Chapter 193: Trouble Arises Again (Part 1)

Chapter 193: Trouble Arises Again (Part 1)

The afternoon sun brought a gentle warmth.

In the Ráo Xiāng Pavilion, amidst waterside pavilions and terraces.

Budding flowers and tender leaves exuded a faint fragrance, while a warm breeze caressed their faces, causing their hair to sway gently. Sū ráo and Sū èr sat facing each other.

After another day of rest, Sū ráo's pale complexion had regained a slight rosy hue. Her cold had improved significantly, though she still occasionally couldn't suppress a cough. Nevertheless, she was much better than the night before, with her lips now red and plump.

With another light cough, Sū ráo took a sip of tea from the cup on the table to soothe her throat. She looked at Sū èr, who remained silent, and pressed her lips together without speaking, maintaining the silence.

"Ráo-ér..."

It was only when Sū èr called her "Ráo-ér" instead of "Little Sister."

"Do you have nothing to say to your Second Brother?"

Sū ráo placed the cup down and lifted her eyes to look at Sū èr before slightly curling her lips.

"What does Second Brother want Ráo-ér to say?"

Sū èr's breathing suddenly became heavy as his indifferent gaze fell on Sū ráo. The distant aura vanished, replaced by a somber one.

"I've said before that I wouldn't interfere in Little Sister's affairs. If Little Sister doesn't want to marry Jìyuè and doesn't like him, then even if I knew about Jìyuè's feelings for you, I never thought of forcing you.

But...

Who came to Little Sister's courtyard last night? Were the black-clothed men chasing Little Sister on Queya Mountain really just arranged by Little Sister herself?"

Indeed...

Sū ráo pressed her lips tighter.

From the moment Sū èr arrived at the Ráo Xiāng courtyard this morning with an extremely solemn demeanor, Sū ráo knew he had noticed Hán Mòchén's visit last night.

For an unmarried young lady, having a man repeatedly enter her chambers, especially late at night, was something a brother could no longer ignore, especially concerning Sū ráo's safety.

"Second Brother..."

Suddenly, a thud echoed in the corner, interrupting Sū ráo's words.

Both Sū ráo and Sū èr turned to look, and a glimpse of YUEHUA's color entered their vision, causing both their expressions to change abruptly.

This shade of YUEHUA belonged exclusively to one person.

Sū èr immediately stood up and strode over.

Sū ráo's brows furrowed tightly, but after a moment, she followed. However, the person who had fallen was not Yún Jì, but Yún Mujing.

The Seventh Prince, always dressed in purple silk, was now wearing the attire of the Jìyuè Prince, clearly disguised as him.

His face was flushed, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. At first glance, Sū ráo knew Yún Mujing had been drugged with something that induced desire.

"Yún Mujing..."

Sū èr's indifferent expression suddenly turned chaotic as he crouched to help Yún Mujing up, but Yún Mujing slapped his hand away.

Don't touch me.

Struggling against the raging sensations within, his eyes, filled with feminine allure, looked at Sū ráo.

His gaze was hazy, and beads of sweat continued to form on his forehead.

Seeing this, Sū èr's expression darkened, and the chaos in his heart vanished, replaced by a colder demeanor. He directly called out to Sū Hán.

Prepare water.

He lifted Yún Mujing, intending to take him out of Sū ráo's courtyard.

Despite his mind and body already being overwhelmed, Yún Mujing somehow found the strength to push Sū èr away.

His face grew even redder, his eyes rimmed with a flush of color, and his hazy gaze lingered on Sū èr, filled with seductive allure.

"Sū Yùmò, don't touch me, don't touch me..."

A low growl emerged, and a hint of panic appeared in those alluring eyes, which Sū ráo noticed keenly.

Why is he so panicked by Second Brother's touch...

Her almond-shaped eyes fell on Yún Mujing's face, more beautiful and seductive than any woman's. In his current state, drugged with aphrodisiacs, he seemed like a living, breathing seductress.

"A seductive woman."

Sū ráo suddenly spoke.

Have Yīsù and Sū Hán prepare ice water in the Ráo Xiāng courtyard.

Sū èr looked at Sū ráo, noticing no concern on her face regarding Yún Mujing's condition, and then glanced at Yún Mujing again.

Seeing him struggling to maintain control, yet still wary and defensive...

After a moment, Sū èr stepped back, his voice icy and indifferent:

"Yun Mujing, if you dare to do anything to my little sister..."

Yun Mujing leaned against Rao, seemingly ignoring Su Er's threat.

Already drowsy and half-asleep.

"Rao, don't... don't hand me over to your second brother. You promised me..."

The voice, as weak as a mosquito, could only be heard by Rao because Yun Mujing was so close to her. She heard it clearly.

Her peach-blossom eyes flickered, a deep expression surfacing.

When Yun Mujing was fully submerged in the icy water, the intense flush on his face diminished slightly.

Yet, the feminine softness in his features became even more pronounced.

With a face as handsome as Pan An's, tears rolled down his cheeks, sliding over his tempting Adam's apple, crystal clear and adding to his allure.

Rao's gaze fell on Yun Mujing's face, then moved to his throat, lingering there for a moment before dropping to his chest.

His inner garment clung to his body, but it did not reveal what she had expected...

Could it be that she was wrong?

Su Er sat outside in the hall, a screen blocking the view of the inside.

His indifferent gaze never left the screen.

If Yun Mujing made any improper move toward Rao, he would immediately intervene.

Time ticked by, and suddenly, a sound came from within the room.

Su Er stood up abruptly.

"Second Brother, I'm fine..."

Rao quickly spoke, hearing Su Er's reaction.

Her slender fingers were caught by Yun Mujing's long hand emerging from the water. He opened his eyes, the haze in them dissipating, and his gaze fixed on Rao's face. Suddenly, he flashed a seductive smile.

"Rao, what are you trying to do? Are you going to tease me like you did when we were children..."

His hoarse voice carried a deep, enthralling charm, and his tempting Adam's apple bobbed as he spoke.

"But Su Yumuo is outside. Do you want him to know? Will you let him know?"

With two low-voiced questions, Yun Mujing rose directly from the water.

Water splashed outward.

His tall and slender figure, clad in a Yuehua-colored robe, clung tightly to his body, revealing his well-defined abs.

Although the effects of the drug had largely subsided, perhaps due to Rao's presence, Yun Mujing was not fully awake. His enthralling gaze held an indescribable emotion that Rao could easily detect.

"Rao, I knew it. I knew you have a heart of gold despite your sharp tongue. How could you hurt me? You said you would protect me..."

Rao's eyebrows furrowed, and she suddenly shook off Yun Mujing's hand holding her wrist.

Yun Mujing lost his balance and sat back into the tub.

Water rippled and splashed, and the icy water-soaked robe's collar was pulled open, revealing his flat, pale chest to Rao's eyes.

Not a single feminine feature.

A man, truly a man, with a face more beautiful than most women, but unmistakably male. She had been wrong.

With another loud splash, Su Er finally strode in.

"Su Yumuo..."

Seeing Su Er, Yun Mujing quickly pulled up the collar of his robe, feeling panicked again.

He moved swiftly, leaping out of the tub and grabbing the Yuehua outer robe to cover himself, his entire demeanor cold and furious.

"Who allowed you to come in? Get out... get out."

Despite his obvious anger, the clarity in his eyes once again turned hazy, and the fading flush returned to Yun Mujing's face.