Chapter 405 - 387: - My Highness Hears My Thoughts, And Still Plays Along - NovelsTime

My Highness Hears My Thoughts, And Still Plays Along

Chapter 405 - 387:

Author: Wind Dance Susu
updatedAt: 2026-02-22

CHAPTER 405: CHAPTER 387:

Suddenly, she lay flat, her hands and forehead pressed to the ground: "Subordinate deserves to die! Subordinate has overstepped! Please punish me, master!"

The person merely glanced at her indifferently, eyes cold as if looking at an ant, "Quickly find out where she is, I want an accurate answer."

"Yes! This subordinate will take care of it now!"

...

When Yun Ran woke up, it felt as if the world had just begun, her mind was in complete chaos.

Where is she? What year is it now? She didn’t even know if it was day or night?

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Yun Ran blinked, staring blankly at the canopy overhead before her thoughts gradually cleared.

Nangong Mo was injured and hiding; she went to find him, to help him heal, but unexpectedly discovered he was hit by a secret technique, and later he...

Those images flashed like fleeting shadows through her mind, Yun Ran’s cheeks suddenly flushed with embarrassment, quickly pulling the blanket over her face.

This little move made her unable to suppress a low cry, her beautiful features almost crumpling together.

How could it be... so painful? Both sore and tired! Her whole body felt like it was about to fall apart, with no strength at all!

Yun Ran was puzzled. After these months of exercising and recuperating, her body shouldn’t be this weak!

"Aran?"

A sound of light, quick footsteps came, Nangong Mo stopped at the bedside, softly calling, "Aran, are you awake?"

Yun Ran was hidden under the blanket, her fingers clutching the corner, her heart filled with mixed emotions; she couldn’t tell if she was nervous or something else.

"Aran, are you hungry? I made some bird’s nest congee for you, would you like to have a bowl first?"

The man’s voice was low, yet extraordinarily gentle, like a breeze in March, easily stirring one’s heart.

Recalling his usual way of speaking, it was either chillingly cold or arrogantly domineering as if someone owed him eighty thousand taels of Silver, or unscrupulously shameless enough to drive anyone mad!

Now, the way he suddenly spoke to her made Yun Ran feel somewhat uncomfortable...

"Aran?"

Nangong Mo knew Yun Ran had awoken, but he couldn’t quite grasp her thoughts at the moment. Given the special circumstances, he felt both nervous and uneasy, naturally proceeding with caution, daring not to be impulsive.

Yun Ran was silent for a while, then pulled the blanket down a bit, revealing her eyes as radiant as water, quietly gazing at him, "Nangong Mo, what time is it now?"

As soon as she spoke, Yun Ran was startled by her own hoarse voice, feeling somewhat bewildered.

This... is her voice?! How did it become like this?!

Nangong Mo quickly answered, as though afraid of disturbing her, his voice incredibly gentle, "Aran, it’s just past the hour of the rabbit; you should eat and then sleep a little longer."

The hour... of the rabbit...

Yun Ran calculated the time; when she found him, it was roughly the third quarter of the hour of the ox. By the time she bandaged his wounds, realized something was wrong, and persuaded him to obediently listen and accept her help, it was around the beginning of the hour of the tiger...

That means, all in all, less than two hours? But by feeling, she should have slept at least one and a half hours, right?

Yun Ran was surprised by the calculated result, and couldn’t help blurting out, "Nangong Mo, has the effect of the medicine on you completely worn off? Did it wear off so quickly? Do you still feel any discomfort now?"

Nangong Mo: "..."

The man’s beautifully angry face rapidly darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye,

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