Another reason for inviting them over for tea is that they are too talkative, so drinking tea will prevent them from arguing with each other.
Song Jinhe, who had been pouring water for everyone, hadn't had a cup of water yet. Shen Muqing wanted to pour her a cup, so he stood up and took the teapot, saying, "Let me pour you a cup. You've been busy for so long and haven't even had a cup of tea that you brewed yourself."
"Thank you."
"Can I call you Ahe?"
"Of course." Song Jinhe drank the tea that Shen Muqing had poured for her, and for some reason she could taste a hint of sweetness in it.
"Ahe, can I come visit you often from now on?"
Shen Muqing called out to Song Jinhe sweetly, her sweet voice making it hard to refuse.
"good."
"Ahe, you're so kind. Let me pour you another glass."
The teapot had just boiled again, and without thinking, Shen Muqing reached out and touched it. As expected, the teapot handle was so hot that Shen Muqing immediately threw it on the table as soon as she lifted it. The teapot shattered, and scalding tea splashed everywhere.
Song Jinhe was wearing a white gauze dress. Tea splashed onto her arms, soaking them in patches. The dress clung to her arms, burning her skin and making her frown.
Shen Muqing was also burned, wincing in pain, but she ignored herself and instead looked anxiously at Song Jinhe.
"Ahe, are you alright? I didn't mean to."
"Chen Muqing!"
Mo Yunjing, who was outside the door, saw the whole scene clearly. He, who was usually calm and composed, would lose his composure whenever he was around Shen Muqing.
He strode towards Song Jinhe, anxiously checking her injuries. He noticed red marks on her arm from the burns, and his tone became even harsher.
"Did I warn you to behave yourself?"
Shen Muqing felt a slight pain in her heart as she was scolded in such a harsh tone; it was the first time someone had dared to curse her like that.
"You vicious woman, stay away from my Ahe."
"From now on, you are not allowed to come to Luoxia Pavilion without my permission."
"From today onwards, you will stay in Tingyuxuan and reflect on your actions. You may come out when you have finished reflecting."
Mo Yunjing's face was clouded with anger. Shen Muqing was already firmly in his mind, and he subconsciously felt that Shen Muqing was capable of all kinds of evil deeds.
Song Jinhe, who was being shown concern by Mo Yunjing, was not happy. Instead, she glared at Mo Yunjing with disgust.
"Qingqing accidentally spilled the tea, why are you being so fierce?"
"Ah He, you haven't spent time with her, so you don't know what kind of person she is." Mo Yunjing looked at Song Jinhe's burns with heartache and gently breathed on them.
"You've only ever spent time with her? It's laughable that His Highness the Crown Prince would rely on hearsay."
Song Jinhe walked over to Shen Muqing to examine her injuries. They weren't very serious, but her skin was delicate, and the skin that had been splashed with tea was all red, which was a shocking sight.
She certainly didn't think Shen Muqing did it on purpose. After all, no one would intentionally harm themselves to inflict damage on the enemy. Besides, she was very good at judging people; there was no ulterior motive in Shen Muqing's eyes.
"I'll go get your medicine."
Just as Song Jinhe was about to leave, a slender hand tugged at her sleeve. Following the hand's gaze, she met Shen Muqing's pitiful expression, and she immediately understood.
"Mo Yunjing, I'm going to get Qingqing's medicine. You'd better not say anything or do anything."
Mo Yunjing was even angrier after being warned by his sweetheart. He knew that Shen Muqing was a troublemaker. He nodded reluctantly. If he didn't do as Song Jinhe said, she would probably ignore him for many days.
After Song Jinhe left, Shen Muqing made a face at Mo Yunjing, as if to say, "What can you do to me?"
"Heh." Mo Yunjing was furious and about to open his mouth when he saw Shen Muqing's expression change. Large tears streamed down her face as she cried silently, as if she had been bullied terribly.
"Mo Yun Jing!"
Song Jinhe quickly grabbed the ointment and came out, only to see Shen Muqing crying without warning. Without a doubt, it must have been Mo Yunjing who made her cry.
Her sharp gaze swept over Mo Yunjing, but returned to normal when facing Shen Muqing. She awkwardly wiped away Shen Muqing's tears.
"Qingqing, don't cry, don't cry, be good."
"Ah He, hiccup, I didn't mean to." Shen Muqing cried sadly, but after holding back her sobs for a long time, she started hiccuping. She said intermittently, "I'm sorry, Ah He, it's all my fault. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have gotten burned."
Because her crying was silent, it seemed as if she had suffered a great injustice, making people feel heartbroken.
"It's okay, I know Qingqing didn't mean it."
Song Jinhe comforted Shen Muqing, saying that she had suffered much more serious injuries while collecting herbs in the village before, and that this was just a minor burn that would heal quickly.
"I'm glad Ahe doesn't blame me." Shen Muqing responded softly, and Song Jinhe lifted her sleeve and gently wiped the medicine on her.
Mo Yunjing was extremely familiar with this scene: Song Jinhe bowing her head and carefully applying medicine to Shen Muqing. Ah He had treated him the same way before. His handsome face twitched, but Shen Muqing was perfectly fine.
While Song Jinhe was applying medicine to her head, Shen Muqing gloated with the air of a victor, his mouth opening and closing silently.
"Serves you right!" Who told you to be so foul-mouthed and insult me?
Mo Yunjing: "......"
"Take this medicine home, Qingqing. Apply it three times a day and you'll recover quickly. Don't worry, it won't leave a scar."
"Thank you, Ah He." Shen Muqing affectionately put her arm around Song Jinhe and rested her head on her shoulder. Song Jinhe patted her head in response. "It was nothing."
Shen Muqing's gaze met Mo Yunjing's dark, almost red eyes. Her eyes darted around, and she said to Song Jinhe in a coquettish tone:
"Ahe, can I come visit you again in the future?"
"Of course, you can come whenever you want."
Shen Muqing's eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed again as if she had just remembered something. "But, but His Highness the Crown Prince won't let me come."
Seeing her pitiful expression ignited a nameless rage in Mo Yunjing; no matter how much you guard against it, it's hard to guard against a traitor within your own family.
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