My Highness Hears My Thoughts, And Still Plays Along
Chapter 415: Untitled -
CHAPTER 415: UNTITLED CHAPTER
[Swing... chair? What does it look like? A hanging recliner? Sounds nice, doesn’t it?]
Yun Ran felt intrigued, gazing into the man’s gentle, smiling eyes, and decisively refused, "No, I won’t go!"
"A girl who says one thing but means another!"
Nangong Mo chuckled softly, shook his head, efficiently gathered up the bowl and spoon, picked up the food box, and left.
Yun Ran: "?"
He just left like that?!
"Hmph! It’s good that he left, saves me from feeling annoyed looking at him!"
Looking up, she saw the night sky filled with stars, shining brilliantly. She glanced around, where beaded curtains hung in layers, every step a picturesque view.
However, Yun Ran still wanted to see outside. A pot of clear wine, half a garden’s spring scenery, lying there lazily basking in the sun—that would be the most pleasant thing.
Following her impulse, Yun Ran decisively got out of bed.
Yet, as soon as her feet touched the ground, Yun Ran gasped in pain, and listlessly fell back onto the bed, glaring at the radiant stars above, unable to resist grinding her teeth in frustration.
"Damn scoundrel! I won’t be a woman if I don’t get revenge for this! Just wait!"
"Who are you planning to get revenge on? Do you want me to help?"
Unexpectedly, a teasing voice floated into her ears, Yun Ran turned to look, and rolled her eyes at him with a threatening glare, "What are you back for?"
The man slightly lifted his lips, his appearance unparalleled like an immortal descending to the mortal realm, "Afraid you might miss me, so I came back."
Yun Ran: "...Get lost!"
"Where should I roll to?"
"..."
Yun Ran didn’t want to pay attention to him, but saw Nangong Mo straightforwardly ’rolling’ to the bed, raising the clothes in his hands, asking her, "Which one do you like?"
Yun Ran glared at the clothes in his hands, frowned, "Where did these come from? Whose clothes are these?"
Nangong Mo looked at her with a disdainful expression, "Of course, they’re yours."
"Yun Xiaoran, why do I feel like you’ve gotten dumber overnight?"
Yun Ran: "???"
What did he just say?!
After a brief moment of stupor, Yun Ran grabbed a pillow and hurled it at him, "Scoundrel! Get out!"
Nangong Mo easily caught the pillow, bent down, and his handsome face approached Yun Ran, winking at her and smiling devilishly, "Aran, have you decided which one to wear? Shall I help you put it on, hmm?"
Yun Ran: "..."
Whether from anger or something else, Yun Ran’s face flushed, and she slapped his handsome face away unceremoniously, "Who needs you to put it on? Who said I’m getting up? Get out, I’m going to rest!"
"Can you sleep? Are you sure you don’t want to go outside and bask in the sun?"
"..."
[Want to, of course, but...]
Seeing the knowing smile on the man’s lips, Yun Ran snorted coldly, decisively pulled the quilt over her face, "Don’t want to! I’m going to sleep! Go wherever you like!"
But the next moment, Nangong Mo picked her up, blanket and all.
Suspended in midair, Yun Ran peeked her head out from the blanket, bewildered, "Hey, Nangong Mo! What are you doing?"
The man looked down at her, with a gentle smile tugging at his lips, "Didn’t you say you wanted to sleep? Why not sleep somewhere else?"
"Where... where to?"
In the courtyard, sunlight poured down, bright as day, the courtyard full of vibrant red plum blossoms, a subtle and elegant fragrance wafting in the air, soothing the soul.
Yun Ran’s eyes immediately fell on the swing under the flower gallery.
[No, this isn’t a swing... this is clearly a rocking bed...]
[But, lying on it should be very comfortable and cozy...]
The swing chair was woven from rattan, its armrests and backrest inlaid with shimmering gemstones, the swing ropes made from vines, adorned with colorful petals, some real flowers, others carved from glass and jade.
[Such a wasteful dog of a man! Can’t use up all the money, send some my way!]
As Yun Ran silently cursed, Nangong Mo lowered his head, his lips brushing her ear as he whispered, "Aran, do you like it?"
[This swing, this courtyard, there’s no way they just suddenly appeared overnight, they were clearly... a long-planned plot!]
Yun Ran rolled her eyes slightly, "Who knows which little lover you prepared this swing for? Don’t think you can fool me!"
Beside her ear, the man’s low laughter sounded, full of teasing and mockery, "Who else but for the beautiful, sweet-voiced, gentle and soft little beauty?"