Ti ticked away little by little, and the night deepened.
Yun Ran quietly turned over and glanced, the man held a scroll of book in his hand, brows lowered, reading intently.
[They say viewing beauty under the lamp light makes the beauty more intoxicating! The sa goes for handso n!]
[I have to admit, this guy looks really good! Especially when he doesn’t speak, he’s particularly charming!]
The man continued flipping through the book with a normal expression, but the corners of his mouth curved into a subtle, almost imperceptible smile.
After a long ti, Yun Ran finally woke up from the allure of his looks, sowhat annoyed and despised herself for a while.
"Hey, Nangong Mo, are you really planning to sit here all night?"
The man raised his eyes, surprised, and glanced at her, "Lin Wanyue, you’re still awake?"
Yun Ran: "..."
[Feels like this dog man is... mocking her?]
Yun Ran glared at him, snorted coldly, "What’s it to you whether I sleep or not?"
The man curved his lips, laughing lightly and teasingly, "Could it be that you’re finding it hard to sleep without the warmth of Lord’s embrace?"
Yun Ran: "???"
Dazed for three seconds, Yun Ran barely found her voice.
"Shaless! Brazen shaless! A rogue without any morals!"
However, Yun Ran almost ground her teeth to pieces, but only earned a low, delighted laugh from the man, "Lin Wanyue, the way you curse is really cute."
Yun Ran: "..."
[You’re the cute one! Your whole family’s cute!]
[You can ’see’ now, huh? No need to pretend anymore, huh? Wanton now, huh?]
"You just stay there and read your book all night! Freeze to death, tire to death, let a ghost co and strangle you!"
Nangong Mo: "..."
Having said that, Yun Ran turned over with a heavy cold snort, leaving Nangong Mo with a proud and aloof back.
The man raised his hand to lightly press his brow, but his eyes were full of tenderness and indulgence.
For a mont, there were no words, Yun Ran tried to sleep, Nangong Mo read by the bedside.
...
The moon shifted and the night deepened, yet Yun Ran still hadn’t fallen asleep, listening intently for any movent, knowing he was still there.
Ultimately, she couldn’t bear it, planning to let him co up to sleep.
Yun Ran poked her head out from under the quilt again, "Nangong Mo."
The man looked at her, his brows slightly furrowed, eyes filled with concern, "Why aren’t you asleep yet? Really insomnia?"
Yun Ran: "..."
At this mont, her mind was full of his words ’finding it hard to sleep without the warmth of Lord’s embrace?’ echoing around, simply a devil’s chant invading her ears!
Seeing her silent, the man was sowhat anxious, "Lin Wanyue, is your stomach hurting again?"
As he spoke, his hand already reached through the quilt towards her waist and abdon, intending to transfer True Qi.
Yun Ran lightly pressed his hand, shook her head, "No, it doesn’t hurt."
"Then... where’s uncomfortable? Is it a headache?"
Seeing the tension and concern in the man’s eyes, Yun Ran sighed lightly, "No, I just wanted to say, it’s cold down there, co up and sleep."
The man was taken aback, a joyful flicker in his eyes, "Lin Wanyue, have you forgiven Lord?"
Yun Ran silently rolled her eyes, "Nope!"
"Lord doesn’t believe it."
"I just haven’t settled scores with you yet, can’t let you freeze to death like this, right?"
The man blinked, expression a mix of innocence and grievance, "Is that so?"
"Yes! I’ll spare your dog life for now, slowly tornt, and beat you to death later!"
"..."
Nangong Mo still felt extrely content and happy.
She said she wouldn’t forgive him, but wasn’t she still concerned about him?
Worried he’d be cold, tired, wear himself out.
Such a girl who says one thing but ans another!
After Nangong Mo lay down, he reached out naturally to pull Yun Ran into his embrace, tucking the blanket snugly, not letting any wind through, afraid she’d catch a chill.
Yun Ran pushed him, "Asked you up here, didn’t ask you to get this close, move your paw."
Nangong Mo simply hugged her tighter, coaxing gently, "Be good, don’t move about. You’re icy, let Lord warm you up."
Yun Ran: "..."
[A perfectly good prince always thinks about warming... soone’s bed? What kind of pursuit is this?]
Nangong Mo smiled quietly behind her: Isn’t this a normal pursuit for a normal man?
"Lin Wanyue, relax, don’t be scared, no matter how beastly Lord may be, he won’t do anything to you at this mont."
The man leaned close to her ear, whispering in an alluring and seductive tone, warm breath brushing against her neck...
Yun Ran’s breath caught, heart skipped a beat in a disarrayed mont.
Raising her hand, she pinched his arm, "Who’s nervous? Who’s scared? Dare speak nonsense again, believe or not, kick you off the bed with one foot?"
The man chuckled, chest slightly quivering, "Not nervous? But your heart..."
Paused slightly, tone becoming even more seductive, tempting under the dark night, "Is beating so fast!"
Yun Ran: "!"
"Jerk! Lecher! Where do you think your hand is going? Move!"
...
At this mont, Lin Yanran’s mood was extrely foul.
It was already late at night, yet she was still tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
Mother ntioned that the incense was nad "Enchanted Moon," originating from Nanyue, extrely powerful, breathing it in for just a quarter of an hour would make even the most upright gentleman lose his self-control and beco wild.
However, she used that incense today, spending a long ti alone with the Crown Prince, but he behaved without the slightest abnormality.
They were so close, he couldn’t possibly not have inhaled the incense.
Yet, he showed no reaction at all.
Why was this?
Lin Yanran had been mulling over this question for quite a while, conjuring up three possibilities.
Firstly, the incense had no effect on him?
Yet she felt this possibility was unlikely.
Secondly, perhaps he simply didn’t have those... affections or he wasn’t attracted to her.
Thirdly, he possessed extraordinary self-control, suppressing desires without revealing any signs.
Lin Yanran turned over again, feeling deeply troubled and irritable.
She’d rather it be the first or third reason than the second.
Today, she had subtly probed him about Lin Wanyue.
She said she hadn’t seen her sister for a while, unsure of how she was doing.
He acted as if he knew nothing, even suggesting she visit Prince Qin Mansion to check on her, delivering greetings on his behalf.
He obviously had seen her in private! Yet he denied, concealed, and lied!
The more this happened, the more it suggested he was hiding sothing.
Thinking of this, Lin Yanran’s eyes filled with hatred, mixed with jealousy and resentnt.
What did she lack compared to that Lin Wanyue?
In terms of looks, talent, status, where did she lose to her?
Previously, whenever he ca to the mansion, although he was gentle to her, he paid special attention to that Lin Wanyue.
She never understood before, Lin Wanyue being timid and ek, hardly presenting herself, what exactly attracted his attention?
Besides her face, what else does she have to show?
Maybe it’s just that face!
Thinking about that face, her eyes gradually darkened, filled with malice.
"Lin Wanyue! You’re a scourge!"
"Ultimately, you must not be kept around!"
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