All day long.
Fu Junheng clung to Mu Chenshuang, and after she stopped refusing, he became increasingly audacious, either embracing her or holding her, kissing her from time to time. Mu Chenshuang felt as if her lips were being kissed until they were almost peeling off, and the two never separated by even a hand's width.
Jue Ming originally had something to report, but seeing the two being so affectionate from afar, he couldn't believe that the usually ruthless and cold-hearted prince could be so tender and clingy. The scene before him was simply unbearable to watch.
He could only quietly turn and leave.
After dinner.
Fu Junheng reluctantly escorted Mu Chenshuang back to her residence, personally taking her home.
We arrived at the Marquis's residence.
Fu Junheng got off the carriage first, then helped the woman down, but he held her hand tightly and showed no intention of letting go.
Mu Chenshuang looked up at him, her eyes filled with an unbridled tenderness that she could hardly bear. "Aren't you going to let go?"
Fu Junheng took the woman's hand and placed it on his chest, saying in a slightly uncomfortable voice, "I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable here."
Mu Chenshuang blinked and stared at him in confusion, not quite understanding for a moment, and asked, "Why would you suddenly feel discomfort in your chest?"
"Because Shuang'er, you are going back to the manor. I can't see you for even a moment. Just thinking about it makes me feel sad."
Mu Chenshuang immediately realized what he meant, her eyes darkened as she stared at him, "You talk as if you can't get into the Marquis's mansion."
She had previously rejected him firmly, and even though he couldn't leave through the front door, this man could skillfully climb over the wall and pester her.
Fu Junheng smiled slightly, a smile that was captivating and mesmerizing. He said in a deep, ambiguous voice, "So, Shuang'er, are you inviting me to come in with you?"
Mu Chenshuang's heart skipped a beat. This man always misinterpreted her meaning. She turned her gaze away, avoiding his piercing eyes, and directly denied it, "No."
The man suddenly reached out and gently pinched her nose, his eyes full of doting affection, "You're just saying that, you clearly mean it."
Mu Chenshuang felt a tingling sensation in her heart, and quickly covered her nose with her hand, looking up at him and asking, "What are you doing?"
Fu Junheng suddenly looked serious and said, "Aren't you going to do something?"
Mu Chenshuang was taken aback, lowered her hand, and asked, "What does this mean?"
"We're going to be separated soon, what do you think?"
Mu Chenshuang suddenly realized something, her heart tightened, and she said in an annoyed tone, "Fu Junheng, don't push your luck."
Fu Junheng stood straight, motionless, with one arm around the woman's waist, showing no intention of letting go. "Anyway, I don't care."
Arrogant and childish, he seemed capable of standing there all night if Mu Chenshuang didn't satisfy him.
Mu Chenshuang stared at him intently, her expression conflicted and hesitant.
After a long while.
Mu Chenshuang mustered her courage, put her hands on the man's shoulders, stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss him. She originally just wanted to give him a quick peck, then push him away and turn around and leave.
But the moment her lips parted from his, a large hand suddenly gripped the back of her head, and an overwhelming kiss came crashing down on her unexpectedly.
"Hmm..."
Mu Chenshuang was momentarily panicked. There were guards here. This man was truly shameless.
Fu Junheng didn't kiss her for long before slowly releasing her, but their noses were almost touching, breathing each other's hot breaths. Mu Chenshuang felt her heart pounding out of her chest.
All that could be heard was a man's magnetic and seductive voice, "Go back and get some rest. I'll come see you tomorrow."
Mu Chenshuang lowered her eyes slightly, her heart pounding like a young girl's. Her cheeks were already flushed, shy yet alluring, and she murmured a soft "hmm."
Fu Junheng hugged her for a while longer before letting go.
Mu Chenshuang returned to the courtyard.
When Linglong saw her mistress return, she was holding a bunch of apricot blossoms, her face glowing, and her eyes, which were no longer as indifferent as usual, were filled with gentleness and smiles.
"Miss, you're back."
Qi Ye was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard when he saw Mu Chenshuang return and stopped.
Linglong quickly stepped forward.
Mu Chenshuang looked at Linglong and asked, "What's been happening at the Marquis's residence these past two days?"
Linglong replied, "Nothing's wrong, everything's normal." Then she cautiously asked, "Miss... didn't come back last night."
Mu Chenshuang didn't explain further, but instructed, "Prepare a vase and put these flowers in it."
Linglong didn't want to ask any more questions, so she just said "oh".
However, judging from how good the young lady's complexion and mood are, it seems that she has been very happy with Crown Prince Junheng these past two days.
Judging from this, it seems that Miss has really fallen for Crown Prince Junheng.
Linglong went to get the vase.
Mu Chenshuang looked at Qi Ye, stepped forward, and asked, "How is it?"
Qi Ye replied, "Miss guessed correctly, Qing Kui does indeed possess martial arts skills."
Yesterday, Mu Chenshuang asked him to test whether Qingkui had any martial arts skills, but he couldn't let her find out.
"It seems we need to investigate who she really works for."
Qi Ye said worriedly, "That day when she left the manor, she was probably sending a message outside. But she was in the kitchen the whole time. What if she noticed you, Miss...?"
Mu Chenshuang lowered her eyelids slightly, her eyes dark and unfathomable. It was impossible to know what she was thinking. "If this gets out, there will be a reaction soon. All we can do is react as the situation unfolds."
That's all.
Mu Chenshuang walked forward, and Qi Ye glanced at her and recognized the silk ribbon tied to her hair.
"Miss."
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