CHAPTER 394: CHAPTER 375: NANGONG MO, STOP FAKING IT

Yun Ran was suddenly pushed away, feeling somewhat bewildered.

Looking at the man who was clearly avoiding her just a few steps away, filled with confusion and a bit worried, she asked, "Nangong Mo, what’s wrong with you?"

As she spoke, she was already walking towards him, trying to find out the truth. Nangong Mo, however, reflexively took a step back, and raised his hand to stop her, "Don’t! Aran, don’t come over!"

Yun Ran: "???"

Is she some ferocious beast? Is she going to eat him? What’s going on?!

Nangong Mo didn’t even dare look at Yun Ran, perhaps just another glance would break the restriction he was desperately trying to suppress.

He tried hard to make his voice sound calm, but it was still hoarse, his breath chaotic, "Aran, you should leave here first, please!"

Yun Ran frowned directly, how could she leave assured with him looking like this?

"Why should I be good? The one who should be obedient is you! What’s going on with you? Let me see, and don’t you dare avoid me! If you dare to avoid me again, I will never talk to you!"

The last sentence successfully made Nangong Mo freeze in his tracks, his body stiffening as he awkwardly glanced at her, and then quickly turned away, "Aran, you..."

"Don’t call me, and don’t talk, give me your hand!"

Nangong Mo: "..."

Despite his reluctance, looking at that little face with such a serious expression, seemingly truly angry, Nangong Mo could only cooperate and obediently stretch out his hand.

As soon as Yun Ran’s fingertips touched his wrist, she was startled by the icy cold sensation beneath her fingers, and suddenly looked up at him, "Why are you so cold?!"

Nangong Mo: "I..."

Yun Ran didn’t wait for his answer and quickly rolled up his sleeve, pulled open his collar, and even undid his belt, giving him a thorough inspection.

His palm, wrist, arms, chest, neck, waist—everywhere she touched was without exception, as cold as ice, almost making her palms numb.

But his complexion was bizarrely flushed, like peach blossoms, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead and nose tip.

In those bewitching purple eyes, a faint flame seemed to flicker and sway, burning across a vast expanse.

"This..."

Inside Yun Ran, waves of anxiety surged; this was too strange!

His body was clearly cold, yet there was a misconception that he was very hot, as if burning in a fierce fire!

Why would this be...

Suddenly, a flash of enlightenment hit Yun Ran, and she understood something.

In the world, extremes meet, yang exists within yin, yin exists within yang, cold and warmth are the same!

When a person is extremely cold, he feels heat, endless heat. And when a person is extremely hot, he will feel very cold.

His current symptoms are his internal organs burning, while his body feels like ice.

Who exactly cast such a sinister and vicious spell on him! Making him suffer both in blazing fire and freezing ice, two extremes!

Yun Ran secretly clenched her fists, her heart filled with murderous intent.

No matter who that person is, one day, they will pay blood for blood, tooth for tooth!

Yun Ran quickly opened the medicine bottle, poured out several white pills, and placed them at Nangong Mo’s lips, "Nangong Mo, quickly take these..."

Before she finished speaking, Nangong Mo had already swallowed the pills.

Yun Ran: "..."

[Aren’t you afraid it’s poison, you just ate it...]

Those were Heart Protection Pills, though they couldn’t dispel the spell on him, they could nurture his mind, protect his heart from being harmed by the cold and heat.

After Yun Ran gave him the medicine, she directly pulled open his collar, her palm gently pressed against his chest, so swiftly and smoothly that Nangong Mo didn’t even have time to stop her.

The soft touch of a woman’s delicate hand, almost immediately crumbled the defense he had tried so hard to maintain.

Nangong Mo suddenly pressed his lips tightly, his body taut like iron.

Fortunately, a continuous stream like a mountain spring of refreshing cool air flowed from her palm into his chest, like a gurgling stream circulating through his meridians, alleviating the boundless discomfort inside.

Nangong Mo didn’t know what kind of Internal Cultivation Methods Yun Ran practiced, but he was well aware that the True Qi she sent him was unlike any other.

Perhaps, it wasn’t True Qi at all, but something else.

Loss of too much of it would surely harm her body.

Nangong Mo decisively spoke to stop her, but Yun Ran ignored him.

The next moment, however, he frowned deeply, pressed his lips tightly, looking extremely painful, as if he might faint from the pain.

"Quick... stop!"

Yun Ran: "..."

"Nangong Mo, stop pretending!"

To make him give up, Yun Ran even emphasized, "I will not fall for it! You better cooperate obediently!"

Yes, Nangong Mo really was pretending.

But just after a few breaths, it turned real.