Is It Forbidden to Bully the Heroine of the Novel? - Chapter 61
Chapter 61
Murong Ci and Jiang Ru witnessed the entire process of Jiang Yao coaxing Song Muyun.
The young girl was both shy and embarrassed, urging Jiang Yao to discuss the matter at hand first. However, Jiang Yao insisted on comforting her first. After a full quarter of an hour of coaxing, she managed to turn Song Muyun’s slightly flushed cheeks completely red.
Unable to bear the astonished gazes of others, Song Muyun reluctantly grabbed Jiang Yao’s hand and whispered, “Alright, alright, I’m not angry anymore. Stop making a fuss and let others laugh at us.”
She was extremely shy, daring not to look at the other two, only speaking to Jiang Yao.
Saying she was not angry, Jiang Yao instantly felt relieved and casually waved her hand, “No worries, they’re our own people. They’ll get used to it.”
Song Muyun: …
“Don’t talk to me anymore!”
She was infuriated again. How could this be? Getting used to it? Does it mean she has to hug her in front of them often?
Crazy, right?
Song Muyun thought to herself, biting her thin lips, her eyes filled with a misty gaze, and looked at Jiang Yao reproachfully.
Jiang Yao, however, was startled. She did not expect Muyun to change her mood so quickly, “No, you just said you weren’t angry. Why are you angry again? You’re too temperamental. Okay, okay, I won’t let others laugh at you. I won’t hug you in front of them from now on. Don’t be angry, okay?”
She gently rubbed Song Muyun’s tender cheeks.
Caught off guard, Song Muyun’s cheeks turned even redder, and she mumbled to Jiang Yao to stop bothering her and talk to the Eighth Prince first, as it was rude to keep someone waiting.
Jiang Yao sighed, realizing she had annoyed her again. She and Muyun were different; Jiang Yao was shamelessly thick-skinned, whereas Muyun was sensitive and often couldn’t bear her antics.
She stopped and turned to look at Murong Ci and her sister, who had been enjoying the drama. Her main purpose today was to see Murong Ci.
“Did you attend the morning court? Do you know the current progress of the Song family’s case?”
Murong Ci, knowing she came for the Song family’s matter, initially wanted to tease her. But considering her bashful beloved was there, he restrained himself and shook his head, “The officials who hid the disaster and failed to report have been taken to the Ministry of Justice. Only one official is missing. The Ministry is still interrogating. The court-appointed investigators didn’t find a large amount of gold and silver in their homes, nor did they spend much. Now, we need to find out where this batch of silver went.”
Jiang Yao frowned, feeling that the Song family’s case was not a simple framing by colleagues. There seemed to be other forces involved.
“By the way, there’s an interesting piece of news you might find intriguing.”
“Hmm?”
Jiang Yao looked up in interest.
Murong Ci said, “Murong Chun is now loudly accusing Murong Qing of being a treacherous villain, betraying him. The news has reached our father. Although he didn’t say anything, he reassigned the task originally meant for Murong Qing to me.”
Their conflict benefited Murong Ci in the end.
Jiang Yao raised an eyebrow, “That’s good news. Has the Emperor started to doubt Murong Qing?”
“Yes, just waiting for someone to give it a little push.”
They were both waiting for this opportunity to crush Murong Qing under their feet.
Jiang Yao’s hand, restless as ever, started to play with Song Muyun’s hand again.
Hearing that Murong Qing was not doing well, Song Muyun felt somewhat pleased. She gently pursed her lips and smiled, no longer mentioning Jiang Yao’s sneaky actions, since others couldn’t see it anyway.
After asking about the Song family, it was time for Jiang Yao to leave. As she stood up, she turned to Jiang Ru, raising an eyebrow, “Ru’er, we’re leaving. Coming with us?”
Jiang Ru was momentarily flustered and quickly stood up, her cheeks slightly flushed. She respectfully bowed to Murong Ci, “Then, I shall leave first. I’ll visit you tomorrow.”
Murong Ci nodded, his voice gentle, “Alright, I’ll be waiting for you at the residence tomorrow.”
Jiang Ru followed Jiang Yao and Song Muyun out.
Suddenly, Jiang Yao asked, “You seem quite close to the Eighth Prince now?”
“Yes, the Eighth Prince once saved my life. He’s a good person.”
“That’s good. Murong Ci indeed has a pleasant disposition.”
Jiang Ru had come in a carriage, but Jiang Yao and the others had strolled over. They decided to hitch a ride back in Jiang Ru’s carriage.
“Come, I’ll help you up.”
After helping Jiang Ru, Jiang Yao turned to Song Muyun, pulling the delicate beauty into the carriage and then casually kissed her tender cheek.
Just as Jiang Ru sat down, she accidentally caught sight of this scene. Her expression went from normal to utterly stunned.
What… what did she just see?
What did her sister do?
Why did her sister kiss Muyun?!
Was she hallucinating…
And why didn’t Muyun resist?
Shocked!!!
Song Muyun just shyly pushed Jiang Yao away, her voice very soft, “Ru’er is still here, don’t do this.”
Jiang Yao, holding Song Muyun, turned to the stunned Jiang Ru, straightforward as ever, “Ru’er, this is your sister-in-law. Don’t be formal with her. If you have anything to say, just tell her.”
Song Muyun immediately turned to glare at Jiang Yao.
Jiang Ru stuttered, “Si-sister-in-law?!”
Her shock was evident, and all her composure and dignity were forgotten.
“Yes, sister-in-law.”
Jiang Yao calmly held the struggling Song Muyun, whose cheeks were flushed pink, too embarrassed to look at Jiang Ru, and just kept her head down.
Jiang Ru was dazed for a while, then finally managed to utter, “Si-sister-in-law…”
Everyone said her sister was a ‘grinding mirror’ [lesbian], but she had never really believed it. She thought her sister and Muyun were just close friends.
Unexpectedly!
Her sister really was a ‘grinding mirror’!
Jiang Yao patted the younger girl’s back, “My sister is calling you, and you’re not responding.”
Song Muyun quickly looked up, her voice shy, “Ru’er, sister.”
Her lips secretly curved into a smile.
“Muyun, sister-in-law, you and my sister, are really…”
She still found it hard to believe.
Not until Song Muyun also nodded affirmatively, then shyly hid in Jiang Yao’s embrace.
Jiang Ru: …
She fell silent, trying to process the news in her heart. Muyun, who lived in their house, had become her sister-in-law…
This was something she needed to calmly think over.
Jiang Yao helped Song Muyun out of the carriage. The younger girl was unhappy and glared at her, ”
Look, you scared Ru’er away.”
“It’s nothing. Ru’er isn’t as conservative as you think.”
“I didn’t think anything.”
Song Muyun whispered, watching herself being held in someone’s arms.
She had resisted several times, but never succeeded. Over time, she stopped resisting.
“You kissed me secretly last night, I thought you were very bold.”
Turns out, she was as timid as a mouse.
Song Muyun glared at her, her indignation palpable as she grabbed Jiang Yao’s collar, warning fiercely, “Don’t mention last night again!”
Was it only her who kissed Jiang Yao?
Jiang Yao kissed her plenty today too!
She never imagined that Jiang Yao, who had previously treated her with such respect, fearing to offend her, would become like this after they shared their feelings.
She had no shame at all!
No matter where, she dared to kiss her, not fearing familiar people seeing them.
Her face was really thick.
Song Muyun secretly scolded her in her heart.
Yet, her body had already subconsciously leaned into Jiang Yao’s embrace.
Once back in the courtyard, the stone table was piled with things Jiang Yao had bought for Muyun on their way. Apart from a string of candied hawthorns and a string of sugar figures, the rest of the stuff was untouched.
The preserved fruits were put away by the maid, waiting to be eaten when the mistress took her medicine. The pastries were spread out on the table by Jiang Yao, who opened the window and leaned against the soft couch to pick up a storybook to read.
Song Muyun, now very familiar with the Hengwu Courtyard and feeling most relaxed there, did not hesitate to take off her embroidered shoes, only wearing her foot clothing. She climbed onto the couch and snuggled into Jiang Yao’s embrace.
Jiang Yao indulged her greatly. Whatever she wanted to do, Jiang Yao would not refuse. As soon as she started to snuggle in, Jiang Yao had already raised her arm high, and once she got in, she lowered her arm to firmly lock her in her embrace.
“Shall we read together for a while?”
“Mhm.”
Her fluffy head rubbed against Jiang Yao’s chin.
Apart from the book about a woman disguised as a man, they hadn’t read a story about a woman and a woman together yet. She wondered how other women interacted with each other.
Song Muyun seriously read the words in the book. The interaction between women was much more delicate than between men and women. They understood each other better and knew how to make each other happy.
Halfway through the book, it was already dark. Jiang Yao, still engrossed, put down the book and called for dinner.
The book was interesting indeed, but a bit too serious for her taste. There wasn’t much kissing throughout the book, and she wanted to read something less conventional.
Because the young girl in her family disliked waste, they only ordered three dishes for dinner. After eating enough, Jiang Yao stood up, and Song Muyun hurriedly put down her chopsticks and followed.
“Shall we look at the picture book?”
She asked.
Song Muyun nodded gently, obediently following her.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yao didn’t reach for a storybook this time, but instead picked up the erotic illustrations they bought in the afternoon!
Upon opening the first page, it depicted a scene of intimacy between two women. Song Muyun was so shocked that she dared not open her eyes, but Jiang Yao looked on with great interest.
“You, stop looking at these, what’s so good about them!” Song Muyun protested in a coy voice, burying her face in Jiang Yao’s chest.
Jiang Yao, still holding her with one hand, didn’t put down the book, “Just having a casual look, learning a bit. Wouldn’t want you to be uncomfortable later on.”
Song Muyun: ???
What does she mean by me being uncomfortable? Is it what I think it is?
Song Muyun couldn’t help but hit Jiang Yao several times, “You, what nonsense are you talking!”
She was shy again, burying her head in Jiang Yao’s neck, only daring to sneak a peek at the book in her hand. Whenever she saw the explicit positions, she hurriedly buried her face again.
Such acts are clearly only to be done in bed, how could they, how could they do it on a table?
The table is for eating and drinking tea… how, how could one lie on it?
Her eyes filled with shy tears, she dared to take another look, but immediately averted her gaze again.
This, this…
How could Jiang Yao even like to look at such things!
While Song Muyun was full of timid shyness, Jiang Yao was thinking, ‘Learned it, learned it. So it can be done like this. Should I buy these to make a woman more comfortable?’
Remembering, remembering.
She was delighted in her heart.
She memorized several positions in her head. After flipping through the book, she felt enlightened.
The possibilities between two women can be so varied.
She wondered if Muyun would be willing to try with her…
She looked down at the obviously bashful woman in her arms, and as she saw Song Muyun twisting her slender waist and trying to burrow back into her embrace, Jiang Yao thought about asking if they could try it out, but hesitated and didn’t dare to ask. Instead, she just said, “Can I kiss you?”
Song Muyun paused, then resigned herself to Jiang Yao’s desire, glancing around nervously and muttering, “If you want to kiss, just kiss, no need to ask me.”
How could she dare to speak?
Jiang Yao understood, lowered her head, and took Song Muyun’s naturally rosy lips into her mouth, gently nibbling with her teeth.
Song Muyun found it very comfortable, unconsciously making sounds of pleasure. After the kiss, she sat in Jiang Yao’s lap, breathing heavily, her lips slightly swollen and kissed by Jiang Yao.
“How does it feel? Is it acceptable?”
Song Muyun nestled comfortably in Jiang Yao’s embrace and looked up in surprise, “Why do you ask that?”
They had already kissed in the morning, hadn’t they?
Why ask again?
She was quite flustered, her cheeks turning a deep red.
Jiang Yao softly cooed, “We’ll take it step by step, gradually. I’m afraid of scaring you if we move too fast. Let’s start with kissing.”
She planned to kiss Muyun bit by bit and then slowly wait until Muyun was willing to proceed further.
Although, although she really wanted to move to the next step immediately, seeing that Muyun didn’t even dare to glance at the book, she set aside her thoughts, not wanting to frighten her. It was not easy to have a wife; she didn’t want to scare her away.
Song Muyun was somewhat moved and looked up at Jiang Yao with beautiful eyes, then lowered her head and hugged her, whispering in her ear, “As long as it’s you, I won’t be scared.”
Jiang Yao’s heart fluttered, and in the next moment, Song Muyun actively climbed onto her shoulders, raised her slender and beautiful neck, and kissed Jiang Yao on the lips. This was her first initiative to kiss Jiang Yao while she was conscious. As soon as she kissed her, she couldn’t stop.
Even the toughest exterior has soft lips.
They were so tempting to kiss.
Song Muyun sucked on that lower lip, kissing earnestly, closing her eyes, her expression one of content and security, like someone who had been drifting aimlessly for a long time and had finally found a home.
Jiang Yao turned over and pinned her on the bed, her eyes red with desire, but Song Muyun, still in a daze, continued to kiss Jiang Yao, her voice becoming slightly tremulous and excited. She asked, “Then, can I try what I just saw in the book?”
Before she could finish, Song Muyun snapped back to reality, glaring at her, refusing, “No, that’s not allowed. We have to go to the bed, nowhere else.”
Her cheeks were pale with a blush, her eyelashes trembling with nervousness, afraid that Jiang Yao would really do as the book depicted. How could they use such places for [yín] decadent acts?
Jiang Yao, though feeling a bit regretful, had never done such thrilling things before. It was better to start with something less stimulating.
Step by step, so as not to frighten Muyun and risk her refusing her in the future.
She lowered her head and asked, “Should I close the window?”
Song Muyun suddenly looked up, shocked, not expecting Jiang Yao to ask such a question.
Not closing the window, is she crazy?!
The girl was indignant, “Of course, close it! If you continue like this, I won’t talk to you anymore!”
She felt Jiang Yao definitely knew to close it but was deliberately embarrassing her!
But Jiang Yao was now preoccupied with the pleasure ahead, not quite following Song Muyun’s words. Hearing her say to close it, she hurriedly carried her to close the window, then carried her again to shut the door, carefully adjusting her buttocks and instructing the maid not to disturb them unless necessary.
Song Muyun was dumbfounded as Jiang Yao carried her around, thinking that she meant for Jiang Yao to close it herself, not expecting Jiang Yao to carry her along…
“You really are…”
She began softly but didn’t finish her sentence. Jiang Yao pretended not to hear, holding her down on the bed.
The dark hair almost covered half of the bed.
The woman’s face was exquisitely beautiful, a standard beauty.
Jiang Yao looked at her for a while, then couldn’t resist lowering her head to kiss her, repeatedly kissing her face, lips, neck, leaving a trail of red marks on her snow-white chest.
In the room with only the two of them, Song Muyun relaxed slightly, breathing in short gasps, her lips emitting pleasant moans.
Jiang Yao got up and helped her take off her foot clothing, revealing her snow-white and smooth delicate feet. The beauty was gorgeous from head to toe, with the right parts pink and the right parts white. Jiang Yao held them in her hands, feeling wonderful, and couldn’t help but knead them a bit.
Song Muyun’s body trembled slightly, unable to bear Jiang Yao’s actions.
She was already covered in fine sweat, feeling unbearably stimulated. She curled her toes and kicked Jiang Yao’s leg, which Jiang Yao immediately understood. She pressed forward, pinning Song Muyun down again and resumed kissing her. Song Muyun’s lips were swollen from the kissing, and she tried to avoid further kisses.
Her dress was still on, the winter clothes being so complex and thick. Jiang Yao didn’t care and continued to tease her.
…
After a long while, Song Muyun’s tears flowed down one line after another, almost drying up from crying. Jiang Yao finally dared not tease her anymore. Just as she was about to stop, there was a knock on the door, interrupting the mood. Annoyed, Jiang Yao was about to express her displeasure when she heard the maid’s anxious voice, “Miss, Miss Song Muyun’s medicine is ready.”
Medicine? What medicine? Oh, right, the tonic.
The girl in her arms was already limp as water, Jiang Yao performed a final little action, and Song Muyun shuddered in her embrace, sobbing uncontrollably, her crying not subsiding for a long time.
The maid outside waited a long time before finally hearing Jiang Yao’s voice, “Come in.”
She entered, seeing everything as usual in the room. Both young ladies were sitting on the bed, with Song Muyun burying her face as if unwell.
Seeing this, the maid, Zhu Yue, hesitated, “Is Miss Song Muyun feeling unwell? Should I call the doctor?”
Song Muyun leaned on Jiang Yao, who felt her body stiffen and quickly embraced her tighter, speaking on her behalf, “It’s nothing, just a bit tired. Put the medicine here and close the door on your way out.”
“Understood.”
The maid complied and left, her gaze briefly falling on Song Muyun’s skirt by the bed, noting the color seemed darker than usual. However, the matters of the young ladies were not for her to comment on, so she pretended not to notice.
Jiang Yao was gently consoling Song Muyun in the room, showing a rare low demeanor, “It’s my fault, I won’t tease you again, don’t cry.”
“Your crying makes my heart hurt too, please don’t cry, okay?”
Song Muyun turned to the left, and Jiang Yao coaxed her to the left. When Song Muyun turned to the right, Jiang Yao followed suit. The young lady’s tears kept falling, her eyes red and swollen from crying.
She still felt numb down there… After being teased so long and repeatedly, though not uncomfortable, the sensation was frightening, like floating on clouds. She had never experienced it before and was panicking to escape, yet Jiang Yao kept her restrained.
She sniffled, turning away from Jiang Yao, who took the medicine from the side, stirred it to cool it down a bit, and offered it to Song Muyun, “Even if you don’t want to talk to me, you still need to take your medicine. Be good.”
She wanted Song Muyun to drink her medicine. Song Muyun took the medicine bowl with a hoarse voice, “Where’s the candied fruit?”
She used to take medicine without candied fruit, but ever since meeting Jiang Yao, she needed candied fruit every time.
Otherwise, she would feel aggrieved and make a fuss.
Jiang Yao took out the candied fruit from the tray and brought it to Song Muyun’s lips. The young lady obediently took a big sip of the medicine and then chewed on the candied fruit to remove the bitterness from her tongue.
“This candied fruit is new; do you like it?”
Song Muyun’s eyes were still red, and she continued sniffling while nodding. Her voice, probably from crying too long, was even hoarser, “It’s tasty.”
“Good, as long as it’s tasty. If you like it, I’ll buy it again next time. No more crying, baby.”
“Mhm.”
Song Muyun had cried enough, from just now until now. She shifted slightly, snuggling into Jiang Yao’s embrace, softly accusing, “You were too bad, it was so uncomfortable.”
“Only uncomfortable, not pleasant?”
Jiang Yao inquired.
Song Muyun fell silent.
Her upbringing since childhood made it difficult for her to lie, but, but to tell Jiang Yao it was pleasant was too embarrassing.
“Okay, today was my first attempt, I got a bit carried away. I won’t dare again, please don’t be angry, okay?”
Jiang Yao gently patted Song Muyun, hoping for forgiveness, fearing that like the women in the storybook who offended their wives, she would not be allowed in bed at night.
Fortunately, Muyun was not so temperamental. After being held and soothed for a while, she was consoled and reached out for a hug.
Jiang Yao didn’t want to upset her further and embraced her fully.
She ordered hot water to be prepared. After being teased by her so much, Song Muyun’s body was covered in sweat and unknown stains. They needed to be washed off for a comfortable sleep.
The two had bathed together when they were at the palace, but that was when they were just friends. Now that they had confessed their feelings, there was no reason not to bathe together.
Jiang Yao entered the hot water first, followed by Song Muyun. After being teased multiple times, her body was weak, especially her legs, almost unable to stand. She was carried into the tub by Jiang Yao, washing off the stickiness.
The woman’s body was pale and soft, nestled in Jiang Yao’s embrace, her soft chest pressing against hers, inevitably leading to thoughts.
But as soon as her hand explored, the person in her arms changed expression, and Jiang Yao also felt some swelling. She refrained.
Song Muyun was about to scold her when Jiang Yao began to soothe her, “I won’t tease you today, it’s swollen already. I should buy you some medicine, shall I get you some tomorrow?”
She could only swallow her harsh words, focusing on the medicine, not very pleased, “Who buys medicine for such things? You mustn’t go. If you do, I’ll be utterly embarrassed.”
Everyone in the capital knew about Jiang Yao and her ‘grinding mirror’ with her. If Jiang Yao went to buy medicine for that area, wouldn’t it imply she had injured her?!
Song Muyun couldn’t bear the thought.
Her reaction was intense, so Jiang Yao temporarily agreed, “Okay, I won’t buy it.”
I’ll secretly ask a friend for some.
The so-called asking a friend meant that the next day, Jiang Yao got a lot of medicine from Yan Jia.
Yan Jia looked at Jiang Yao teasingly, asking if it was for Muyun.
After receiving a positive reply, she showed an ‘I knew it’ expression.
She said they were just friends, huh, she didn’t believe it. Who sticks to their friend every day like that? Who is so good to a friend?
When Jiang Yao returned with the medicine, Song Muyun had just woken up, not even
dressed, wearing only a pink bodice, sitting on the bed looking unwell.
Hearing the door, she immediately looked over with a stern face, but when she saw Jiang Yao entering, the pale and thin woman angrily grabbed Jiang Yao’s pillow and threw it at her, accompanied by a fierce, “You still know to come back!”
Jiang Yao hurriedly caught the pillow, the bundle of things nearly falling, but fortunately, she was steady enough.
After catching the pillow, she sighed in relief, put the things on the table, and walked over helplessly, “Ah Yun, what’s wrong? You’re here, of course, I know to come back.”
This was the affectionate nickname she had come up with last night, which made the young lady tremble adorably every time she called her. It was very cute.
Not only the nickname Ah Yun made her tremble, but calling her Xiao Yun’er did too. Tsk, she had to stop thinking, or else she might end up making her cry again.
Song Muyun hugged her knees and sat deeper into the bed, not wanting to deal with this fickle person.
Jiang Yao took out a box of medicine from the bundle and followed Song Muyun onto the bed. No matter how much she was avoided, she wouldn’t let her escape, quickly embracing her.
“What’s wrong? I went out to get you some medicine. Let me see if it’s still swollen?”
As she spoke, Jiang Yao tried to reach inside Song Muyun’s undergarments.
Frightened, Song Muyun nearly jumped up in disregard of her image.
But her jump only landed her in Jiang Yao’s embrace, where she had grown accustomed to seeking protection.
Unfortunately, the person scaring her now was Jiang Yao herself.
The girl’s eyes, like water, stared at Jiang Yao, refusing to let her touch, her expression tense, “Where, where did you get the medicine?”
It wasn’t bought, was it?
Song Muyun was terrified.
Jiang Yao hurriedly denied, “I asked a friend, I didn’t go out to buy it. She won’t tell anyone else. Don’t worry, let me check, okay?”
“Which friend did you ask, and you went to find a friend early in the morning?”
Song Muyun woke up early and didn’t see Jiang Yao. The bed was cold, and her mood was very bad.
She even felt wronged.
Just after giving herself to someone, she was treated like this.
“Um, you know her too, Yan Jia. I got some medicine from her.”
Jiang Yao didn’t hide it, showing her the medicine. But Song Muyun’s face grew even worse; she hadn’t forgotten what Yan Jia said to Jiang Yao before leaving the Moon Palace.
“Don’t go to see her alone again.”
Song Muyun didn’t let Jiang Yao embrace her, pulling away a bit, her voice muffled.
Jiang Yao was taken aback by her words and was pushed away, but quickly agreed to her request, “Okay, I won’t go next time. If I do, I’ll take you with me.”
She readily complied with everything, and Song Muyun, no matter how upset, couldn’t get angry with her anymore.
She could only mutter softly, “You promised me this before, but you still sneaked off on your own.”
“Seeing you sleeping soundly, I didn’t want to disturb you. Come here for a hug?”
She opened her arms, and seeing this, Song Muyun’s eyes brightened, and she snuggled into Jiang Yao’s embrace on her own.
“Can I apply the medicine for you now?”
Jiang Yao whispered in her ear.
Song Muyun’s ears turned red like white jade, holding Jiang Yao’s fingers tightly, “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
“Still, we need to check. What if it’s still swollen? I got carried away yesterday.”
It was her first time doing such things, and her curiosity led to repeated actions, hurting her. She remembered last night’s swelling and needed to check again for peace of mind.
Jiang Yao’s eyes were clear, gazing straight at Song Muyun.
Song Muyun was rigid, their eyes locked for a moment before she gave in. Her rosy lips moved, and in a voice as fine as a mosquito’s, thankfully Jiang Yao heard clearly, she said, “Then you, you look from a distance, don’t get so close.”