MCSCPM -Chapter 55 He Actually Wants to Sleep With Her

The move Chu Jingcheng had just made didn’t seriously injure the leg, but the sudden pain was enough to make someone nearly faint. Nangong Wan could barely walk and had to lean on her maid as they made their way back to her residence.

Chu Jingcheng watched them leave, then turned his attention back to Yin Qingyue.

“Miss Yin, rise.”

She had been kneeling after the earlier incident. Hearing him speak, Yin Qingyue quickly stood and coldly replied, “Thank you, Prince Jing. I shall take my leave.”

Fearing he might suddenly reach out again, she hurried forward. Chu Jingcheng’s lips curved slightly. “What’s this? Already afraid of me?”

Yin Qingyue didn’t respond and continued walking ahead. Chu Jingcheng had expected this, so he didn’t mind. He lightly touched his nose and chuckled quietly. This woman is quite interesting, he thought.

Meanwhile, in the bushes behind, Nangong Xiaoxiao watched coldly, having witnessed the entire earlier scene. Her face no longer bore the calm it had before; the hand clutching her silk handkerchief had already twisted it out of shape. She couldn’t describe her feelings toward Chu Jingcheng, but the previous moment had made her uneasy.

Nangong Wan had already left, and the other noblewomen standing nearby no longer spoke. They timidly stared at Chu Jingcheng, but no one dared approach.

Chu Jingcheng quickly lost interest. With the banquet about to begin, he left swiftly. He had no real interest in Yin Qingyue; he had merely used her as a pretext to divert the attention of the surrounding women.

Meanwhile, Yin Qingyue had walked a fair distance from the crowd, still shaken by the earlier moment. She increasingly felt that the man was truly not someone to be trifled with.

As she walked, the sound of ceremonial cannons reached her ears. Startled, she realized the banquet had begun. She quickly calmed her nerves and hurried toward the grand hall.

The noblewomen who had been waiting also heard the cannons and busied themselves preparing, some retouching their appearance before heading to the hall. Fireworks exploded in the night sky, illuminating it as brightly as day. The noblewomen trickled into the hall, and Yin Qingyue, having only walked a few steps, could already hear the soft sounds of strings and flutes inside.

At the doorway, attendants stepped aside, and a maid helped support Yin Qingyue as she slowly entered. She admired the exquisite furnishings and the busy palace staff, marveling at how so many worked tirelessly for the Emperor’s orders.

Meanwhile, Nangong Wan and Nangong Xiaoxiao had hurried along, intending to have a “chance encounter” with Chu Jingcheng. But Nangong Wan had accidentally soiled her dress while running and had to return to change. During this time, Nangong Xiaoxiao scolded her repeatedly, and Nangong Wan, feeling guilty, remained silent.

Yin Qingyue had initially been observing the decorations, but she gradually felt a heat at her back, as if something—or someone—was constantly staring at her, making her uncomfortable.

She instinctively turned her head and saw Chu Jingcheng’s eyes fixed on her. Fatefully, they met again shortly after their first encounter.

“Sister, look! Isn’t that Prince Jing?” Nangong Wan’s voice rang out.

Nangong Xiaoxiao merely smiled, pretending calm.

Walking together, Nangong Wan and Nangong Xiaoxiao saw another woman standing before Chu Jingcheng. Both instinctively twisted the handkerchiefs they held—who was this bold woman, daring to challenge them for their future husband? The prince was their prearranged match: handsome, poised, and of high status. Besides themselves, who could possibly deserve him?

Nangong Xiaoxiao scrutinized the woman before Chu Jingcheng and nearly choked—she recognized the plain-faced girl! In front of others, she had been called a “divine physician” for curing the Emperor, but in her heart, she looked down on her.

Nangong Wan, however, felt a strange relief upon seeing Yin Qingyue. Perhaps Prince Jing found her unattractive and thus glanced at her out of curiosity? Yet the man they both adored had stared at an ugly woman for so long—it was infuriating.

She glanced at her elder sister, knowing that someone with strong possessiveness would not easily let Yin Qingyue go.

At this moment, Yin Qingyue read the prince’s thoughts again. His mind had become more perverse—he actually wanted to sleep with her!

She could not comprehend it. With his extraordinary appearance and noble status, he should desire a stunning beauty. Yet she was considered unattractive, and he wanted her? Did he have strange tastes?

Deciding she wanted to stay far away from him, Yin Qingyue quickly used the Empress as a pretext to find an excuse to leave.

Chu Jingcheng watched her retreating figure, his brows furrowed. Every time they met, she tried to escape. Beyond her identity as the divine physician, who was she really?

“Sister,” Nangong Xiaoxiao finally spoke up.

“Don’t stand on ceremony,” Chu Jingcheng replied coolly, then departed.

Watching him leave, Nangong Xiaoxiao froze, her eyes filled with jealousy and anger. She was a princess of a powerful nation; Yin Qingyue was a lowly woman from Luochenyuan. How could she possibly compete? Why wouldn’t the prince even glance at her?

“Sister,” Nangong Wan tugged at her sleeve cautiously.

Nangong Xiaoxiao finally spoke word by word, “Yin Qingyue, just wait!” She then turned and left. Today’s palace banquet would see her demand that Nangong Lin arrange her marriage to Chu Jingcheng. Anyone coveting the man she desired had only one path: death.

Inside the grand hall of the palace banquet, Yin Qingyue quietly took a seat at the far corner, the place most suitable for her.