Mang We Jing pulled Mu Xinyi's body closer. A fragrant smell had provoked him. He was smelling the smell as if he was sniffing over a flower.
"Your…Your Highness?" Mumbled Buchang at the back when seeing his prince suddenly did that – he did not act like his usual self.
Mang We Jing's action made Mu Xinyi flinch, "What-" she got her sense back and realized the situation she was in.
"Smell nice…this smell…Yellow wine?" Mang We Jing looked into Mu Xinyi's eyes closely after sniffing her a few more times.
"Ye…yes?! Ah… A wine falls on me, Your Highness." Mu Xinyi slowly but hardly pushed Mang We Jing's body with her left hand, 'What! How strong is he? Urghhh! This is the first time I'm struggling to push someone without using all of my strength…'
Inhaled…exhaled…she tried to be patient. She glanced at Mang We Jing to see his reaction however, Mang We Jing still show the same reaction—a stoic face.
Even so, Mu Xinyi did not give up. She continued struggling, pushing his body away, 'He is indeed strong, even without his martial arts. Well…a war prince, huh?'
"Wine…falls?" asked Mang We Jing curiously while looking around. His eyes only caught five women besides Mu Xinyi, 'Besides us, there's no one else here besides these three ladies and their maids.'
Not long after, his mind caught up with what kind of state the woman he was hugging had fallen into, 'Ha. It seems this Mu Xinyi is being bullied.' He felt a bit annoyed, 'Look like she's an ant…even though she glares at me like a tiger before at the banquet.'
"Hah…" Mu Xinyi let out a heavy sigh deliberately, wanting to express her annoyance. She gave up to push away the man who had been hugging her like he was hugging a bolster.
Mang We Jing heard the heavy sigh and focused his attention on the lady in front of him—the lady he had around his arms since a while ago, 'I did not feel the slightest uncomfortable or disgusted.'
Moreover, something attracts him – the face he stared at the moment seems a bit different from before even though it covers by the sleeves. He tightens his hugs over Mu Xinyi's body.
'…it was useless…hmm. I purposely hug her tightly to see what she wants to hide under her sleeve, but she still didn't remove her right hand,' he glanced a bit lower, 'instead, she tried to push me away with only her left hand that looks like it can break any moment if I grip it harder,' His thought running wild.
"Ehem! Your Highness, I am grateful that your highness saved me, but please remove your hand."
"…" Mang We Jing just stared at Mu Xinyi. His stoic face did not change expression even a bit.
"What?" Asked Mu Xinyi when she was being stared at for a quite long time – Wondering if the man in front of her had something to ask.
"…"
'Haaa?!' Mu Xinyi irked by the silent response, 'I've never heard the third prince like to play mute!' a line appeared between her brows and her eyes flare.
'Hmm, this little tiger like to glare at me.' Mang We Jing's inner self chuckled quietly; he got to see the glare once again. Still, his stoic face did not change.
"Your Highness. It's not nice for an unmarried man and unmarried lady to be seen like this. Besides, Your Highness is a prince, please be aware of your status."
"…"
Pap. Mu Xinyi gave up talking nicely since it did not work. Her left hand hastily grabbed Mang We Jing's clothes. However, because of the firm body, only a little part of Mang We Jing's body bent toward her. Thus, she tiptoes to reach his ear, "Besides, it's weird to see a YOUNG lady and an OLD man hugging like this. Isn't it right, Your Highness?"
His mouth curved into a tiny smile. This time, he intentionally leaned his body toward Mu Xinyi, "I am ONLY 25 years old. Aren't ladies like a mature man more?" Whispered Mang We Jing with a mellifluous tone.
Mu Xinyi wanted to look at the prince's expression, whether he was feeling mad or irritated but she did not dare to, 'Our face is so close! If I turn my face even slightly, I might bump his face! Hurting the royals might get me into prison!'
"Ha-ha. Your Highness, not all ladies like mature men. Besides, not all OLD MAN is mat-" Mu Xinyi's stopped, suddenly she felt at loss, 'Why I should play around like this…? I should just ignore it.'
"Your highness?"
"My lady?"
Asked Buchang and Ruyang flustered at the same time when they saw their master acting odd and the aura around them suddenly become cold – Even their body shivered in that coldness.
With the interruption of their servants, Mang We Jing let go of Mu Xinyi.
"Thank you, Your Highness," said Mu Xinyi subtly with a bow before leaving. She then left the prince and his servant.
As she walked through the two ladies that 'play' with her; her sister and Ha Wen Ru, with a smirk, she glared at them although their eyes were focusing on the war prince, Mang We Jing.
'…hmm?' Mang We Jing's curious why his heart felt lightened when all he did is looking at Mu Xinyi's back. Unaware, his hand was already on his chest. He did not know why, but he felt that he had the same feeling before – when seeing Xi Bai.
However, he ignored his heart because it was his first meeting with Mu Xinyi, 'This is probably because it was fun teasing her.'
"Mu Ra Huo greets Your Highness third prince."
"Ha Wen Ru greets Your Highness third prince."
Tap.Tap. Tap. Without giving any attention to that two dancing caterpillars that greet him, Mang We Jing walk away, "Insects."
Mu Ra Huo and Ha Wen Ru blinked several times, "What did His Highness say?" Ha Wen Ru nudged her friend, Mu Ra Huo while her eyes still followed Mang We Jing's shadow.
"Huh…? I-I don't know." Like two peas in a pod, both of them have the same reaction—their eyes were deeply staring at him, and their smile showed the obvious.