bayedsolid Chapter 150 "Shouldn't you also be honest with me?"
Chapter 150 "Shouldn't you also be honest with me?"
Inside the Ninth Prince's mansion, Lin Qianqian sat alone in her room, her face full of sorrow, her thoughts wandering. She unconsciously clenched her small hand tightly into her sleeve, her knuckles turning white, as if it were her only support.
Xiaodie looked at her sullen mistress with worry in her eyes and her brows furrowed. She comforted her, "Miss, is something bothering you?"
Wuming was also comforting her, putting his hand on her shoulder. He was about to speak when Lin Qianqian looked at them, unsure of what to say, and could only sigh helplessly. This made the two of them even more puzzled...
Just then, Murong Feng arrived in a hurry, like a gust of wind carrying anxiety.
Lin Qianqian caught a glimpse of that familiar figure out of the corner of her eye, and immediately stood up, her eyes filled with worry. She asked anxiously, "How is it?"
Murong Feng frowned, as if a heavy burden was pressing down on him, and his helplessness was evident in his expression. He sighed and said, "I have already consulted the imperial physician, who said that I need to get enough sleep. It seems that I will have to keep a close eye on him in the next few days, and I can't let him cause any more trouble."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qianqian's eyes instantly deepened with worry, as if a layer of gloom had settled over them. Her eyes reddened slightly with heartache, as if tears were about to well up.
Immediately afterwards, her brows furrowed involuntarily, like the tangled willow branches in spring, and her lips pursed involuntarily, revealing a deep sense of helplessness and heartache, as if silently expressing her concern and anxiety for that person.
Seeing this, Murong Feng gently placed his hand on Lin Qianqian's shoulder, his lips slightly pursed, his expression full of comfort, and said softly, "This is the second time I've frightened you. To be honest, Fourth Brother didn't mean to do this. He just misses Fourth Sister-in-law too much, and his lovesickness has made him sick, which is why he has developed this hallucination. Alas!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Qianqian's eyes showed no trace of reproach, but instead deep sympathy. She sighed softly, her delicate brows furrowing slightly, and said gently, "I understand. It's truly pitiful that the Fourth Prince, with such deep affection, suffers such torment. I don't blame him... on the contrary... I feel some sympathy for him..." Her words were full of pity and understanding for her fourth brother, Murong Feng.
"Sympathize with whom?" Murong Yi suddenly appeared, asking with a suspicious look on her face.
Upon hearing the sound, Lin Qianqian and Murong Feng subconsciously turned their heads to look, only to see Murong Yi striding up to them, his brows furrowed and his face full of doubt: "What are you whispering about? What exactly happened?"
Just as Murong Feng was about to explain, Lin Qianqian swiftly and subtly stopped him, giving him a quick, meaningful look. Then, feigning composure, she forced a smile: "It's nothing, Your Highness. Um... we just met an old lady, she was so pitiful, we couldn't help but feel sorry for her. That's all."
Murong Feng understood immediately and quickly chimed in, "Yes, Ninth Brother, that's exactly it!"
Murong Yi didn't refute, but simply said "Oh" indifferently. However, his brows furrowed even more. His intuition told him that Lin Qianqian was definitely hiding something from him.
Seeing this, Lin Qianqian subtly winked at Murong Feng, signaling him to hurry back.
Murong Feng understood immediately, nodded slightly in agreement, and then respectfully bid farewell to his elder brother and sister-in-law before turning to leave.
Murong Yi looked serious and turned his gaze to Xiao Die and Wuming. He said in a deep voice, "You two go out first. I have something to discuss with the Princess Consort alone."
Xiao Die and Wuming looked puzzled, but still withdrew as instructed. Lin Qianqian was equally bewildered, unable to fathom what Murong Yi was up to.
After the two left and the door closed, Lin Qianqian was about to ask a question when Murong Yi suddenly pounced on her, trapping her between the wall and himself. His movements were swift and caught Lin Qianqian off guard.
Lin Qianqian looked bewildered, her eyes wide and her brows furrowed as she asked, "Your Highness, what are you doing..." But before she could finish speaking, Murong Yi impatiently leaned down, like a mad beast, and pressed his lips against hers.
His kiss was domineering and relentless, as if he wanted to devour Lin Qianqian completely. At the same time, his deep affection surged forth like a raging tide in every subtle movement. His breath was rapid and hot, carrying endless heat, spraying onto Lin Qianqian's cheeks like a wildfire.
Lin Qianqian was stunned by this sudden action, her mind went blank, and her wide eyes were filled with disbelief. In her panic, her hands instinctively grabbed and pushed against Murong Yi, trying to break free from this dizzying intimacy.
However, Murong Yi remained unmoved, instead pulling her even tighter into his arms, their lips and tongues locked in a frenzied kiss, as if he wanted to completely merge her into his very bones through this kiss.
After a while, Murong Yi slowly released her, but the lingering affection in his heart was still surging. He felt it wasn't enough, so he kissed her forehead deeply again.
Then, he gently cupped Lin Qianqian's cheeks in his hands, staring intently into her eyes, his gaze filled with deep affection and an irresistible intensity, and said softly, "I will always be honest with you, so shouldn't you also be honest with me?"
Lin Qianqian bit her lip slightly, her eyes avoiding Murong Yi's gaze, her face filled with confusion and embarrassment. She stammered, "Your Highness... I..." Her mind was a jumbled mess; she had so much to say, yet she didn't know where to begin.
Murong Yi still held Lin Qianqian's cheeks in his hands, his gaze intense and expectant, as if just looking at her like this would make her reveal everything she was hiding. He leaned closer and asked softly, "Is there something you're hiding from me?" His tone held an urgent desire to know the truth.
Lin Qianqian bit her lower lip, her face slightly pale, her eyes filled with conflict. Murong Yi's sincerity warmed her heart, yet also filled her with guilt. But the thought of how her actions might worry him made her swallow her words. She stammered, "Your Highness, I..." She looked up at Murong Yi, her eyes filled with tears, appearing hesitant to speak.
Lin Qianqian felt a turbulent storm raging within her. Murong Yi's sincere and ardent gaze was like a key, trying to unlock the tightly closed door to her heart. She knew his honesty and understood that this feeling could not be hidden. But once she spoke of it, she feared he would worry about her.
Finally, she sighed softly, her brows furrowing tightly as she silently pondered: "The Prince treats me so sincerely, how can I keep things hidden from him? He has the right to know everything, so why should I betray this deep affection because of momentary worry?"
After thinking it over, Lin Qianqian slowly raised her eyes and looked at Murong Yi, her eyes filled with determination.