CHAPTER 340: CHAPTER 324: YOU STILL WANT TO DIVORCE ME?

[Humph! Surprise? I always carry paper and pen with me! Specially for dealing with hypocritical and pretentious little white flowers like you! Are you surprised?]

Yu Qingyan snapped out of her shock, holding the vermilion pen helplessly as she looked towards Yun Ran, "Miss Lin, this..."

"What? Can’t read?"

"...No."

"Then what is it? Don’t want to write? Could it be that when you said you wanted to voluntarily step down and return him to me, it was just talk?"

Yu Qingyan’s eyes flickered with a hint of light, and she hurriedly explained, "No! Miss Lin, it’s not like that! I genuinely want to return Mr. Shen to you!"

Yun Ran responded with a nonchalant cold laugh, "Then what are you waiting for? Write it!"

"...I’ll write."

Yu Qingyan bit her lip, holding the vermilion pen in one hand and the xuan paper in the other, turning her eyes to look at Shen Mubai.

No one knows if he was too shocked to recover? Or if it was intentional? In any case, Shen Mubai stood there dumbly, neither looking at Yu Qingyan nor showing any intention to stop her.

Yu Qingyan’s gaze dimmed as she lowered her eyes to begin writing the letter of separation.

After writing a few words, she looked up at Yun Ran and asked softly, "Miss Lin, will you separate from Prince Qin after I leave?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Ran frowned slightly, "Just write your separation letter, why do you care about so much?"

Yu Qingyan, with a worried demeanor as if she cared for her, said, "Now that you and Prince Qin are husband and wife, as they say, a woman shouldn’t serve two husbands. If you wish to rekindle your relationship with Mr. Shen, you must distance yourself from Prince Qin."

"Rumor has it, Prince Qin dotes on his wife as if his life depended on it. Will he let you go? Will he allow you and Mr. Shen to be together again?"

In the darkness, a man’s eyes were like a dark storm, his face stern as water, his handsome face darker than the night.

Especially those eyes, like an ice-covered dark lake, within which the Nine Netherworld Demon Spirit was sealed, chilling and biting, a single glance was shocking.

Yet today, he restrained his coldness, seeming to blend into the night, making it impossible for anyone to perceive a trace of his presence.

Yun Ran naturally couldn’t sense the chilling murderous aura and danger; she was raising her eyebrows at Yu Qingyan, her expression mocking and contemptuous.

"Miss Yu, aren’t you worrying too much? Can you quiet down and write your separation letter?"

"Or are you deliberately stalling not to write?"

"I... No."

Yu Qingyan instinctively gripped the vermilion pen tighter, hiding the flickering emotions in her eyes.

Was she really trying to push her to write the separation letter to take back Shen Mubai?

Weren’t she and Prince Qin mutually affectionate and loving? In front of outsiders, they always defended each other. Could it all be fake? Just a show for the world?

Yu Qingyan’s mind was in turmoil, accidentally pressing too hard and breaking the vermilion pen... startled, she snapped back to reality.

"Miss Lin, I, I didn’t mean to, I..."

Yun Ran didn’t speak, simply threw her another one.

"Just a vermilion pen, I have plenty. Write in peace."

Yu Qingyan: "..."

In the darkness, the man’s cold eyes squinted slightly, his gaze scanning the two vermilion pens and slowly focusing on Yun Ran.

Pesky girl!

So eager to have her write the separation letter and grant Shen Mubai freedom? So she could be with Shen Mubai intimately?

When did she take an interest in Shen Mubai?

Fickle! Change of heart! Ha! Women!

Yun Ran suddenly shivered, quickly turning to look at the woods ahead, but in the tranquil night, only the breeze and moon accompanied her, showing nothing unusual.

Strange! Just now, she felt a gaze cold and eerily familiar, staring at her!

But in the blink of an eye, it was gone, as if it was just her imagination.

[Could it be that insidious Nangong Mo creeping around again to eavesdrop from the shadows?]

[Or is it just the wind blowing?]

Unable to resist, Yun Ran looked over there again, only seeing the breeze, moonlight, and forest, but no sign of that dog.

[Didn’t come? Hiding well?]

[That bastard’s martial skills are unfathomable, surpassing mine, so if he deliberately hides his presence...]

Thinking this, Yun Ran had no interest in staying any longer, glancing displeasedly at Yu Qingyan struggling stale, having only written one line so far.

"Miss Yu, are you handicapped, unable to write?"

"..."

Yu Qingyan paused her pen-holding hand, bit her lip, and looked plaintively, "Miss Lin, I..."

"Alright, stop explaining. Write slowly, I won’t keep you company."

With that, she turned and walked away, her silhouette carefree, without a trace of reluctance.

"Wanyue!"

Shen Mubai instinctively wanted to chase after her, but was stopped by Yun Ran’s cold glare, "Stay! Do not follow me!"

"Wanyue, I..."

"What do you want? Dare to take another step and I’ll chop off your feet!"

Shen Mubai: "..."

Seeing him freeze in place, Yun Ran snorted coldly, striding away.

She always felt Nangong Mo was nearby, lurking like a beast in the dark, poised to strike at the prey.

Shen Mubai stood in place, watching Yun Ran’s figure fade into the distance, his gaze tender and deep.

He wasn’t afraid of her threats, just unwilling to annoy her.

Yu Qingyan had stopped writing at some point, quietly watching him, her eyes inscrutable, her gaze unobtrusively sweeping past the silk pouch he clutched.

He thought, she didn’t know the things he did secretly?

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a devoted lover, always pining for her, ever only for her.

Yet, could Lin Wanyue truly be that good? In her view, she’s nothing special!

...

Yun Ran walked on, glancing around for Nangong Mo’s figure, but found nothing.

Until she returned to camp and walked through layers of tents to her own, still no sight of Nangong Mo.

[Couldn’t have really not followed? Or was it my guilty conscience? Leading to hallucinations?]

[But why should I feel guilty? I don’t intend to actually accept Shen Mubai!]

[Exactly! What do I have to be guilty about?]

Thinking this, Yun Ran promptly straightened her waist and flung open the tent door.

The tent was unlit, Yun Ran thought, since he hadn’t followed, he must have gone to sleep, so she stepped lightly, tiptoeing inside.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from the darkness and gripped her wrist.

The next moment, her body was pulled into a cool embrace.

Before Yun Ran could cry out, his slightly cool lips pressed forcefully against hers, instantly taking away all her breath.

The kiss in the dark was domineering and wild, carrying an undeniable force, like a storm sweeping through the world, engulfing people, tempting them to drown.

Being pulled into his arms, Yun Ran knew it was him, only puzzled about why the dog suddenly went crazy this time?

If he wasn’t asleep, why not light a lamp?

Even if he wanted to kiss her, he didn’t have to sneak sneakily in the dark! So damn scary!