Zongman: Unknowingly trapped in the hatchet

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Probably just hallucination.

Su Qing actually heard the sound of a steam engine.

"Mahiru, would you like some water?"

Drinking water is not true, cooling down the steam engine is true.

"No, isn't it Princess?"

Like a newborn fawn, Mahiru slowly revealed a pair of pure eyes from the pillow. She blinked, and then her almond-shaped eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, adding a bit of pitifulness.

"Then Your Highness, would you please have some water?"

Su Qing was silent for a moment before he said uncertainly.

"Oh..."

Mahiru didn't know what to reply.

By the way, if it was the real princess, how would she respond to others at this time?

Should I say "Stand up" with a calm face?

Or should she slightly lift up her gorgeous dress that drags on the floor, smile, and perform the so-called aristocratic etiquette?

[No...what am I thinking about?]

Since she wanted to drink water, Mahiru naturally couldn't stick to the pillow anymore.

She could only reluctantly put the pillow down, and then seamlessly held up the cup of water.

Fortunately, Su Qing waited for the hot water to turn into warm water.

It's the kind of temperature that can make you feel warm when you take a sip of the bleak autumn wind.

Otherwise, Mahiru would probably be burned.

"I've finished drinking..."

Gurgling.

Perhaps to relieve her nervousness, Mahiru drank all the water in the cup in one breath.

She placed the water cup carefully on the table like a good child, then shyly hid in the pillow, and then tentatively revealed her misty eyes.

"well."

Su Qing's smile was both doting and helpless.

He picked up the cup that Mahiru had just placed on the table and seemed ready to leave.

But the next moment, a pulling force forced him to give up this idea.

A tiny, pleading voice came from behind. It was Mahiru who grabbed the corner of his clothes the moment she noticed that he was about to stand up.

"what happened?"

Su Qing sat down again, looked into those heart-moving eyes, and asked.

"Where are you going? Don't, don't leave me...okay?"

Mahiru felt uneasy for no reason, and the hand that was squeezing the pillow involuntarily increased its strength.

"Seeing you drink so fast, I thought you were thirsty, so I wanted to pour you a little more."

Su Qing gently stroked the top of the head of the insecure girl in front of him.

He suddenly felt a little distressed.

"Hmm...that's it."

Mahiru narrowed her eyes and swayed her body without any guard due to the force coming from above her head.

"That's it. I won't lie to your highness the princess."

Su Qing thought about it and said this.

"Princess, please stop talking about that..."

Mahiru requested.

"why?"

Su Qing didn’t quite understand, as she was still asking him “Is Her Royal Highness the Princess gone?”

"I always feel a little ashamed..."

Mahiru explained, her face flushed.

"Then who told me to say 'Princess, please have some water' just now?"

Su Qing asked with amusement.

"I didn't ask you to say that..."

In response to Su Qing's questioning, Mahiru simply muttered softly.

"Angel, you have no shame?"

Su Qing asked again.

"That's different..."

[Someone else got it for me..not you]

[And, even so...]

[The "Angel" you say is completely different from others.]

[You don’t even understand this, you are such an idiot..]

Mahiru thought this in her heart, and she seemed to feel a little relieved.

"If you don't like it, don't say that again."

Su Qing said nonchalantly.

"and many more!"

Mahiru suddenly stopped Su Qing.

"Ok?"

When Su Qing cast a doubtful gaze at him, Mahiru blinked and corrected:

“Shame and dislike are not the same thing.”

After that, she leaned her body slightly and whispered:

"Call me more often, I'll get used to it."

After saying this, she prepared to shrink back into the pillow.

But the next moment, a force that did not belong to her took advantage of her relaxation and snatched away her pillow.

"My, my pillow!"

Mahiru shouted at a loss.

She stretched out her arms and kept shaking them in the direction where the pillow was moving away, but this behavior seemed to have the opposite effect, causing the pillow to move further and further away from her.

"W-What did you do?"

Mahiru puffed up her lips with all her strength, trying to express her dissatisfaction in this way.

"It's a change of season. I thought I'd wash it. After all, you put your face against it a lot, don't you?"

Su Qing put the pillow on the other side and said.

"What are you washing in autumn? Give it back to me first..."

Mahiru flapped her arms helplessly, trying to get her pillow back.

However, because it was too far away, there was always a gap between her and it.

"Is this your pillow or mine?"

Su Qing helplessly allowed Mahiru to do what she did. He felt it was necessary to discuss the ownership of the pillow.

"You, yours."

Mahiru sat up straight. Without the protection of a pillow, she could only suppress her shame and fight against Venerable Su Qing.

"Then I say wash, should I wash it?"

Su Qing asked again.

[What am I holding after I wash myself? You idiot! I wasn’t so clean before!]

Mahiru complained madly in her heart about what Su Qing had done.

She bit her red lips lightly, her eyes flickering.

If this continues, the pillow will really be thrown away by Su Qing for washing!

And based on her understanding of him, he probably didn't wash it by hand, but threw it directly into the washing machine!

No...

We have to find a way to save the pillow!

"It's time to wash...but I don't agree!"

Mahiru mustered up her courage and looked up at Su Qing.

"It's not yours, so if you don't agree, then don't agree."

Su Qing looked indifferent, which made Mahiru even angrier!

"Didn't you say I'm a princess? Shouldn't you listen to the princess..."

[What on earth am I talking about...]

Although Su Qing had said early on that he hoped she could act as willful as a child occasionally.

But the difference between a child and a princess is a bit too big!

If shame had a color, it would definitely be the blush on Mahiru's face at this moment.

"Now that you've said that, then... okay."

Su Qing returned the pillow to Mahiru.

What is it like to get something back that you once lost?

Now Mahiru just wanted to hold the pillow tightly in her arms, fearing that if she lost some strength, Su Qing would snatch it back again.

Seeing her so alert, Su Qing just chuckled twice.

"Still laughing? You just want to tease me...you have bad intentions."

Mahiru pursed her lips, hugged the pillow tightly, and gently bumped her head against Su Qing.

"Who dares to tease Her Royal Highness the Princess?"

Su Qing responded with a punch, but it only hit the pillow lightly.

pillow:?

"You. How dare you talk back to Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

Mahiru snorted as if he had caught Su Qing's handle.

"Are you used to it now?"

"I'm used to it. I'll get used to it if you yell a few more times, so why are you using my pillow?"

Mahiru had already realized that Su Qing had no intention of washing the pillow and was just trying to trick her.

"That's more efficient, isn't it?"

"If you say so, then so." Mahiru seemed to have thought of something and asked, "But... why did you suddenly call me 'Princess'?"

She didn't think Su Qing was acting on impulse, and always felt that there were other more important reasons.

"Princesses in fairy tales or novels always appear in beautiful images, right? Just like the popular Snow White," said Su Qing.

"Well, then what?"

Snow White, Mahiru naturally knew about it.

"I have memorized many descriptions of princesses, the gorgeous dresses, the golden jewels, the beautiful appearance... many, many.

In fact, I have always found it difficult to understand the meaning of a word or a character. Just like the word "cold", I have to experience the feeling myself before I can understand it. "Su Qing continued.

"so……?"

"So, the princesses in fairy tales are [beautiful]. Before this, I couldn't understand that kind of [beauty]." Su Qing's voice became gentler and gentler. "It wasn't until I saw you tie your hair up like a princess just now that I suddenly understood. Do you understand my explanation, Your Highness?"

"So it's because I'm as beautiful as a princess in a fairy tale?"

Mahiru confirmed nervously.

"No. The princess is like you, not you like the princess."

Su Qing corrected and emphasized.

"Hehe, is that so?"

When the mist in the eyes fades away, there is joy and sweetness that cannot be concealed.

The girl put down the pillow.

She thought she didn't need it now.

Subsequently.

Mahiru sat up straight and leaned close to Su Qing's ear, covering her mouth with her hand, as if this would allow Su Qing to hear more clearly.

"Well... Actually, I was the same. It was only after meeting you that I understood what the word 'handsome' in the fairy tale prince charming really meant..."

After saying that, Mahiru gently held Su Qing's face.

When their eyes met, an ambiguous atmosphere instantly filled the whole room.

[Because, there is someone I want to touch more...]

Mahiru thought this in her heart, and there seemed to be stars in her eyes, which became brighter and brighter.

"I mean... you are also my prince. So, prince... do you understand?"

thump--

thump--

The sound of the steam engine whistle disappeared.

Instead, there is the echo of heartbeat.