CHAPTER 311: CHAPTER 300: I SUSPECT YOU DID IT ON PURPOSE

But on further thought, hadn’t she also kept her secrets from him?

Perhaps it’s not about trust; everyone just has some secrets of their own.

Or maybe, since they haven’t known each other for long, some things needn’t be said deliberately. When it’s time to know, one will know naturally, and letting things take their course is just fine.

Anyway, she should be happy that his leg is okay, right? Surely she didn’t wish he was truly crippled?

With that thought, she felt relieved.

Yet, Yun Ran still decided to give him a piece of her mind.

Once she’s healed, she’ll run away from home! Go out and have a good time.

And leaving him a letter of divorce before leaving would be even more perfect!

Best to take a sack of his silver along too!

And Dabai, so majestic and cute—why not take it along as well?

Yun Ran calculated happily in her mind and accidentally laughed out loud. As she laughed, she suddenly heard a puzzled voice from the sky.

"Yue’er, why are you laughing so..." sly?!

Shen Weixi floated in mid-air with wings, looking at Yun Ran with a face full of contemplation and dilemma, unable to say the word ’sly’.

She must have been seeing things! Her Yue’er was such a pure and kind girl—how could she be associated with slyness?

"Weixi, you’re here! Come down and sit."

Looking at the smiling girl below with bright eyes, Shen Weixi firmly decided: I must have been flying for too long, suffering from wind and sun exposure, causing poor eyesight!

"Yue’er, look what I’ve brought."

Yun Ran looked at the two wine jars hanging from the wings, her mouth twitching slightly imperceptibly.

Can wings be used like this?

Shen Weixi poured two cups of Peach Blossom Brew, handed one to Yun Ran, "Yue’er, try it out! I brewed it myself!"

Yun Ran: "..."

Since when did you learn to brew wine? Won’t it make me sick?

"Yue’er, here, peach blossom cake. Peach blossom cake goes with Peach Blossom Brew—peach blossoms blooming everywhere, unstoppable."

Nangong Mo happened to be carrying a bowl of medicine as he arrived at the courtyard gate, just in time to hear Shen Weixi’s resounding voice. His cold brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes showed a storm brewing.

Then, a voice floated in on the wind: "Wow~ This is good~ I like it!"

In an instant, the man’s handsome face turned gloomy, akin to a city besieged by dark clouds.

In the next moment, he wheeled himself in powerfully with the bowl:

"Lin Wanyue, you’re injured; you may not drink."

Upon suddenly hearing that cold, dangerous, and murderous voice, Yun Ran’s hand shook, nearly spilling the wine.

"Yue’er? You’re hurt? When did this happen? Who did it? Is it serious? I’ll kill them!"

Seeing Shen Weixi’s excited expression, Yun Ran quickly reassured her, "It’s nothing serious, just a minor wound. It’s almost completely healed."

Just after calming Shen Weixi down, Nangong Mo handed her the bowl of medicine, "Drink it."

Yun Ran: "..."

Others quench their thirst by imagining plums; she feels bitter just looking at medicine...

"Can I drink it later?"

Facing her expectant gaze, the man curled his lips slightly, coldly throwing out two words, "Need help?"

Yun Ran: "..."

She knew all too well what those two words implied...

Inwardly, she cursed Nangong Mo eight hundred times!

"No need! I’ll drink it myself! I love drinking medicine the most."

Yun Ran clenched her teeth, smiling as she took the bowl from his hand. Holding her breath, she closed her eyes and downed it in one go.

The result was almost tears of bitterness.

It definitely wasn’t her imagination—the medicine was much more bitter than the one in the morning!!!

Seeing Yun Ran’s expression, Shen Weixi quickly fed her a peach blossom cake, "Yue’er, eat quickly!"

Fortunately, Shen Weixi’s lack of experience in making peach blossom cake meant she added too much sugar, making it very sweet, thereby accidentally saving Yun Ran from her misery.

"Nangong Mo, I suspect you did this on purpose!"

Facing Yun Ran’s accusation, Nangong Mo remained calm, his handsome face serene and godlike, elegantly raising an eyebrow, "Oh? On purpose for what?"

Yun Ran: "..."

[Pretend! Keep pretending! If you dare say you don’t know, I dare say I’m a dog!]

"Why is this medicine so bitter? Dare you say you didn’t tamper with it?"

The man had eyes as beautiful as a painting, with a touch of innocent disinterest, "Everyone knows a good medicine tastes bitter. Do not wrong me, my dear concubine."

Yun Ran: "..."

[If you’re being wronged, even pigs can become enlightened!]

Nangong Mo subtly pressed his lips together and said to Shen Weixi, "Since Miss Shen is here, keep her company; she’s been bored these past few days."