CHAPTER 120: CHAPTER 117: COME HERE, LET ME TEACH YOU

She couldn’t control whether she would faint or not.

Should she really make him soak in cold water again?

Thinking of this, Yun Ran couldn’t help but glare at him, "Nangong Mo, why are you so beastly? I’m treating your leg injury, how can you..."

The man slightly raised his chin, looking justified, "Lin Wanyue, I’m a normal man."

"...Since when does normal equal beastly?"

The man snorted coldly, "Tell me, which normal man in the world can remain unmoved after being gently caressed for half an hour by the girl he likes?"

Moreover, the girl’s eyes were full of tenderness, all focused on him; who could resist such affection? Can he be blamed?

Yun Ran felt speechless listening to his words.

"That was to help you unclog your meridians, okay? Can you stop talking nonsense?"

The man hummed and made a request, asking Yun Ran not to use her hands in the future, and just use needles instead.

Yun Ran was taken aback, "Last time you didn’t feel anything despite the many needles, but this time you do, which proves manual meridian therapy works!"

The man replied smoothly, "That’s because it was the first time getting pricked; it hasn’t worked so fast? Just do it more times, and it’ll be fine."

Yun Ran: "..."

Even though she is a doctor, she not only fears taking medicine, but also fears pricking herself with needles.

[Nangong Mo, I’m impressed by your bravado!]

"Are you sure you want it like this?"

The man snorted with a faint, eerie expression, "That’s still better than being tortured by you."

"..."

Yun Ran silently raised her hand to wipe a drop of cold sweat from the corner of her eye, "Is it really that exaggerated?"

"Yes!"

"Gentle torture is still torture."

Yun Ran: "..."

"Lin Wanyue, you now must take responsibility for me."

Yun Ran was stunned, a slight hint of nervousness crossing her face, somewhat at a loss, "But I, I..."

The man had a gentle smile in his eyes, yet his face was full of disdain.

"Look how scared you are, do you think I’m asking you to take responsibility in some indecent way?"

"?"

Yun Ran looked at him, puzzled. Besides that way... is there another way to take responsibility?

The man curved his lips into a smile, beckoning her over, "Come here, I’ll teach you."

"Ah?"

Yun Ran blinked, tilting her head slightly, looking at him.

That smile, that demeanor, really seemed like a big bad wolf trying to lure Little Red Riding Hood.

...

Half an hour later, Ying Yue reported from outside the door that Lan Yi requested to see Yun Ran.

Yun Ran was a bit surprised but went out to meet her.

Lan Yi’s purpose was that Lady Wan was startled and fell ill, temporarily unable to give lessons, so she came to teach Yun Ran embroidery.

Yun Ran was a bit puzzled, embroidery?

She’s been holding needles since she was three, but only to prick people!

"Princess, according to our Tianchu customs, when a girl has someone she likes, she personally embroiders a scented sachet, inside it places a Unity Knot made from their combined hair, symbolizing a bond across three lifetimes, unwavering until old age."

Yun Ran replied without thinking, "I don’t need this; I’m already married."

Lan Yi chuckled gently, "Then you must all the more embroider one to give to Prince Qin! Additionally, you should personally sew a waistband for him, symbolizing being a couple for life."

Yun Ran: "..."

[Your Tianchu customs are really abundant, but why is it always the women giving to the men?]

"In that case, meet me at the pavilion tomorrow noon."

"Yes, Princess."

Lan Yi curtsied, then asked with concern:

"Princess, I noticed you were rubbing your wrist earlier. Did you sprain it? I know a bit of massage techniques; may I take a look for you?"

Yun Ran felt a bit awkward upon hearing this and couldn’t help but inwardly curse that beastly Nangong Mo.