CHAPTER 389: CHAPTER 372: YUN RAN, GET OUT QUICKLY

That voice, though slightly weakened, naturally carried an undeniable authority.

Feng Xuan paused while picking the lock outside the door, nervously staring at the grand door in front of him, "Master, the Princess she..."

Before he could finish, a sudden scolding came from inside the hall, "Who allowed you to leave the Qishan camp without permission?"

Feng Xuan: "..."

He silently glanced at Yun Ran by his side, wanting to explain, "Master, I..."

"I command you to return to Qishan immediately. If she suffers any harm, you need not appear again."

Feng Xuan: "......"

Yun Ran snatched the key from Feng Xuan’s hand and swiftly unlocked the chain, "I’m the one who threatened him to bring me here. If you want to blame someone, blame me."

Nangong Mo’s expression suddenly changed upon hearing Yun Ran’s voice. His body stiffened for a moment, as he intended to block the hall door to prevent her from entering.

However, Yun Ran moved too quickly. He had just taken two steps when she slipped into the hall.

Nangong Mo’s breath hitched, and he quickly turned his back to her, "Don’t come any closer!"

As soon as Yun Ran entered, she felt a cold chill and the pervasive smell of blood in the hall, causing her to frown deeply. She directly ignored his words and walked quickly toward him.

Nangong Mo’s body stiffened slightly. He took a step back, slightly turned his head to shield his face with his wide sleeve, "Yun Ran, leave quickly!"

The hall was dimly lit, and he was dressed in black, making it difficult to discern how many injuries he had. Yet the smell of blood reminded Yun Ran: his injuries must not be light!

Yun Ran frowned as she approached, "Let me see your wounds quickly."

Nangong Mo tried his best to avoid her, "The wound is fine, you leave quickly!"

Yun Ran paid him no mind, seeing him always turning his side and covering his face with his sleeve, looking as if he did not want to see her. She seized the opportunity to grab his arm, tilting her head to face him, "Why are you always hiding..."

Yun Ran’s voice abruptly stopped, her eyes slightly widened as she looked at his face, a slight shock and daze in her expression.

Nangong Mo, realizing that his appearance had been seen by her, no longer hid. Yet the surprise on her face caused a dimness in his eyes, his expression tinged with an imperceptible loneliness, "My appearance... did it frighten you?"

Although he tried hard to restrain himself, one could still detect a hint of deeply hidden unease and panic in his low voice.

Yun Ran snapped out of her daze, seeing the dimness and loneliness in his eyes, along with that unknown vulnerability. Her heart suddenly ached, and unable to help herself, she gently embraced him.

"No, you didn’t scare me, I was just, too amazed. You know, I’m always a bit infatuated."

Listening to the girl’s gentle voice, feeling the warmth and softness in his arms, Nangong Mo felt something stir in his heart, the softest part gently touched.

Unable to resist, he gently wrapped his arms around her slim waist, "Aran..."

"Hmm? I’m here."

It was the first time he called her without using her full name, yet Yun Ran did not find it unfamiliar.

Only, his particularly hoarse and low voice made her frown slightly, placing her hands on his chest to push him away slightly, "Let me take a look at your wounds quickly."

The damp feeling under her palms made Yun Ran frown, and she swiftly pulled open his garment.

She immediately saw the wound on his chest, dangerously close to his heart.

Yun Ran felt a flash of white light across her mind, fragments of memory floating sporadically in her mind.