CHAPTER 360: CHAPTER 342: YUN XIAORAN, HAVE YOU GAINED WEIGHT?

"Nangong Mo, are you really that fragile? Just a couple of words and you’re hurt?!"

[Can you have some shame?]

Nangong Mo silently curled his lips: Shame? Sometimes, people can’t afford to have shame.

He reached out and tapped Yun Ran’s forehead, speaking complete nonsense with a sincere face, "Don’t you know that the more invincible a man appears, the more fragile his heart actually is?"

"I’m exactly that kind of man."

Yun Ran: "..."

[I trust you as far as I can throw you! Shameless dog of a man!]

"If you’re that fragile and easily hurt, how dare you go around offending people? Aren’t you afraid you’ll get beaten to death someday?"

The man, upon hearing this, actually furrowed his brows and seriously pondered, "On second thought, you might have a point... At the prime of my life and I haven’t even experienced the wedding night, it would be a lifelong regret if I just died like that."

Yun Ran: "..."

[What does this have to do with the wedding night? How does everything come back to this with him?!]

Just as she was speechless, he said in a most serious manner, "Seize the moment while the flowers are in bloom, as the saying goes, indulge in poetry and wine while you’re young. I’ve decided, tonight’s the wedding night."

Yun Ran: "......"

[You’ve decided? I don’t even want to talk to you!]

Without thinking, she smacked him right away, "Thick-skinned jerk! All you think about is the wedding night! I might as well beat you to death!"

After getting hit, the man grabbed both her hands and raised them above her head, swiftly pulling her waistband and skillfully tying her wrists with it.

Then he looked down at her, with an annoyingly smug smile, "Little trouble-making girl, let’s see how you hit me now."

Yun Ran: "......"

[This is just... too infuriating!]

"Despicable and shameless! Sneaky scoundrel! Bastard!"

Yun Ran wanted to land a lethal kick on him, but her legs were firmly pinned by him, leaving her unable to even bend her knee to greet him properly.

"Little Ran, have you gained weight?"

"???"

Caught off guard by such a question, Yun Ran blinked in confusion, then frowned, "Nonsense! I haven’t gained weight!"

Besides, she practiced martial arts every day, and even if she occasionally succumbed to the temptation of good food and ate a little extra, she’d burn it off with walking or Qinggong.

She always strictly managed her figure; how could she have gained weight?

"It seems to me you’ve gotten a bit chubby here."

His tone was earnest, even slightly investigative, and Yun Ran instinctively followed his gaze... and froze.

"Shameless bastard! Where are you looking? Close your eyes now!"

The man looked up at her, lips slightly curved in a teasing not-quite-smile, "Why close them? Why can’t I look? It’s through clothes anyway, can’t see anything."

"..."

Looking at that teasingly handsome face, Yun Ran just felt her hands itch, her feet itch, and her teeth itch!

Only now she belatedly realized that tying her hands above her head wasn’t just to stop her from hitting him?!

"You sneaky, black-hearted scoundrel! Untie me if you don’t want to die right now!"

Ignoring her murderous glare, the man pinched her cheek, which flushed red with anger, and playfully chuckled, "Your face is so red? Are you embarrassed? But I haven’t even done anything yet!"

Yun Ran: "...Nangong Mo, if you don’t speak, no one will treat you as mute."

But the man, as if discovering something amusing, lightly pinched her cheek with his finger, and earnestly marveled, "After so many times, why are you still so shy? It’s not like I haven’t seen it before, what’s there to be shy about?"

Yun Ran: "..."

[So tired...]

"Nangong Mo, you better not say another word!"

"Alright, I won’t speak, I won’t look then, but can I at least touch?"

"..."

Yun Ran nearly lost her breath, dying right there on the spot!

...

After the Crown Prince left, he didn’t return to the tent directly but took a stroll by the river under the moonlight.

Several guards followed him at a not-too-close, not-too-far distance.

Nangong Jue kept a calm expression, occasionally looking up at the moon, with an unreadable face.

Though habits are difficult to change, life experiences can transform a person’s disposition, making their past self hardly recognizable compared to their present self.

But it wouldn’t allow a woman who couldn’t harm a chicken to suddenly master martial arts in such a short time.

Although she had been skilled in horseback archery before, it was nowhere near the current level of proficiency and excellence.