Song Jing Rong’s face was cold, except for a slight tremor when the knife first touched her.
Hiss…
This was Chen Jing’s first time being physically cut open.
Near her tail, Song Jing Rong mercilessly cut her, with blood continuously flowing, almost killing her with pain.
Now, thoughts of revenge completely occupied Chen Jing’s mind.
Blood kept flowing. Just as Chen Jing was about to faint from blood loss, something moved at her heart.
Her brain spun dizzyingly, blinking her eyes, and when she came to, Chen Jing had already returned to human form, held in Song Jing Rong’s arms.
Chen Jing’s vision was somewhat blurry, her pallor from excessive blood loss looking haggard. Song Jing Rong lowered his eyes, looking at her, his gaze flickering, lost in thought.
Before she could finish the word, Chen Jing fainted.
Chapter 59: Pervert 5
The girl in his arms had fair, tender skin, completely nude, her face pale from blood loss, but her lips unusually red and moist, making one’s throat tighten.
She gently closed her eyes, her head resting on his chest, breathing barely audible.
Song Jing Rong’s heartbeat was irregular. He closed his eyes and expressionlessly carried her to the bed.
Chen Jing lay obediently. Looking at her somewhat frail figure, Song Jing Rong stood by the bedside, and his fingertips reached towards her cheek.
Song Jing Rong thought he would just touch lightly, feeling she looked pitiful and wanting to touch her face to transmit some warmth.
However, just as his palm touched her cheek, Chen Jing woke up.
Chen Jing opened her eyes, glancing sideways at the hand and questioningly raising an eyebrow: “What’s wrong?”
Her voice was very weak.
Song Jing Rong suddenly came to his senses, his heartbeat racing, but his face remained cold: “Nothing, just checking if you have a fever.”
Chen Jing’s lips curved in a smile, glancing at his hastily withdrawn hand, teasingly said: “To check for a fever, shouldn’t you touch the forehead? You’re so capable, you can tell by touching the face?”
Song Jing Rong slightly frowned: “Weren’t you asleep?”
“Mm, I was just a bit dizzy before, couldn’t open my eyes,” Chen Jing turned sideways, her elbow on the bed, chin resting on her elbow, her smile gradually fading, curiously asking: “Did My Lord know me before?”
She wasn’t asleep…
Because of this sentence, Song Jing Rong’s heart trembled, and an inexplicable emotion emerged from a corner, slowly occupying his entire mind, making his scalp tingle and his spirit drift.
Chen Jing saw him in a daze and reminded him: “Your Highness?”
Song Jing Rong suddenly woke up: “Hmm?”
He raised his head to meet Chen Jing’s surprised gaze and quickly tried to remedy it with a nonchalant manner: “What’s wrong?”
Chen Jing asked: “I’m curious, how did Your Highness know that I am human?”
Song Jing Rong replied: “The reason you can turn into an eel is because of me. Do you still remember the Golden Armor Building incident?”
“I remember, but…” Chen Jing said, surprised, “You don’t mean to say that I turned into an eel because of the piece of cloth you threw down?”
Song Jing Rong remained silent.
Chen Jing looked at him for a while, then laughed: “…Is that really so?”
“I’m sorry,” Song Jing Rong said softly, “I overreacted, thinking you were going to kill me, so I…”
He stopped here, sitting quietly with his eyes lowered.
Chen Jing knew what he was going to say: “It’s not your fault, it’s all my own doing.”
Indeed, although Song Jing Rong had planned to lure her, the Golden Armor Building incident was truly an accident.
If the original host had not been fascinated by the male lead’s beauty and been too playful, learning from the flower-picking bandit to create a fait accompli, there would have been no incident of turning into an eel.
But what could be done…
Looking at Song Jing Rong’s noble and unrelated attitude, and thinking about the blood she had just shed, and the suffering she would have to endure every month in the future, Chen Jing completely did not want to forgive him. She still wanted to destroy him.
Chapter 60 Pervert 6
Chen Jing thus stayed in the Prince’s Mansion.
Regarding her origin, Song Jing Rong only told people that she was a guest from afar, instructing the entire mansion to serve her carefully and that no one was to offend her. In reality, since recovering her human form, Song Jing Rong had never let her go out. Except for the steward Zhou Yuan and the physician who entered three times daily, Chen Jing had not seen anyone else in the Prince’s Mansion.
After being confined for three days, Chen Jing couldn’t bear it anymore. During dinner, when Song Jing Rong came to eat together, she looked at him a few times and then asked dissatisfiedly: “What does Your Highness mean by this?”
Song Jing Rong deliberately played dumb: “What does Miss Chen mean?”
Chen Jing couldn’t be bothered to beat around the bush: “When are you going to let me go?”
Song Jing Rong looked at her.
After raising her for a few days, the girl’s original beauty and spirit had almost been fully restored. On her beautiful face, when those black eyes looked over, even filled with impatience, they still made his heart race uncontrollably.
Her beautifully shaped thin lips were bright and alluring. Song Jing Rong involuntarily swallowed, his gaze gradually deepening.
The pale red lips moved, but what came out was a statement that made him extremely uncomfortable.
Chen Jing saw he remained silent and said: “Prince, that day was my fault. I apologize to you. But you turned me into an eel, and now I have to suffer every month after turning back. Isn’t this punishment enough?”
Song Jing Rong couldn’t help but laugh coldly inside, but his face remained unchanged, saying casually: “Whatever Miss Chen wants to do, this Prince will try to satisfy. But may I ask, where does Miss Chen plan to go after leaving?”
Chen Jing replied: “Of course, I’m going home. I’ve been out for quite some time, and my father has always been worried about me. Prince, you are truly a famous philanthropist. Thank you for taking care of me these days.”
When I return, I will definitely have my father thank you properly.”
This should have been pleasing to Song Jing Rong’s ears, as his original purpose was to get close to Chen Jing and marry her to gain her father’s power. But at this moment, he suddenly turned cold.
The medicine Chen Jing drank was personally brought by him. After drinking, she put it aside, and the empty bowl hadn’t been cleared yet. Song Jing Rong picked it up and smashed it on the ground.
With a loud crash, both were stunned after he smashed it.
Song Jing Rong was the first to react. He stood up abruptly, made no explanation, left the broken pieces on the ground, and turned to walk away.
Chen Jing looked at his angry back, then at the fragments scattered on the ground, and laughed with interest.
“Your Highness.”
Zhou Yuan was waiting outside. Seeing Song Jing Rong’s gloomy face and the cold, penetrating aura around him, he immediately bowed respectfully, his voice trembling nervously.
Zhou Yuan was worried and fearful. How did he become like this today, leaving so quickly and in such anger?
Zhou Yuan was anxious and afraid, thinking about everything, his heart completely at a loss. However, after walking just a few steps, Song Jing Rong suddenly stopped.
Zhou Yuan was startled and stopped too, carefully asking: “Your Highness?”
Song Jing Rong let out a cold laugh that scared the steward so much his heart almost jumped out. In the next moment, he calmly said: “Send a message to the Wulin Alliance Master Chen Lin, saying that Miss Chen forcibly had relations with me, took away my innocence. Since the rice is already cooked, I have decided to fulfill Miss Chen’s affections and will marry her soon.”
