Bone Painting Coroner

Jing Rong was unable to tear his gaze away from her. He wished that he could even look at this woman for a lifetime. Every time he looked at her, it felt as though sweetness would overflow in his heart

Ji Yunshu felt rather flustered by his warm and gentle gaze. Her head drooped increasingly further down to hide her embarrassment.

“This prince is rather tired. I’ll rest in your room.”

Eh? Without waiting for her agreement, he had already laid himself down on the bed. He seemed to really be tired, as he didn’t move once he laid down, as if he had already fallen asleep.

Ji Yunshu had long been used to him behaving like a delinquent and just let him be. She lit a new candle and put it on the desk. The desk still held the drawing of her that Jing Rong had previously made; she hadn’t thrown it away, nor could she bear to do so. She kept it securely in the box that she carried with her.

Next, she put a new piece of paper on the table, then opened her sandalwood box of pigments and brushes. She selected a few colors and a brush, then started to draw on that piece of paper. She took extreme care with every brush and every stroke.

Ji Yunshu was wearing a set of pale grey long robes, with her hair tied high. The ribbons of her hair clasp rested gently on her shoulders, framing her small, delicate face. Under the candlelight, her smooth and clear skin gleamed as she focused on her drawing with lowered eyes. Her fingers wrapped around the brush and moved across the page as smoothly as flowing water.

People like that exuded a sense of beauty just by existing.

After an indeterminate amount of time, the man on the bed woke up to this very scene. His heart thumped as he jumped out of bed and walked towards her. Just at that moment, Ji Yunshu had also finished drawing.

When she saw him approach, she wanted to flip the painting over, but she was a beat slower than Jing Rong. He stood behind her, both arms reaching out from around her waist to press on that painting and trapping her within his arms at the same time. What the drawing depicted wasn’t anyone else, but Jing Rong.

The figure was clearly outlined with warm and deep eyes. It was suffused with the dignity and bearing of the Imperial clan, the imposing manner of an overbearing prince, as well as the deep feelings that he expressed when he looked at Ji Yunshu. A man like this was undoubtedly perfect. It was also the Jing Rong in her heart!

When he saw his own likeness replicated vividly on paper by Ji Yunshu, Jing Rong’s lips curved up in a seductive smirk and approached the ears of that woman in his embrace. “This prince likes this drawing very much.”

As gusts of his warm breath caressed her ears, Ji Yunshu drew back her head, as if her secret had been discovered. “I was just casually drawing.”

He smiled. In a flash, his hands firmly seized on her slim waist, and he turned her whole body around right into his embrace, leaving her back pressing against the edge of the desk. The two of them were now barely centimeters apart, her hands pressed uselessly against his chest.

Jing Rong had a wicked smirk on his lips. “If you wanted this prince, this prince is yours. Why is there a need to pine over a paper drawing? In the future, this prince will always be by your side and you can look at me whenever you want.”

She looked up at him with wide, watery eyes and worried at her lips. “When… when did I say I wanted you?”

“Then, this prince wants you.”

Ah! She startled, but before she could react, Jing Rong’s lips were already pressing against hers. Lips and teeth mashed together and fought for several seconds. Ji Yunshu’s initial struggle also gradually relaxed into a welcoming embrace.

After a long while, Jing Rong finally released Ji Yunshu, who was about to asphyxiate. Her lips were swollen and bitten red. She looked at the overbearing man in front of her, panting slightly, as he reached out a hand towards her head. She lowered her head as Jing Rong held her hair clasp and released her hair from its high bun. Three thousand strands of fine silk slowly unravelled and slid down to land on her back, her shoulders and her face...

The charm of a bookish scholar was replaced by the soft, elegant allure of a woman.

Jing Rong tucked the hair covering her eyes behind her ears, then gently cradled her palm-sized face. As the two pairs of eyes gazed into each other, their hearts were aflame and slowly melding together.

Jing Rong lifted Ji Yunshu into his arms and gently placed her on the bed, then pressed his whole body against her. “Yunshu, in this life, you can only be this prince’s woman.”

That woman’s gaze flickered slightly, but she didn’t protest.

The gauze curtains were let down one by one.

As the candlelight in the room was extinguished by a gust of wind, two silhouettes hazily merged together. [1]

……

On the other side, Mo Ruo had gone to deliver the ginger tea to Tang Si.

He stood at her door and knocked, again and again, to no response at all. That lass couldn’t have gone to sleep already, right? Just as he was about to leave, he found that the door was not locked at all, so he pushed the door and entered.

Who would have known that Tang Si had just been bathing in the room? She saw a shadow enter and was terrified. “Ah!” She screamed from where she sat in the wooden bathtub.

At the same time, the ginger tea in Mo Ruo’s hands smashed on the floor into tiny pieces.

“Hooligan! Last time you slept with me and now you’re peeping at me bathing. I’m going to kill you!” She cursed at him, still in the wooden tub.

Instead, Mo Ruo was still staring wide-eyed at her in shock. He wasn’t trying to take advantage of her, his eyes were open purely because of shock!

“You’re still looking?!”

He finally reacted and quickly turned around. Someone outside had heard the scream and was running towards them, so Mo Ruo quickly closed the door. A voice called out from outside, “Miss Tang, are you alright?”

If other people knew that Mo Ruo had seen her bare body, she’d never live it down. Tang Si quickly calmed down her tone and raised her voice, “I’m fine! I just… saw a rat. You can go.”

“Oh, it’s a rat? I thought something happened to Miss Tang.”

“It’s nothing! You can go quickly.” The people outside dispersed.

Mo Ruo also breathed a sigh of relief. He didn’t dare to look towards the interior of the room as he explained, “It’s a misunderstanding! I really didn’t know that you were bathing.”

“Don’t you know how to knock?”

“I’d already knocked for half a day without getting a reply. The door was open, so I came in.”

Tang Si glared at him fiercely, “Then why did you come here so late at night?”

“I wanted to bring some ginger tea to you. Didn’t you get drenched by the rain?” I had good intentions!

She looked at the floor and realised that it really was a bowl of ginger tea. Her anger was greatly appeased.

Seeing that the people outside had already left, and worried that Tang Si would get out her whip to lash him, Mo Ruo quickly continued, “Then, I’ll go first. What happened just now was just an accident! Totally an accident…”

“Hey, you…” Before Tang Si could stop him, he had slithered out and closed the door.

Tang Si sat back into the wooden tub and looked at that fleeing silhouette, then looked at that shattered bowl of ginger tea as happiness bloomed within her heart. First, he touched her chest, then they slept together for a night, and now…

As her thoughts got to that point, Tang Si started worrying at her lips. “Stinky brat, you got off easy.” Hehe!

After Mo Ruo ran out of the room, he looked as if he had just escaped from a hellscape. He was panting heavily, forehead full of sweat. Cursed, he must have been cursed!

[1] IT'S HAPPENED! AFTER 600+ CHAPTERS OF UST, THERE'S SNUSNU!