The woman’s speech was cheerful and delightful, with an indescribable elegance in her smile, yet her words truly infuriated Yuan Feishuang!
"What do you an by liking your appearance? Aren’t Central Plains won known for their modesty? How can there be soone as shaless as you?"
Seeing Yuan Feishuang’s furious deanor, Yun Ran smiled even more brilliantly, showing no sign of anger.
"Cousin, you are wrong! Excessive modesty is pride and hypocrisy. As for , I’m just honest and straightforward, and love telling the truth."
Yuan Feishuang glared angrily at Yun Ran, feeling quite frustrated, "You’re just praising yourself again!!!"
Yun Ran blinked, her gaze genuinely innocent, "No, I’m actually praising our Prince!"
Yuan Feishuang was taken aback, thinking she was completely talking nonsense, trying to deceive people!
She snorted disdainfully, looking down on Yun Ran, "My cousin is graced with heavenly beauty, why need your praise? What you should do is feel inferior!"
Nangong Mo slightly turned his head and asked Yun Ran, "What are you praising the Prince for?"
"Of course, it’s your unique wisdom, unparalleled intelligence, always seeing through the world’s superficiality to discover the most genuine and beautiful people and things~"
"Heh..."
Nangong Mo’s lips curved slightly, he raised an eyebrow lightly, smirking, "You an to say, the Prince has good taste, so he likes you?"
Yun Ran looked at him fearlessly, smiling with eyes like crescents, "Or are you implying your taste is bad?"
Nangong Mo: "..."
Bad! The Prince must be blind to have taken a liking to you, little rascal!
Yun Ran tilted her head gently, gazing softly at Nangong Mo with a smile.
[What strange look is that from the puppy man? Could he be cursing inwardly? There’s a lake ahead... maybe later I’ll pretend to slip and send him for a drink?]
Nangong Mo: "..."
He cast a subtle glance at his fingers, his gaze cooling as it swept over Yun Ran’s smiling, flower-like little face, then pinched his fingers.
Yun Ran noticed his slightest move, furrowing her brow, contemplating.
[Why is he pinching his fingers for no reason? Pinching his fingers is fine, but why give that look... Is he planning to strangle ?]
[Should I strike first?]
"..."
Yuan Feishuang looked at the two’s ’exchanging glances and tender feelings’ scene, inexplicably finding it challenging to bear!
She stepped forward, standing between them, separating the two, glaring at Yun Ran malevolently, and said:
"Lin Wanyue, do you think I can’t hear it? You’re just subtly, indirectly praising yourself. Are all Central Plains won as shaless and arrogant as you?"
"And what’s with saying my cousin likes your looks? Really slapping gold on your face!"
"Did I?"
Yun Ran reached up to touch her face, nonchalantly raising her eyebrows and smiling, "If he doesn’t like soone like , does he like soone like you?"
That remark undoubtedly provoked Yuan Feishuang, causing her to explode imdiately!
"Why can’t he like soone like ? What’s wrong with liking soone like ? You look like this and behave like that! You’re not worthy of my cousin at all!"
"Also, forgot to tell you, this ti I ca to Tianchu on a mission of strengthening ties through marriage between our two countries, I am to marry my cousin!"
At this point, Yuan Feishuang’s gloom swept away, she instantly turned spirited, her eyes danced provocatively at Yun Ran, "As for you, just wait to be dismissed!"
Upon hearing this, Yun Ran lightly blinked her eyes, looking at Nangong Mo with a seemingly frosty gaze.
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