For a brief mont, Yun Ran even suspected if he could guess what she was thinking?
Just like in ancient texts, it was once recorded that so cultivators, after reaching a certain level, could know the thoughts in others’ minds by gazing into their eyes or by touching their foreheads with their palms, and could even know their past and future.
Or perhaps so chosen people, after encountering a certain opportunity, suddenly possessed abilities beyond the norm.
Yun Ran was deep in thought, slightly tilting her head and staring at Nangong Mo, her expression unpredictable.
Nangong Mo, feeling a bit guilty under her gaze, cleared his throat and said seriously, "Yun Ran, please wipe your drool."
Perhaps it was because his expression was too elegant and dignified that Yun Ran, who was daydreaming, subconsciously raised her hand to wipe the corner of her mouth, only to realize she had been fooled.
"!!!"
"Nangong Mo, do you have a death wish?!"
The man raised an eyebrow lightly and answered seriously, "There are three hundred beautiful concubines in my mansion, why would I want to die?"
Yun Ran: "........."
Holding back for a mont, she finally couldn’t resist, and Yun Ran directly picked up the washbasin beside her and placed it upside down on his head.
"Beautiful concubines?! Go dream your spring and autumn dreams! Scoundrel!"
"..."
Nangong Mo gracefully lifted the basin off his head, nonchalantly tidied his hair that had been ssed up, and curved his thin lips into an infuriating smile, "So angry? Are you jealous?"
Yun Ran: "..."
"I’m gonna make you regret this!"
With that, she grabbed the basin from his hand and hit it directly on top of his head, bottom side down.
"Bang——"
A dull thud echoed especially loudly in the quiet night.
Yun Ran: "Oh my! That sound is like the music of the heavens! So pleasant!"
Nangong Mo: "..."
If one day he beca a fool, it would definitely be because of mischief from a certain dead girl.
"Nangong Mo, how does it feel? Want to try again?"
"..."
"Silence implies consent, does it? Then I’ll just give you..."
Before Yun Ran could finish her sentence, her wrist was suddenly caught by him. With a gentle tug, she fell toward him, and after a rush of vertigo, she was already on the bed.
Looking at the man’s handso face so close, Yun Ran felt speechless and tried to break free from his embrace, "Shaless villain! You ambushed ! Cunning! Let go!"
Not only did the man not let go, but he tightened his hold even more, his voice low and smiling, with a touch of gentleness, "Be good, let hold you for a while."
"..."
Yun Ran was quite speechless. What’s this? Was he treating her like a pillow? Or as a pet?
Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but reach out with two fingers and pinch him on the chest, "Either you let go, or you roll off the bed, take your pick. Otherwise, don’t bla for being ruthless!"
Nangong Mo: "...But clearly you are the flower."
"What did you say?"
"I said, you’ve lost weight!"
"Huh?"
Yun Ran was stunned; the topic had shifted too quickly, leaving her sowhat unresponsive.
Yet she saw him seriously scrutinizing her, his brows slightly furrowed, sighing softly, "Is it because I haven’t been by your side these past few days, causing you to lose your appetite and not sleep well? Look, you’ve lost a circle of weight."
As he spoke, his hand even squeezed her slender waist, "Look how skinny you are; I can grab around with one hand. If I were any later, you’d probably vanish altogether."
Finally, he even reached out a hand and patted her head, like petting a puppy, "Such a pitiful little one!"
Yun Ran: "........."
[Just want to ask, is the peak of narcissism being shaless?!]
[Once upon a ti, I thought there’s nothing wrong with narcissism! Isn’t it great?]
[Now... I’ll be a bit more humble in the future!]
"Nangong Mo, is it really okay for you to be so shaless? Can’t you have so dignity?"
"Why need dignity when a beauty is in my arms?"
Yun Ran: "..."
[Look at him, seeming so justified, perhaps even proud?!]
"Nangong Mo, when you commanded the troops and waged wars, were you like this too?"
To this, the man just snorted coldly without answering.
"By the way, did you have any female generals under your command? There should be, right? Many? How did you act in front of them...?"
Yun Ran suddenly had many questions to ask, but before she could finish, Nangong Mo suddenly shoved her onto the bed.
"Ah! You bastard!"
Everything happened too suddenly, Yun Ran was just about to get up when the light in front of her dimd, and the man’s tall figure pressed down on her, pinning her to the bed.
With one hand propped on the bed and the other lifting her chin, he whispered seductively, "The night is long, the moon is dark, and the wind is high, why don’t we discuss sothing else?"
Yun Ran: "???"
[Sothing else? What sothing else? That smile definitely isn’t a good sign...]
Yun Ran covered his face with both hands and pushed him away, "I want to know why you can be so shaless!"
"What’s there to discuss? I can be even more shaless, want a demonstration?"
Yun Ran: "..."
[A demonstration? Anyone who can say this has permanently lost their sense of sha!]
Nangong Mo raised his eyebrows slightly; "lost his sense of sha"? No, that’s sothing he threw away himself.
"Judging by this shy expression, you must be looking forward to my performance?"
Alard by his hands wandering over her face, Yun Ran suddenly snapped out of it and slapped him, "Who’s shy? Who’s expecting? You shaless bastard!"
But her hand was caught by him and brought to his lips for a light kiss, an eyebrow raised in a low chuckle, "Not only shaless but quite beastly too."
Yun Ran: "?!" ...
And he indeed was as he said, not only shaless but quite beastly, as evidenced by the starry sky, the bright moon, and the clear breeze.
...
Early the next morning, after a night’s rest, everyone began preparing for the hunt.
As per tradition, the first day of the hunt would begin with an archery competition, intended to let everyone stretch their muscles and familiarize themselves in advance.
Because once the hunt began, it would be a team competition.
On the field, dozens of bullseye targets were set up in sequence, and on the archery tables, strong bows and powerful crossbows stood out, with golden saddles and fine horses already waiting in line, just waiting for the participants to ride and showcase their riding and shooting skills.
Under the clear blue sky, the scene aroused a spontaneous surge of enthusiasm, provoking an irresistible urge to join in.
The Crown Prince symbolically gave a pre-competition speech, and with the sound of a gong, the archery competition officially began.
Younger participants wearing nomadic attire leaped onto horseback, wielding long bows, nocking arrows, aiming at the targets as their steeds galloped forward, releasing the arrows.
So arrows veered off to the ground, so barely reached the target, and occasionally one or two hit the bullseye.
Yun Ran wasn’t much interested in the archery competition, but she was quite eager to explore the hunting grounds in the mountains.
Just as she was about to slip away quietly to scout the area, a figure suddenly erged at the corner, blocking her path precisely.
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