CHAPTER 304: CHAPTER 295: I FEEL LIKE YOU’RE TRYING TO POISON ME

After a brief moment of shock, Yun Ran suddenly thought that the medicinal soup might still be hot, and grew somewhat anxious.

"Nangong Mo, your hand... Is your hand burned? Let me see!"

"Don’t move."

But before she could get up and walk over, she was frozen in place by a voice cold as ice shavings.

Yun Ran felt her heart tremble slightly, swallowed silently, and looked at him guiltily, "Nangong Mo, you... you..."

Yun Ran stammered "you" for ages without figuring out what to say next. She originally intended to ask ’Are you alright?’ but looking at that terrifyingly gloomy black-faced expression, he certainly didn’t seem alright.

She even seemed to see a giant dragon engulfed in flames roaring and circling above him, constantly spewing Samadhi Fire, incinerating everything around it!

For a moment, Yun Ran felt as if she too had been burnt to ashes...

Then when the wind blew, there was not even ash left...

Yun Ran shivered involuntarily, shook her head to dismiss those thoughts, and grabbed the quilt corner, looking at him weakly, "Nangong Mo, you, don’t be like this... It’s quite scary..."

"If you really don’t want to admit you’re pretending to be disabled, then just forget it... Let’s just pretend it didn’t happen! There’s no need for murder to silence anyone..."

Yun Ran knew he wouldn’t actually murder anyone. But his gaze, expression, and the aura emanating from him felt as if he could leap over and strangle her at any moment, making her heart palpitate...

Yet, as her voice fell, she became alarmed by the rising chill around him, leaving Yun Ran feeling utterly helpless.

[If I had known, I would’ve forced him to admit it in another way... But didn’t really think of a better way?]

"Forget it, you don’t need to admit it! Nothing happened today, I..."

But before Yun Ran finished speaking, Nangong Mo suddenly stood up from the wheelchair.

Tall and graceful, like a green mountain, he stood before her bed, looking down at her coldly, obstructing countless rays of light.

Yun Ran, cloaked in shadow: "???"

[What just happened? What did I see?]

[Did he really stand up? Has he admitted it? Did he finally admit it?]

Yun Ran was stunned by the scene in front of her for a long time, unable to regain her composure.

She dazedly looked at the elegant man before her, still finding it hard to believe.

She had thought of countless methods before—threats, temptations, coaxing, deceit—but all ended in failure!

He was utterly impervious, resistant to all tactics, determined to keep up the act of being disabled!

Why suddenly give up now?

Could it be he was truly angered and temporarily lost his mind?

"Can you see now? See clearly?"

Suddenly, a voice as cold as the snow of midwinter fell from above, freezing Yun Ran with a shiver, causing an instinctive retreat into the blankets.

Looking up at the man whose gaze was intimidating like a demonic god, Yun Ran weakly nodded, "Um, could you stand to the side?"

The man pursed his lips without speaking or moving.

Yet the aura around him seemed even more terrifying!

Yun Ran: "...I didn’t mean anything else! It’s just, you’re blocking my sunlight..."

[My goodness! Like a Black-faced Yama! Especially that gaze, as if he wants to devour someone! Anyone would find it unbearable being stared at like that, right? And he’s so tall...]

Finally, the man moved a step—but not to the side, instead he stepped forward.

He stood close to the edge of the bed, right in front of her, eyes lowered, looking down at her, his gaze deep and dangerously penetrating.

Yun Ran: "..."

[Why does it feel like I’m being stared down by the Grim Reaper??]

[A bit worried about my skull...]

Yun Ran raised a hand to press against her chest, calming the uncontrollable heartbeat, and weakly said, "Um... Nangong Mo... you’ve already proven that you pretended to be disabled and admit you’re Yun Mo, so why don’t..."

"Why don’t... you go down and rest for a bit?"

[If you stay here any longer, people are going to freeze to death because of you!]

[It’s just that your identity got exposed, no more room to act deceitfully, and yet you want to kill me with thoughts? That’s too sinister, isn’t it?]

As Yun Ran silently grumbled to herself, Nangong Mo suddenly turned and headed towards the outer hall, his robe fluttering with a cold breeze.

Yun Ran stared at his back and blinked gently.

[Really leaving? Quite obedient, isn’t he!]

[Speaking of, this is the first time seeing him use his true identity, boldly walking away in front of me!]

For a moment, Yun Ran felt a bit disappointed; she hadn’t seen enough yet, and now he was out of sight!

But in just a few moments, Nangong Mo returned to the inner hall, carrying a bowl of medicine.

Yun Ran: "..."

[Seems I expressed regret too soon?!]

[Forget the Black-faced Yama, he even brought medicine along...]

Nangong Mo walked straight to the bedside, sat down, and scooped a spoonful of medicine to her lips.

He coldly tossed out a single word:

"Drink."

Yun Ran: "..."

[This petty man! Still fuming! Is he not afraid of causing internal injuries from his own anger?]

Yun Ran reached out a fair finger, pushing the spoon aside, "But your expression tells me you want to poison me, could there be poison in the medicine?"

"..."

The man’s brow furrowed slightly, his already cold and sinister face grew darker.

He pushed the spoon back to her lips, coldly and without emotion spoke, "There’s no poison, drink."

Yun Ran: "..."

[Drink, drink you’re full of it! Just know how to make people drink medicine!]

Rolling her eyes inwardly, her face blossomed with a sweet and pleasing smile, "Nangong Mo, actually I don’t need to drink the medicine~!"

"My injury isn’t serious at all, I was careful at the time! Though it looked like quite a bit of blood, the sword didn’t pierce deeply, I..."

As Yun Ran spoke, her voice faded away because she sharply sensed the atmosphere was like the ocean raging in a storm, a sudden wind, towering waves, deep currents fierce.

At this moment, her eyes flickered hesitantly, not daring to look directly at his eyes.

Only occasionally using peripheral vision to steal glances.

Discovering he stood there like a statue staring at her for a good while, Yun Ran felt she might have reincarnated ten times over!

He finally threw the spoon aside.

Yun Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief, just about to exclaim ’finally over’ when she saw him grab the bowl and tilt his head back, drinking a mouthful of medicine.

Yun Ran’s expression stilled; was he angered into drinking medicine?! Surely not angered to stupidity?

"Nangong Mo, you..."

She had intended to express concern, but saw the light suddenly dim as his tall figure loomed over, one hand pressed on the back of her head, his lips assertively capturing hers.

Yun Ran’s handsome face magnified endlessly.