Transmigrated as the Doomed Scumbag Alpha of the Eldest Princess - Chapter 32

Zhi Miao had already closed the door and stepped out, leaving only Jiang Si and Mowan Ci in the room.

Jiang Si’s cheeks were burning. She lowered her head slightly, too shy to meet Mowan Ci’s eyes.

After a long silence, it was Mowan Ci who finally spoke first.

“Is the Marquis planning to stand there all night?”

Only then did Jiang Si look up. She gave a small smile and walked over to sit by the table.

At first, it was just a bit awkward. But the longer the silence stretched, the more the discomfort grew. Jiang Si sat quietly, slowly realizing that perhaps she was the only one feeling this way.

Mowan Ci had already fastened all the buttons on her robe. Her hands were neatly folded, her gaze calm and steady.

As though she were waiting for something.

Jiang Si cleared her throat, about to say something, when Mowan Ci spoke again in her usual quiet tone.

“Let’s begin.”

More direct than Jiang Si had expected.

Since that was how Mowan Ci wanted it, Jiang Si stopped worrying about things that no longer mattered and walked to the bed.

Perhaps because she had just finished bathing, Mowan Ci’s scent was slightly different than usual.

Her usual fragrance was snow lotus, cool and elegant. But tonight, the scent was much stronger. Even standing a few steps away, Jiang Si could smell it clearly. She frowned slightly. In her opinion, the snow lotus fragrance suited her far better.

Mowan Ci noticed her reaction and glanced at her, her expression still calm and distant.

But she shifted slightly, making space for Jiang Si to sit.

That subtle, graceful movement made Jiang Si’s heart skip a beat.

The closer they were, the stronger the effect of the scent. Especially now that Mowan Ci had adjusted her posture.

Her light, delicate robe outlined her figure more clearly up close, far more enticing than from a distance.

In that moment, the snow lotus fragrance seemed to overpower the rich rose scent completely.

Jiang Si sat down beside her.

Neither of them spoke.

Jiang Si didn’t know what to say. Mowan Ci, as always, spoke even less. After a while, Mowan Ci stood up and walked over to the candle stand. She gently blew out the flames.

The room darkened almost immediately, with only the candle near the doorway giving off a faint glow.

The atmosphere became incredibly intimate.

Jiang Si swallowed, and before she could move, Mowan Ci had already returned and wrapped her arms around her neck.

They were very close. The light scent of snow lotus surrounded her completely. Jiang Si lifted her arms and gently embraced her waist.

As they lay together on the bed, Jiang Si tried to look into Mowan Ci’s eyes. But she saw that her eyes were closed tightly, her lashes trembling slightly.

No matter how calm she looked on the outside, Mowan Ci was nervous too.

What they were doing wasn’t anything too deep. They were just holding each other as they slept.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Si relaxed a little. She adjusted Mowan Ci’s position and ended up hugging her from behind.

Her warm breath hovered at the back of Mowan Ci’s neck.

Every now and then, Jiang Si could feel her shivering softly, her breathing growing heavier.

“Tomorrow, I’ll be leaving for Huaicheng,” Jiang Si said quietly, explaining her upcoming plans. “I might miss our next seven-day meeting.”

Hearing this, Mowan Ci stopped trembling and turned to look at her.

She probably didn’t care much about Jiang Si’s travel plans, which was why Jiang Si always explained them on her own.

But then, something changed.

She felt Mowan Ci’s soft lips touch her cheek.

Then the corner of her mouth. Then, hesitating for a moment, Jiang Si leaned in and kissed her.

Her lips were soft and cool, like jelly.

Jiang Si really liked the feeling. So much that she couldn’t help but gently suck and nibble.

Only when Mowan Ci let out a soft whimper and lightly patted her shoulder did Jiang Si pull away.

For a moment, both of them were out of breath.

Mowan Ci’s eyes shimmered with moisture. In that short pause, she finally spoke about Jiang Si’s trip to Huaicheng.

“Is there trouble in Nanliang?”

“Yes,” Jiang Si replied. “Prince Pingjin isn’t someone to be trusted. I’m going to bring Cheng Pu and the others back, and to investigate her background.”

Mowan Ci knew Prince Pingjin well. Her name was Mu Shuyang, also a descendant of the late Grand Emperor. Before coming of age, she had grown up in Shangjing. When Mu Zesheng ascended the throne, she had just reached adulthood and was sent to her fief in the southern border.

As a child of the Mu family, she had always been arrogant in the capital. Many attractive kunze had been teased by her, and qianyuan often bullied. No one dared speak against her.

It wasn’t until she left the capital that things finally settled down.

To put it plainly, Mowan Ci despised her.

Back when Mu Zesheng was still crown prince, he had been close to Mu Shuyang. At the time, he had kept things quiet, and Mowan Ci had simply thought he was young and naive. But later, after taking the throne and gaining full power, she slowly saw his true nature, and understood why he had formed such a connection with Mu Shuyang.

The authority of the Yue Kingdom wasn’t enough for Mu Zesheng. His goal was to unify the surrounding nations, and Mu Shuyang, who held control over the southern army, was one of his key weapons.

Mowan Ci knew better than anyone how limited Mu Zesheng’s abilities were. This kind of ambition was impossible to achieve. But he still held on to that dream.

She used to worry that Mu Zesheng would be manipulated by Mu Shuyang. Now, that no longer bothered her.

What worried her now was that Jiang Si might be the one to get used.

Gently resting her hand on Jiang Si’s shoulder, Mowan Ci whispered into her ear.

“Be careful of Mu Shuyang. And try to return to the northern frontier as soon as you can.”

Her condition could not be delayed much longer. Just traveling back and forth would take almost ten days. Solving the problem had to be done quickly.

Otherwise, the medicine Lan Shao left behind might not work at all.

Since Jiang Si would be gone for a while, Lan Shao was more than willing to go with her. What worried her more than the battlefield was leaving Mowan Ci alone at the marquis residence.

If Mowan Ci’s condition could be stabilized, then when they reunited, she would naturally recover.

“Yes, I understand. During this time, the Princess will likely need to rely on medication.”

“I will return as soon as I can,” Jiang Si promised.

The southern border was different from the north. This journey was only meant to uncover the truth and bring Cheng Pu and the twenty thousand Jingyuan troops back.

Jiang Si had no intention of staying long, which was why she gave Mowan Ci such a firm promise.

But the response she received caught her off guard.

“The medicine is too bitter.”

Mowan Ci leaned into her, wrapping one arm around Jiang Si and pulling herself closer, almost lying completely in her embrace.

The soft sensation made Jiang Si freeze in place. She held her stiffly, not daring to move.

Mowan Ci could be cold one moment and warm the next. Jiang Si had thought she was used to this, but now it felt like something new.

“Princess…”

“Call me by my name.”

Jiang Si’s eyes widened slightly. At such a close distance, she stared at Mowan Ci’s lips as she spoke.

“Is my name not worthy of your voice, Marquis?”

“Princess… what are you trying to do…”

Mowan Ci was acting differently.

Their last parting had been anything but pleasant. Why was she now acting like this?

Jiang Si could not hide her surprise. Mowan Ci paused and leaned back slightly, her eyes meeting Jiang Si’s face.

She smiled faintly and said, “Last time, you told me the dream hasn’t happened yet. So why not feel the present moment instead. Has anything changed since then?”

Jiang Si shook her head. “No.”

“Then I’ve made up my mind,” Mowan Ci said quietly.

“You were right. The deeper I fall into that dream, the more painful it becomes.”

As she spoke, her eyes turned red. She seemed to be remembering something painful. But she did not let her thoughts go further. Instead, she lifted her face and kissed Jiang Si gently on the lips.

The familiar scent of snow lotus surrounded them. Jiang Si trembled and instinctively wrapped her arms around Mowan Ci, deepening the kiss.

Both of them knew very well that they would not go any further.

So this kiss was everything.

At dawn the next morning, Jiang Si quietly got up from the bed. She moved carefully, trying not to wake Mowan Ci. But just as she stepped away, Mowan Ci suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Jiang Si thought she had woken up and turned to speak. But she saw tears gathered at the corners of Mowan Ci’s eyes.

She was still asleep and softly murmuring her name.

“Jiang Si…”

Jiang Si sat beside her for a while before gently laying her hand back down.

Her mood was complicated as she stood up.

Whether near or far, it was always Mowan Ci.

She could warm her heart. She could also make it turn cold.

Jiang Si needed to calm herself.

She had originally planned to leave in the afternoon, but changed her mind and decided to depart early in the morning. When Su Xun and Lan Shao received the news, both were suddenly busy. Su Xun gathered the troops, and Lan Shao quickly distributed the medicine and handed everything over to Wei Nian. They barely managed to finish the preparations in time.

As they left, they were surrounded by the people. Jiang Si sat on her horse, watching the scene before her.

Suddenly, she felt a heavy weight settle on her shoulders.

At the city gates, the Jingyuan Army stood in formation. War drums beat loudly, and the battle flags waved high in the wind.

As they began to move, Jiang Si was overcome by a strong urge to look back.

Just one more glance at Ling Shang City.

Maybe she was hoping to see someone appear.

In the end, she did turn her head.

Atop the city wall, Mowan Ci stood in a crimson robe, watching her silently.

The distance was too far. Jiang Si could not hear her voice.

But by watching her lips, she understood clearly.

She was calling her name again.

Jiang Si.

The Princess’s heart was difficult to understand. Some might say it was not. But still, I feel the need to speak on her behalf.

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