"Why aren’t you talking, Yun Xiaoran?"
Out of nowhere, the man’s alluring voice floated in with the evening breeze.
Yun Ran rolled her eyes at him in disdain, "What should I say? Have you ever seen anyone swear on soone else’s conscience?"
The man was unfazed, "You are the Lord’s princess, how could it be soone else?"
"..."
"Co over quickly and let the Lord feel your conscience."
"......"
Yun Ran was speechless. But since she couldn’t kick him to the ground or chop off his hand, she placed the little fox on his head, "Little Silver, bite him!"
Little Fox: "???"
What happened? Where am I? Who am I?
Nangong Mo: "..."
She actually...
The Hidden Guards lurking nearby: "..."
It’s over! Did we see sothing we shouldn’t have? Are we going to be silenced?
Nangong Mo took a deep breath, gently pinched his fingers, and slowly raised his hand, intending to catch the little fox on his head.
But the little fox keenly sensed the danger, kicked off with its legs and jumped into Yun Ran’s arms in a flash.
Nangong Mo: "..."
Not only was he stepped on the head by a fox, but it also kicked him...
"Chirp chirp—"
The little fox seed very nervous, holding its fluffy little paws over its head, wishing it could curl up into a ball and hide in Yun Ran’s clothes.
Yun Ran patted the little ball to soothe it and glared at Nangong Mo, "Nangong Mo, please restrain your murderous aura, you’ve scared my Little Silver."
The man’s mouth twitched, he slightly lifted his eyelids and glanced at the little ball of white fur, "Little Silver?"
"What’s wrong? Do you have a problem with it?"
"...No. The na is excellent."
If he didn’t rember wrong, that golden-haired tiger was called Little Gold?
Gold, silver, this little person really doesn’t hide her greedy nature!
Besides being greedy, she’s also lovestruck.
And she likes to talk nonsense, full of gibberish.
Maybe I should just put a stop to it quickly?
"Hey! What’s with that expression? What are you thinking about?"
Facing the girl’s chilly gaze, Nangong Mo elegantly and calmly tidied his slightly disheveled hair, without a hint of guilt.
"The Lord was thinking, if the Lord hadn’t arrived in ti, you would’ve probably been taken away by now, had your legs broken and locked in a dog kennel, starving and freezing!"
Yun Ran: "......"
[What did he... say?!]
[A dog kennel?! Broken legs?! Starvation?!]
Unbidden, an image floated into her mind: a person lying pitiably on a pile of straw, clothes in tatters, fighting for food with dogs, with a few cockroaches and rats beside, and when that person lifted their head, it was her face...
Yun Ran shivered, raised her hand and slapped Nangong Mo on the head.
"You scoundrel who can’t say anything nice! You’re the one who’s going to have your legs broken and locked in a dog kennel eating cockroaches and drinking rat poison! Die!"
Nangong Mo: "..."
How did this escalate?
The man coughed lightly and asked her seriously, "Yun Xiaoran, the Lord saved you like a hero, and even if you don’t plan to repay with your affection, why are you still repaying kindness with violence?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Ran slapped him on the head again, "I’m hitting you!"
Nangong Mo: "...You’re being unreasonable."
Yun Ran rolled her eyes again, "Reason? That’s the reason!"
After another slap, Nangong Mo: "...A gentleman uses his mouth, a scoundrel uses his hands. The ancients did not deceive ."
Yun Ran ’swished’ out her brick, waved it in front of him, "Who are you calling a scoundrel?"
Nangong Mo: "..."
Forget it, how can a good man argue with his wife?
"The Lord is the scoundrel."
Yun Ran was quite satisfied with this answer, put the brick away, "Considering your attitude is decent, I’ll let you off for now."
"Thank you, my princess."
Yun Ran lifted her chin and huffed lightly, "By the way, aren’t you worried that after beating up so many of the Crown Prince’s people, he’ll cause you trouble later? Like putting you in a sack and giving you a hard ti."
"..."
The dead girl has sacks on her mind!
Nangong Mo lifted his eyelids slightly, looked at her, and sighed softly, "What could the Lord do? If I didn’t beat them, should I have let them capture you and break your..."
"Smack—"
Yun Ran slapped him on the head, scattering the words he had yet to finish into the wind.
Nangong Mo: "..."
Having a lovely wife is great, except for her love of hitting people.
"Yun Xiaoran, aren’t you afraid of hitting the Lord stupid? You’d only be hurting yourself! You’ll be crying then."
"What’s there for to lose? There are countless handso n in the world, why not go pick another one if one goes dumb."
Nangong Mo: "..."
Pick another?
The man narrowed his eyes dangerously, a chilling breeze swept over, "Who do you intend to pick?"
Yun Ran shuddered from the cold in the wind, holding the little fox tighter for warmth, "Hmph! Why do you care who I pick! What are you worrying so much for when you’ve already gone dumb?"
The man coldly curled his lips, his smile was attractively cold, "Even if I’m dumb, my hands aren’t, whoever you pick, the Lord will go kill him and his entire family."
Yun Ran: "......"
[Does he have to be so bloody and violent?! Their family didn’t provoke you, did they?]
"Yun Xiaoran, have you thought about whose entire family you want to ruin?"
"..."
Listening to the demonic chant drifting past her ear, Yun Ran silently wiped the cold sweat from the corner of her eye, and couldn’t help but mutter softly:
"You’re the one threatening to slaughter soone’s entire family, so how did it beco ruining it all? All I did was look for a handso man! Does it deserve such a big black hat placed on my head?"
"Yun Xiaoran, what are you muttering about over there?"
Yun Ran imdiately stood at attention, smiling innocently like a blossoming spring breeze, "Lord, are you hungry? Want so beggar’s chicken? Want grilled fish? I can cook for you!"
"You?" Nangong Mo raised an eyebrow at her, suspicion in his eyes, "You won’t poison it, will you?"
Yun Ran: "..."
[If I really wanted to poison you, would I go through the effort of hiding it in food? Hmph! Such a petty heart! Dark inside! Twisted and warped! Shaless animal! Ani...]
Nangong Mo couldn’t bear to listen any longer, coughed lightly to interrupt her, "The Lord knows you won’t poison it, but the Lord doesn’t want beggar’s chicken."
Yun Ran smiled brilliantly at him, her eyes bright and pure, "Then what do you want to eat? Tell , I’ll make it for you."
The man lightly raised an eyebrow, glanced at the little fox snuggled in her arms, a flash of dangerous intent flickered in his eyes.
"The Lord wants to eat, braised fox paws, deep-fried fox legs, and cold mixed fox ears."
Little Fox: "???!!!"
Yun Ran: "......"
In the next instant, the little fox sprang out of Yun Ran’s arms, disappearing into the bushes in a few quick jumps.
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