CH 56.4

Finally, butler Cui and co. find the two inside the Ferris wheel, who are asleep but still locked in a fighting stance.

Well, never mind the chaotic scene, or the mess of strewn clothes and jackets throughout the carriage…

Butler Cui quietly pries the skintight shirt on Murong Jihua open, to look at his body full of finger-sized bruises, fist marks from punches, and looking at how He Jünle’s exposed skin only contains teeth marks, his eyes can’t help but redden –

Even when they are fighting, the shaoye still remembers how shao-furen was allergic to his skin. He wouldn’t touch shao-furen with his hands, but is using his mouth!

He sighs, and rubs his wet eyes. He is looking at He Jünle with a slightly more complicated gaze.

The shaoye is treating you so well. You are someone shaoye wouldn’t ever force himself on even in bed, and you… le sigh!

What a sly fae, what a damned sly fae of a man indeed!

Murong Jihua, well groomed and tidied up by butler Cui, sleeps soundly until well into the afternoon.

——After a whole three hundred rounds of intense fighting with He Jünle in his dream——Murong Jihua wakes up all dejected. What he immediately sees, are the big watery Carslan eyes of Su Xiaomo.

“???”

“Murong-gege, you finally woke up!”

Su Xiaomo sounds like she could tear up as she continues,

“Please, come quick, Her Highness Elizabeth is having a standoff with Le-gege, none of us could stop them!”

“Mm… I wonder what Your Highness… thinks of this…”

He Jünle continues putting force on his palm. The two hands that are holding each other thus shudder momentarily;

“Ah~… Mr Lejün is 素晴らしい as expected~ Amazing… Ah~ But~ Creo que puedo continuar hold on para algún tiempo~ Ah… This is amazing~ Mister~~~”

The Princess isn’t one to back down as veins pop on her wrist, shocking Ni Haofan into screaming where he stands nearby;

“Fufu… I still have more amazing tricks up my sleeve… mm… Does Your Highness wish to see?”

“Ah~ Already? That would be amazing! Mm… No, we should… ugh,”

——It’s over.

Murong Jihua, who hurried his way to the garden expecting to break up a fight, asks, “… what are you two doing?”

Time: 〃

Location: Murong residence, Garden

People: Princess Elizabeth; He Jünle

Event: Arm wrestling

Result: Narrow victory for He Jünle

After a round, Princess Elizabeth takes out a handkerchief to sponge the sweat off her forehead and greets Murong Jihua with reddened cheeks,

“Aah, Mu-dage! ¡Mucho tiempo sin ver!” (TL: ‘long time no see’ in the raws)

He Jünle exhales while flinging his fatigued hand a bit first, before tasting the cup of black tea on the table.

The Princess smiles and flutters her dress as she leaps off the white bench.

She walks over towards Murong Jihua with elegant steps, saying,

“Mr Murong, I have thought about it, and I certainly feel I should not yet concede,

I know that I am likely inferior to Mr Lejün——Jünle, even in the field of arm wrestling, the skill that I have been most proud of since birth.”

A butterfly lands on her shoulder.

“However, Mr Murong, your excellence is far too brilliant——I understand that I am unqualified from participating and ruining the experiment for the perfect gene, but can Mr Murong please consider satisfying——The little wish I have, coming from this little girl?”

Little girl?

Murong Jihua’s eyes twitch – So you actually still identified yourself as human?

‘Splat.’

Princess Elizabeth extended her hand and, in the blink of an eye, has turned the butterfly on her shoulder into mush.

Murong Jihua “…”

The screaming Su Xiaomo has been shoved behind Murong Jihua for her own protection.

Her Highness Elizabeth seems entirely unfazed by the corpse of an insect by her neck——With juices still splattered on her skin. Her lips pry open into a voiceless smile, as she puts up prayer hands to say,

“Please allow me to fight one-on-one with Mr He Jünle! ——If this humble lady happens to fortuitously possess any skills wherein I can triumph over him——

Mr Murong, please provide me an opportunity to create life with you!”

Everything is quiet.

He Jünle appears undisturbed. Not even the cup of black tea he was holding had any ripples.

Author’s notes:

Everyone understood the poems, right?

Also, key takeaway – they haven’t gone to third base, yet. You see.

Love you! Kisses!