CHAPTER 57: CHAPTER 55: NANGONG MO, YOU’RE A BEAST

Mu Nanfeng gracefully drifted thirty feet away, his robe fluttering like an immortal under the moon, "Then I’ll roll away! Don’t you miss me when I’m gone!"

"Hurry and roll."

Mu Nanfeng shook his head with a heartbroken expression, took out a small ornate box from his chest, and threw it to Nangong Mo.

"Although you are heartless, I am thoughtful. Catch this."

"What is it?"

"With your new marriage and nightly festivities, I, being considerate, specifically refined a box of Thousand Gold Strength Pills for you."

"..."

Nangong Mo looked at the box in his hand and instantly wanted to throw it at Mu Nanfeng’s face.

Mu Nanfeng was already prepared, tapping his toes lightly, his sleeves fluttering, his figure soaring like a crane, stepping on the bright moonlight and clear wind as he floated away.

In the night sky came his provoking voice, "I spent half the night sleepless to make these, don’t you waste them!"

"...Roll!"

Nangong Mo gripped the box in his hand, his fingers strong and powerful, making one worry that the box might shatter in the next moment.

After a moment, Nangong Mo’s gaze turned to a certain spot in the night, "Feng Xuan."

Feng Xuan responded promptly, "Subordinate..." here."

Before he could finish saying ’here,’ with a ’shoo,’ the box had already flown into his hand.

Feng Xuan looked down at his hand, "..."

He was a bachelor, without even a wife, what use was this to him...

Feng Xuan swallowed with some difficulty, "Master, I..."

However, Nangong Mo turned away mercilessly, leaving him with a cold and aloof back view.

Feng Xuan: "..."

Though Nangong Mo had pressed Yun Ran’s sleep point, he still subconsciously lightened his steps upon entering the room.

Gazing at the girl’s peaceful sleeping face, Nangong Mo bent down and lightly tapped her neck before carefully turning over onto the bed.

Earlier, when he went out, he had only casually draped a coat over himself. After being blown by the cold wind for a while, his body was now permeated with a chill.

Nangong Mo deliberately slept on the edge of the bed, staying far from Yun Ran for fear of passing the cold onto her.

Yun Ran turned over, habitually reaching to the side but touching nothing, opened her eyes drowsily, "Nangong Mo, why are you sleeping so far away?"

Sleepy-eyed and with a soft, doughy voice, Yun Ran appeared exceedingly cute to Nangong Mo at that moment. He couldn’t help but ruffle her hair and mumbled softly.

Yun Ran directly rolled over to his side and snuggled up against him, "Nangong Mo, why are you so cold?"

Frowning, Yun Ran felt a bit more awake, she reached out to touch his forehead, "Did you catch a cold by bathing in cold water?"

Nangong Mo took her hand and gently pushed her away, speaking softly:

"Don’t worry, I’m not sick. Just now, the blanket fell off, so I’m a bit cold. Don’t come over, it’s chilly."

"Is that so?"

Yun Ran blinked, seeming a bit dubious.

Nangong Mo was just about to speak but saw her roll over again, directly curling up into his embrace, tightly wrapping her arms around his waist.

"Then, I’ll warm you up, so it won’t be cold anymore!"

Nangong Mo held his breath, looking down at the girl’s fair face, she was half-awake and half-asleep, making his heart melt.

Initially wanting to push her away, he couldn’t bear to do it.

Nangong Mo quietly circulated his inner strength, warming up his body as quickly as possible. He gently stroked the girl’s cheek, his hand sliding down her silken black hair to her waist, slowly tightening.

At this moment, he felt an indescribable peace and contentment in his heart.

...

When Yun Ran woke up, sunlight was already streaming through the windows, but there was no sign of Nangong Mo beside her.

A good night’s sleep left her feeling refreshed and happy.

However, when Yun Ran sat in front of the dressing mirror and accidentally glimpsed the scattered red marks on her snow-white neck, she became completely flustered!

She picked up a bronze mirror to look more closely, and saw patches and patches of them, deep and shallow, like scattered blossoms, making it unbearable to look directly!

God...how was she going to go out and meet people like this?

Yun Ran trembled as she loosened her collar for a better look, nearly fainting at the sight.

Her collarbone, shoulders, chest...it was even worse...

"Nangong Mo!"

"You dog!"

Just as she finished speaking, a man’s slightly confused voice sounded outside the screen, "What’s wrong? Lin Wanyue."

Yun Ran: "..."

He still dared to ask what’s wrong?

"Come over here!"

[I promise I won’t beat you to death!]

Nangong Mo quickly reflected on himself: Could it be that she discovered he had tapped her sleep point last night?

He carefully wheeled himself past the screen, "Lin Wanyue, you..."

A throw pillow flew over and landed in his arms.

"Nangong Mo, you’re such a beast!"

Nangong Mo: "..."

Sunlight spilled into the room, the girl’s skin as creamy as porcelain, snowy white, accentuating those vibrant red marks even more.

Nangong Mo lowered his gaze, somewhat guilty, pursed his thin lips, "Lin Wanyue, I didn’t do it on purpose."

"Not on purpose and it’s like this, if it were on purpose, would there be anything left of me?"

"..."

Nangong Mo coughed lightly, the look in his eyes when he looked at Yun Ran somewhat innocent.

"I, have been abstinent for twenty-three years, yesterday, I couldn’t help it for a moment, cough, couldn’t control myself..."

Upon hearing this, Yun Ran suspiciously glanced at him, "Abstinent... for twenty-three years?"

"Don’t you have many confidantes, gentle and understanding handmaidens, or warm-hearted servile girls?"

For an instant, Nangong Mo’s gaze towards her turned eerie and cool, laden with danger, "Do you think I am such a hedonist in your mind?"

"Um..."

The man snorted coldly, turning away arrogantly, his chin pointing at Yun Ran, "I haven’t kissed any woman, except you."

Yun Ran: "..."

[I don’t even know what to feel...but it seems to be a good feeling?]

"Who are you fooling? You are so good at it... clearly someone with battle experience, rich in know-how!"

"..."

To this, Nangong Mo found himself at a loss for words.

It was all because of that dog Mu Nanfeng, who incessantly conjured those little manuals to appear before him.

Over time, over the years, didn’t that result in... experience?

"Humph! Not speaking, are you guilty? Admitting it?"

Nangong Mo pursed his lips earnestly, righteously, "I am, naturally gifted, self-taught."

"Lin Wanyue, you don’t think everyone’s as clueless as you, do you?"

Yun Ran: "..."

[This talent, and you’re proud of it? Shameless!]

...

Reluctantly, Yun Ran wrapped herself up tightly, everything below her chin disappearing.

The Empress Dowager saw her like this and exchanged a glance with Mrs. Hong, the two sharing a meaningfully deep smile.

Breakfast was even more exaggerated than the previous two days, as Yun Ran looked at the dazzling array of tonic foods, she had a momentary illusion:

It felt as though she had just given birth to a baby, weak and in urgent need of nourishment...ugh! What was she thinking!

The Empress Dowager kept adding dishes and soup for Yun Ran, urging her to eat more.

If it were someone else, Yun Ran would suspect that she had a grudge against her, wanting to overstuff her...

"How do you find staying in the palace? Are you getting used to it? Would you like to stay a few more days?"

Facing the Empress Dowager’s overly bright smiling face, Yun Ran thought about the soup she brewed for Nangong Mo, the herbal bath, and what happened afterward...

Thus, she lavishly praised the Empress Dowager, emphatically expressing her profound affection, and finally politely declined the Empress Dowager’s invitation, promising to visit again next time!

Who knew, that Nangong Mo, who had remained silent, suddenly spoke:

"It is rare for Grandmother to be so happy and so fond of you, there’s nothing urgent at the manor, we can stay a few more days and properly accompany her."

Yun Ran: "???"

What?? What did he say?!