The two guards at the door looked at each other, unsure whether they should follow the Commandery Princessâs orders.
"Hey, Iâm talking to you, why arenât you moving?" Dongyang urged them again when she saw they were motionless, "Hurry up, hurry up!"
"Grab a few more of these sweet gourds, I like them the most, so sweet and refreshing." She was referring to sugarcane, which was called sweet gourd in their region.
Seeing that Mu Shaoling remained silent, she kept urging nonstop, and the guards had no choice but to resign themselves to move the stuff.
Then the people of the Mu Residence discovered that guards kept coming out of the young masterâs room, one trip after another, and each time their hands were filled with various items.
Finally, when about half of the items on the ground had been moved by her, Commandery Princess Dongyang clapped her hands, feeling it was about enough.
And Mu Shaolingâs expression darkened a shade as she moved the stuff away.
"Mu Shaoling, donât be so stingy now, Iâm not a stranger after all, using your belongings is only right," Seeing his unchanged expression, Commandery Princess Dongyang stepped forward and said a few words, she even wanted to pat his shoulder, but he dodged.
What kind of logic is that, if youâre not a stranger, then who are you? How is it right for you to use my things? The Emperor allowed you to stay at my place, he never said you could rob me, did he?
Perhaps sensing what Mu Shaoling was muttering about, she explained further, "I am bound to become your wife, itâs just a matter of time. So me using your things now is just exercising the rights Iâll have as your wife in advance. So donât be too hung up on it, just get used to the idea."
"I will not marry you! I donât like you!" Mu Shaoling repeated these two lines upon hearing her words. This girl really had a skin as thick as a shoe sole. Where did she get the confidence that he would marry her?
As soon as Commandery Princess Dongyang heard these words again, she waved her hand impatiently, "Canât you say something else? Itâs always âI will not marry you,â âI donât like you.â Iâve heard these lines eighty times already. Canât you be done with it?"
"Say something else?" Mu Shaoling glanced at her and then said, "Oh, you will not marry me, I find you somewhat annoying!"
Tsk tsk, isnât that the same thing? Disliking is hating, me not marrying is you not getting married, right?
Mu Shaoling felt he was truly too clever.
"You... you..." Commandery Princess Dongyang stood up with a thud, "Iâm telling you, no matter what you say, I will not give up. And Iâve already spoken to the Emperor about it. I said I want to marry you, and the Emperor supports me. He even said that if you donât agree in the end, heâll grant us a marriage decree. So, youâre destined to marry me! Be smart and donât struggle, start learning to accept this Commandery Princessâs pursuit now!"
Saying that, she ignored Mu Shaolingâs astonishment and ran out. But just as she reached the courtyard door, she felt that Mu Shaoling was too stubborn and this approach wasnât making any progress, deciding she needed to take some measures. So she ran back thudding again.
Seeing Mu Shaoling with his head down drinking tea, deep in thought, she suddenly ran over, "Mu Shaoling!"
Mu Shaoling looked up, puzzled, wondering why she had returned.
A sly glint flashed in Commandery Princess Dongyangâs eyes; she tugged the corner of her mouth, then suddenly cupped Mu Shaolingâs face and pressed her lips against his.
"Hmm, now that we have had the touch of the skin, and the Emperorâs words to mediate, you dare not marry me!"
Commandery Princess Dongyang clapped her hands and left. Leaving behind a disheveled Mu Shaoling in the wind. So? Was he just forcibly kissed?