Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
His broad shoulders and narrow waist were a figure that fascinated all women.
Nestled in his arms, she could feel every bit of explosive strength in his muscles.
Even though she was only looking at his back now, she could not help but be fascinated. She wanted to return to where she was just now, remove his clothes, place her hand on his chest without any obstruction, and caress him downâ¦
That charming scene floated out unconsciously. Su Yingxueâs face turned completely red. She felt that there was a fire burning on her face.
âBah! What am I thinking? How can I covet Your Highnessâs body? I clearlyâ¦â
âYou clearly what?â
Chu Yihan didnât hear what she said before, but his handsome face suddenly appeared in front of her.
Their lips were so close that Su Yingxue couldnât hide her eyes. She blurted out, âI want it very muchâ¦You.â
Perhaps it was because her face was too red that Chu Yihan was frightened.
The translation is generally correct, but there are a few adjustments to improve clarity and fluency:
Chu Yihan immediately turned around and left. After he left, it seemed like he remembered something and turned back to say, âDonât worry about tomorrowâs chess game. I will accompany you. I believe you will win.â
âThank⦠Thank you, Your Highness.â
Before Su Yingxue could finish her sentence, Chu Yihan had already disappeared like a gust of wind.
Su Yingxue covered her face and fell onto the couch. She rubbed her face regretfully. âWhat did I just say?â
How could it be so obvious?
Could it be that Chu Yihan noticed she was attracted to him?
Ah!
How embarrassing!
Chu Yihan rushed back to the Ninth Princeâs Mansion and immediately mobilized the Shadow Guards. Mo Qi saw that he was a little impatient and asked, âMaster, what instructions do you have?â
The last time Chu Yihan was like this, something significant had happened in the military, and it made him emotional.
But now, Chu Yihan only ordered him to transfer people. âPass on my orders.
Have Old General Su return to Jiang Du City as soon as possible.â
He wanted to propose marriage!
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âYour Highness, the old general is old. Traveling day and night, Iâm afraid his body canât take it, right?â Mo Qi considered this question.
âGo prepare some supplements for the old general!â
Mo Qi was speechless.
âMaster, arenât you in a hurry?â Mo Qi thought.
Su Yingxue packed up and prepared to go to Han Yuwenâs chess game appointment. Before she left, Zhilan told her, âMiss, Second Yong Miss is awake, and sheâs gone.â
âGone?â Su Yingxue frowned. With her acupuncture technique, Su Yurou would not wake up for three days and three nights.
Now, not only was she awake, but she was also missing.
âItâs all my fault. Today, I was busy helping Miss dress up. When 1 went to check again, the guard at the entrance of Sunset Court had fallen to the ground. Second Young Miss had already disappeared.â Zhilanâs eyes were filled with self-blame.
Su Yingxue looked down at her outfit and rubbed Zhilanâs head. âItâs okay. Itâs not a big deal if she goes missing.â
Zhilan was still very worried, but Chu Yihanâs carriage had already reached the entrance of the manor.
The carriage of the princeâs mansion was magnificent and stopped in front of the Marquisâs Manor, attracting many peopleâs attention. The moment Chu Yihan got out of the carriage, the women on the street burst into screams. âLook, the Ninth Prince!â
âWhy is he here? Oh my god, Ninth Prince is so good-looking. Iâm about to faint!â
âTo be able to take a look at Ninth Prince in this life, itâs worth it even if I die!â
âLook, heâs walking towards Miss Su!â
Chu Yihan was wearing a moon-white brocade robe with golden threads today. The white jade belt wrapped around his narrow waist, making him look like the snow on the mountain peak, cold and aloof..