Is It Forbidden to Bully the Heroine of the Novel? - Chapter 12
Chapter 12
Broken Porcelain Injured Hands
Zuichangchun was the biggest restaurant in the capital, and there were rumours that its owner was a palace prince, so no one dared to cause trouble there.
Because the restaurant was so busy, Jiang Yao was afraid of losing sight of people. Subconsciously, as she entered, she held Song Muyun’s delicate and beautiful hand, tilted her head slightly, and said, “Stay close to me.
Song Muyun’s gaze fell on that hand, unable to move away.
Two beautiful and dazzling hands intertwined.
Jiang Yao reserved a private room on the second floor and placed Song Muyun inside. Just as she was about to call a waiter to order, the Seventh Prince came up from downstairs.
When he saw her, a gentle smile appeared on his lips as he approached. “Miss Jiang, aren’t you going to Moon Terrace today to see the convict’s daughter?”
Only Jiang Yao could see the darkness and coldness in his eyes.
Murong Qing had always kept a low profile. No one would believe that he would secretly beat and torture a weak girl.
Jiang Yao didn’t want to deal with him. Her eyes fell lazily to the ground. “Seventh Prince, you better take care of yourself. The autumn hunt is coming soon. You don’t want to lose face during the hunt, right?”
Murong Qing, the Seventh Prince, excelled in literature but lacked in martial arts. His literature teacher often praised his intelligence, while the generals who taught him martial arts wanted to resign and return to their hometowns rather than teach this prince who had no clue about martial arts.
Murong Qing’s face stiffened for a moment. His martial arts skills were indeed mediocre. These days, he had already been ridiculed by many of his brothers. Unexpectedly, now even Jiang Yao dared to mock him!
Murong Qing’s face darkened for a moment, but as someone capable of being a male protagonist, he quickly composed himself and offered a slight smile. “Miss Jiang cares a lot.”
Only if her father didn’t require her to show respect to the Seventh Prince, she wouldn’t bother with Murong Qing right now. If she closed the door abruptly, what could Murong Qing do to her?
Just as she spoke, there was a sudden sound of porcelain shattering in the room. Jiang Yao’s heart skipped a beat. When she turned around, she saw Song Muyun looking somewhat confused. Before she could say anything, the other person had already crouched down to pick up the broken porcelain. Jiang Yao hurriedly shouted, “Don’t pick it up. I’ll have someone clean it up. If the Seventh Prince has nothing else to do, I won’t keep you company.”
Without looking at Murong Qing’s darkened face, she quickly closed the door.
Murong Qing clenched his fists outside the room, his face filled with anger. If he wasn’t mistaken, the one he had just glimpsed inside, that amazing beauty, was indeed Song Muyun!
Jiang Yao was willing to play around with Song Muyun on the Moon Terrace, but she dared to bring her here?
Wasn’t she afraid that her father would blame her and involve the Prime Minister?
Jiang Yao didn’t care what Murong Qing was thinking outside. She rushed in and saw Song Muyun crouching on the ground, lost in thought, looking at the shattered porcelain.
Jiang Yao quickly approached and also crouched down. “What’s up? You didn’t hurt your hand, did you? I’ll get someone to clean it up. You don’t…”
Jiang Yao paused and noticed a finger bleeding slightly. Her heart tightened and she instinctively sounded harsh, “Didn’t I tell you not to pick it up? Does it hurt? There’s a medical centre down the road. Let me take you there for treatment.”
Song Muyun’s finger was cut, a bright red oozed from the wound. Her skin was delicate and light, her fingers slender like jade, even a slight injury was enough to make Jiang Yao worry.
“No need.”
Unexpectedly, Song Muyun used her other uninjured hand to grab Jiang Yao as she was about to stand up and said quietly, “No need. It’s not a big injury. You promised to take me out to eat. I’m hungry. Can we eat first?”
“But your hand is bleeding.”
Jiang Yao frowned, obviously disagreeing.
Song Muyun had just shown her the wound herself, but now she seemed indifferent. She took a porcelain bottle from her clothes, wiped off the blood, sprinkled some white powder on her finger, wrapped it in a cloth and looked up at Jiang Yao, a gentle smile on her lips. “It’s okay.”
Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment. The current Song Muyun was completely different from the one she saw in her dreams. The one in her dreams rarely smiled, always had a cold expression on her face, but now she was smiling at her so gently.
“Cough, cough, well, be careful. Don’t touch the water today.”
“Yes, I know.”
Song Muyun lowered her head, pulled up by Jiang Yao.
She just didn’t want Jiang Yao to talk to Murong Qing again. That’s why she accidentally knocked over the tea set. She accidentally cut her finger while she was distracted. When Jiang Yao asked about the injury, she couldn’t help but show it.
Although Jiang Yao’s tone was harsh, her concern was obvious.
Song Muyun pursed her lips slightly and a genuinely happy smile appeared.
The waiter came in to take their order. Jiang Yao asked him to clean up the broken porcelain on the floor, then looked at the delicate fairy she had brought with her. “What would you like to eat? I’m treating you today, so choose anything.”
Song Muyun hesitantly tried to refuse several times, finally nodding slightly and ordering four dishes, some vegetarian and some meat, plus a clear steamed whole chicken to warm the stomach first.
“Is it enough to just order these?”
Song Muyun lowered her head slightly, revealing her delicate side profile with a strand of green hair falling down. She looked exquisite and gentle. “Yes, it’s just the two of us. That should be enough. Let’s not waste food.”
Jiang Yao was afraid Song Muyun would think she was a wasteful person. She nodded hastily, “You’re right, I’ll go with your choice.”
As she said this, she accidentally caught a glimpse of Song Muyun, who looked a little embarrassed and pursed her lips.
Dish after dish arrived, and the room was immediately filled with a fragrant aroma. Thick red sauce was poured over perfectly crispy and fragrant fish, making their mouths water uncontrollably.
Jiang Yao hadn’t eaten much that morning, and it hadn’t been a problem before she smelled the aroma. Now that she did, her stomach immediately rumbled, almost causing her to fall off the chair.
Normally being undisciplined was fine, but how could she be undisciplined in front of a beautiful lady?
Does she have to embarrass herself like this?!
Song Muyun also heard her stomach rumbling. She chuckled softly as she lowered her head, but immediately hid her smile. She picked up a piece of Drunken Spare Ribs for Jiang Yao, “Try this. They say the Drunken Spare Ribs in Zuichangchun are the most tender and delicious.”
The beauty’s fair hand held the jade-coloured chopsticks, the fingertips round and tender, looking even more appetising than the Drunken Spare Ribs.
Author’s note:
Riding a small donkey, the author rushes over to take charge and says, “If it’s delicious, eat some more!”