Chapter 18: The Disabled Young Lady (Part Eighteen)

Chapter 18: The Disabled Young Mistress (Part Eighteen)

Thinking this, she naturally asked, “Why have you come?”

Very leisurely?

Su Kui wrinkled her small nose and furrowed her delicate brows. Her freshly awakened face was rosy and tender, looking exceedingly adorable.

But the disdainful look in her eyes was clear as day to Jun Mo. He coughed twice with his right hand loosely held near his lips, his voice tinged with amusement. “I heard you were ill?”

Su Kui rolled her eyes in exasperation. She thought, it’s barely been a short while, and he already knows. Isn’t this just a clear sign that Jun Mo has planted spies around her?

If spies were planted, wouldn’t he also know that her illness was fake?

Such a boring man.

The saying goes that lovers see each other as beauties; Jun Mo thought everything about Su Kui was perfect. Even though they’d met only twice today, somehow his heart had inexplicably settled on this little ungrateful girl, and he couldn’t pull it back.

“Thank you for your concern, Your Highness, but do you know that men and women should not touch, especially here in the Palace of Reserved Elegance? And I, Kui, am merely a candidate maiden! What place does your behavior leave the Emperor, or me?”

If others found out—like Feng Qingqing, who had always eyed her with jealousy—ten Su Kuis wouldn’t suffice to pay the price.

Her words, cold yet laced with anger, broke through Jun Mo’s thoughts.

“I…” Jun Mo frowned, wanting to say he truly didn’t care about the Emperor, but feared such blatant disrespect would frighten Su Kui.

After some thought, he realized he didn’t know how to answer properly.

Lv Yao was the spy he had planted within the palace, now tasked with caring for and protecting Su Kui.

Anything that happened to Su Kui would be reported to him in meticulous detail the moment it occurred.

Naturally, he knew Su Kui was pretending to be ill, yet he felt uneasy, worried what if she really was unwell.

Now, seeing her flushed cheeks, scrunched nose, and slightly pouted cherry lips glaring at him as if she were quite fierce…

The effect was…

Exactly like a tsundere little kitten. Jun Mo suppressed a smile and gently patted her fluffy little head. “Don’t be afraid. With me here, no one can harm you.”

He even dared to smile!

Su Kui scratched him away with one paw and scooted toward the foot of the bed, glaring with cat-like eyes as if accusing him, “Who told you that? Don’t think I don’t understand—I am a candidate maiden! Since stepping through these palace gates, I have become the Emperor’s property. What you’re doing now—is it your intention to kill me?”

As she spoke, tears of grievance slipped down, dropping one by one onto the embroidered quilt, instantly soaking it through.

It was a classic case of the guilty crying “catch the thief.”

Jun Mo couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time. Did he not see the cunning flickering in her eyes? Though she appeared heartbroken, there was not a trace of fear in her gaze.

Besides, as the current Regent Prince, did she not know what that title implied?

Su Kui hung her head, sobbing uncontrollably, while the little voice inside her heart jumped wildly: Comfort me! Comfort me! Stretch out your thigh! Tell me you are my support! Come on, come on!

The little voice was wildly exuberant. If Jun Mo knew what Su Kui was imagining in her heart, he wouldn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Just as Su Kui was bitterly wondering why Jun Mo hadn’t come to comfort her yet,

A warm, dry hand lifted her delicate chin, while the other gently wiped away the tears from her face.

(End of chapter)