Nangong Mo raised his hand to rub his brow, unable to bear listening to the conversation between the person and the bird any longer, and wheeled away directly.
A slightly excited voice, indistinguishable as male or female, wafted from behind:
[Quick, go push his wheelchair! Doing good deeds can add a little rit Points! Hurry, hurry!]
Nangong Mo pressed his thin lips together, directly speeding up to leave, giving Yun Ran no chance at all.
Yun Ran lazily yawned, "See, it's not that I'm unwilling; he doesn't need it."
[Clearly, you're just too slow! Hmph! Friendly reminder: For the sake of your life, your Silver, and your beauty, you must be a good human and a diligent one at that.]
[Shut up, damn bird.]
[I advise you be gentler to this bird, or else I'll turn you into a beast and let you pounce on Nangong Mo.]
Yun Ran: "..."
This damned bird! What is bearable and what is not!
"Do you believe I'll dig a hole and bury Nangong Mo alive, snuffing out your Spiritual Energy Source right in the cradle?!"
The words spoken through clenched teeth fell to the ground with a chill of murderous intent, yet just as Yun Ran finished speaking, a faintly cool voice ca from behind:
"Oh? Who are you planning to bury?"
Startled by the voice, Yun Ran's heart quivered with an illusion of being struck by heavenly lightning...
Stiffly turning around, she looked at the returning man, her mouth twitching uncontrollably, "Well, what I said was, I'm going to bury myself..."
"Really? I think I heard my na?"
[Yes, you heard correctly, but I would never admit it!]
"Oh, perhaps the wind was too strong, blowing and distorting the sound, causing a misunderstanding, hahaha, yes, a misunderstanding!"
"..."
Never seen soone speak such endless gibberish... a rascal!
Nangong Mo raised an eyebrow, looking at the young lady forcing a smile, whose face was so stiff it was almost frozen, his lips curved with a hint of a smile, "I heard, excessive lies might attract lightning strikes, Princess, be careful."
Yun Ran: "..."
[If that day really cos, before I die, I'll bite you first! And as a ghost, I'll co back to bite you again!]
"..."
Nangong Mo raised his hand lightly pressing his brow, is she a dog?
To prevent her from speaking further nonsense, he reached out and handed her a bowl of dicine.
Yun Ran leaned over to take a look, blinked, "Prince, you're not going to poison , are you?"
The man's sexy thin lips curved with a cold smile, "Narrow-mindedness."
"But why should I drink dicine when I'm perfectly fine?"
"To cure your nonsensical babbling."
"..."
Taking advantage of him not seeing, Yun Ran rolled her eyes and mid a motion of strangling him, but her face blossod with a smile, "The symptoms you're describing are probably caused by evil spirits. If it's evil spirits, dicine won't help. I..." I'm not possessed.
But before she could finish, she saw him raise an eyebrow, with a faint tone, "What? You want to be roasted over the fire?"
"...No, I'll drink it, drink it, alright?"
Yun Ran took the bowl, slled it, closed her eyes tightly, and downed it in one go.
After the bold act, her lovely face grimaced from the bitter taste!
Nangong Mo kindly handed her a preserved fruit.
Yun Ran shoved it into her mouth without thinking.
"Pfft... cough cough cough..."
In an instant, her world was filled with bitter, sour, sweet, spicy, salty, and various flavors.
Yun Ran was sweetened to the point of questioning life, tears flowing; this was not preserved fruit, it was clearly...
[Nangong Mo!]
[You insidious, shaless dog man!]
[Curse you to be unloved by any girl and forever remain a bachelor!]
Finally freed from the 'bittersweet' taste, Yun Ran cast a deadly glare at Nangong Mo, gritting her teeth, "You, did this, on purpose!"
"Hmm?" The man raised an eyebrow, seeming sowhat puzzled.
Still daring to feign ignorance??
"Preserved fruit! Sour! Spicy! Salty!"
Is this ant for people??
"Perhaps it was mistaken." The man's expression was composed, casually dismissing it, just as Yun Ran was about to rush over and knock him down, he sighed faintly, "After all, I am blind and cannot see."
Yun Ran paused her movents, watching as a trace of dim sorrow and loneliness flickered across the man's divine-like handso face, a mont of reluctance and sympathy unexpectedly arose in her heart.
[He's rather pitiful. ant to be favored by heaven yet falling to such a state, he likes Lin Yanran, but Lin Yanran turns her affections elsewhere and abandons him! Alas, it's truly tragic!]
Yun Ran did not notice the man's slightly narrowed eyes, deeply colored and smoldering with danger.
When did he ever say he liked Lin Yanran?
And abandoned! Does this damn woman even know what those words an?
At this mont, Feng Xuan reported from the doorway, "Master, Minister Lin has arrived, requesting to see you."
Yun Ran's eyes lit up, turning her gaze expectantly towards the door.
[Lin Wanyue's worthless father? Since he sent himself over, wouldn't it be improper not to tornt him a bit?]
Nangong Mo's expression slightly stiffened, squinting at Yun Ran, did she just ntion Lin Wanyue? Is she truly not the real Lin Wanyue?
But last night, he examined her face closely, with no signs of disguise.
The report said Lin Wanyue has a fingernail-sized peach blossom mark on her right shoulder, and while accidentally ripping her clothes last night, he unintentionally glimpsed...
It is indeed Lin Wanyue.
Recalling today's conversation between her and the so-called Immortal Bird, Nangong Mo's heart suddenly sprang a bold guess.
"Invite Minister Lin to the front hall."
"Master, I did, but Minister Lin insists on seeking an audience outside the mansion gates."
"Oh?"
Nangong Mo rely raised an eyebrow faintly, without comnting.
Yun Ran imdiately ingratiatingly ca close, smiling with innocent and harmless curved brows, "Master, shall I push you over?"
...
At this mont, outside Prince Qin Mansion.
Lin Qianqiu was dressed in official attire, a gilded hat and boots, standing grandly on the steps, looking down all around, quite majestic.
A luxurious carriage was parked nearby, surrounded by eight brightly dressed maids, all with heads held high, eyes straight ahead, faces proud.
This scene attracted quite a few citizens of the royal city to stop and watch, whispering to each other:
"Yesterday, Miss Lin just married Prince Qin, and today Lord Minister is here, what's this all about?"
"Must say, Prince Qin is really! How could he let his father-in-law stand outside waiting!"
"Who's in that carriage? Which Miss of the Lin Mansion?"
Inside the carriage were Lin Yanran and her mother, Mrs. Qin.
"Mother, Father could have handled this himself, why insist on having co? I really don't want to see that cripple!"
"Mother knows, seeing him reminds you of that unsavory engagent, causing you sha and humiliation."
Lin Yanran glared at Mrs. Qin in annoyance, "You know that and still make co."
Mrs. Qin gave a doting smile, holding her hand, speaking with deep concern, "But for the sake of your reputation remaining unblemished, Yan'er must endure this once, and after today, need not ever see him again."
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