CHAPTER 302: CHAPTER 293: CONFESSION

"The reason for the Princess Consort’s coma is not necessarily this, so the Princess Consort might not have this condition. The Prince should still have peace of mind."

Nangong Mo thought of what Yun Ran said before she fell unconscious. His already clouded expression darkened even more, "Does the Princess Consort have symptoms of blood deficiency? Is it serious? How should it be treated?"

Elder Mo looked at Nangong Mo and thought: This condition is by no means a difficult illness, and most women in this world more or less suffer from a blood deficiency.

But your expression says: This condition is extremely serious! It’s an emergency!

"Rest assured, Prince! The Princess Consort was previously indeed severely debilitated, with both qi and blood deficient. However, after these few months of careful nursing, she has improved greatly from before."

"Though she is still weaker compared to the average person, she is no longer in danger. She only needs careful nursing, attention to regular diet, routine, and mood, aligning with the natural laws of the seasons, and she will surely remain safe and sound for many years to come."

Nangong Mo, while listening, suddenly recalled how Yun Ran often loved to sneak out on windy nights to ’cheat, swindle, and rob,’ staying up late into the night!

He immediately decided in his mind that if she continued her mischief like this in the future, he would just knock her out directly. (Yun Ran: Let me just say thank you...)

After Elder Mo prepared the prescription, he handed it to Yue Ying. Then he walked over to Nangong Mo, "Prince, allow this old man to check your pulse."

Nangong Mo’s gaze never left Yun Ran, and he unhesitatingly refused Elder Mo.

"This prince is fine. Everything can wait until after the Princess Consort awakens."

"..."

Elder Mo frowned, looking at him: You’re fine! You’re fine! Do you not understand the state of your own body?

If you could spare half of the concern you have for the young lady for yourself, you wouldn’t say something like you’re fine.

"Elder Mo, thank you for your hard work. Feng Xuan, see Elder Mo home."

Elder Mo: "..." I’m not tired! I’m not going home!

"Yes, my lord!"

In the blink of an eye, Feng Xuan appeared in front of Elder Mo, giving him a polite but fierce smile,

"Elder Mo, shall I carry you?"

Elder Mo was shocked by this suggestion, and upon seeing that strange smile on Feng Xuan’s face, almost blew his beard out in a huff.

If this kid carries me again, can I survive with these old bones?!

Elder Mo shook his white beard, stubbornly glanced at Nangong Mo, "The Princess Consort should wake up soon after taking the medicine; I’ll come again tomorrow morning. Farewell for now."

After taking a few steps, Elder Mo turned back to add, "At that time, Prince, please do not decline again."

Nangong Mo slightly nodded, "Feng Xuan, see Elder Mo out."

This time, before Feng Xuan could speak, Elder Mo already strode toward the door, throwing out, "I’ll walk myself."

Soon, Nangong Mo was the only one left in the sleeping hall.

He pulled a chair over and sat by the bed, gently grasped Yun Ran’s hand in his palm, and gazed quietly and deeply at her sleeping face.

"Yun Ran, please wake up soon, get better quickly, and afterward..."

"Afterward, I will no longer cheat you out of your Silver."

"I’ll give you all my Silver instead."

"I also won’t run away from home anymore."

"Can you hear me talking? Please wake up, okay?"

"..."

Nangong Mo talked to himself for a long time, yet there was no response; Yun Ran never opened her eyes.

Glancing at the incense burning nearly out in the censer, Nangong Mo’s expression dimmed slightly, holding her hand with one while gently stroking her firmly closed eyelids with the other, fingertips lingering with infinite tenderness.

"Yun Ran, if you don’t wake up soon, I’ll have to... I’ll have to take advantage of you!"

"I’m not scaring you!"

"You know I do what I say."

"..."

Yun Ran’s long lashes trembled slightly, and this small movement did not escape Nangong Mo’s eyes.

A gleam appeared in his eyes, and a hint of joy crossed his expression as he excitedly tightened his grip on her hand, "Lin Wanyue? Lin Wanyue, can you hear me?"

His only answer was silence; the girl kept her eyes closed, sound asleep, and that moment earlier seemed just like a figment of his imagination.

Nangong Mo frowned slightly, pondering for a moment, and then repeated his prior tactic, "Lin Wanyue, if you don’t wake up, I’m really going to take advantage of you!"

"I’m serious."

"I’m going to kiss you!"

Just as he leaned in, preparing to kiss her, the girl who had been unconscious suddenly opened her eyes.

Her eyes, rippling like water, carried a hint of laziness and daze upon waking, gazing sleepily at him, somewhat dumbfounded.

At that moment, Nangong Mo couldn’t even suppress the excitement in his heart, "Lin Wanyue, you’re awake! You’re finally awake!"

Yun Ran blinked slightly, looking at his extraordinarily handsome face that was so close, and pouted, "Hey, why are you so close to me?"

Nangong Mo lowered his head, planting a kiss on her lips, and whispered, "Lin Wanyue, you’re awake, I’m really happy."

Yun Ran rolled her eyes mercilessly at him, "I’m still injured, aren’t you a beast?"

Nangong Mo was about to speak when Yue Ying quickly approached with the medicinal broth, "My lord, the medicine is ready!"

"Princess Consort, you’ve finally awakened! Thank heavens! If you hadn’t woken up..." my lord would have turned into a stone awaiting his wife!

Yun Ran’s complexion was slightly pale, but a smile spread across her lips, "Yue Ying, thank you for brewing the medicine!"

"No, no, no! Brewing the medicine wasn’t tiring at all! As long as the Princess Consort is awake, Yue Ying is more than happy!"

Yue Ying meant those words with all her heart. Yun Ran smiled gently, "Yue Ying, how did I get back here?"

Yue Ying: Well, of course, the master carried you back! But...

Yue Ying discreetly glanced at her master, unsure of how to reply, "Princess Consort, it was..."

"It was Yun Mo who brought you back. He said you were injured by a man in black and left after putting you down."

Nangong Mo conveniently interjected, providing an aid to Yue Ying.

However, Yue Ying was not grateful to him: My lord, let’s say, is it really good to lie to the Princess Consort like this?

Haven’t you thought about what will happen when she learns the truth one day?

Yun Ran’s expression remained calm, seemingly unaware that Nangong Mo was lying, nor did she doubt his words, instead smiling at Yue Ying.

"Yue Ying, you’ve worked hard with the medicine. Go wash up and rest for a while. The Prince can stay here."

Yue Ying quickly excused herself and left, thoughtfully closing the sleeping hall’s door.

The Princess Consort doesn’t know that the Prince is lying. Waking up to find him by her bedside, she must be deeply moved, having quite a few whispers to share with him now!

Nangong Mo turned his head, glancing at the tightly closed door. Picking up the bowl of medicine placed nearby, he naturally sat beside Yun Ran.

He scooped up a spoonful of the medicine, lightly blew on it, brought it to Yun Ran’s lips, and softly murmured, "Lin Wanyue, I’ll feed you the medicine."

Yet Yun Ran didn’t move, casting a sidelong glance with a chilly tone, "Nangong Mo, stop pretending, I know everything."