CHAPTER 42: CHAPTER 40: I ALREADY KNOW YOUR INTENTIONS

The man’s thin and sexy lips pressed lightly as he turned the wheelchair towards the door, leaving Yun Ran with a slightly lonely back view.

A low voice came, "I come here only because this was my mother’s palace when she was alive."

Yun Ran paused, feeling a gentle touch on something deep inside her, raising a faint trace of pity.

It’s said that he lost his mother at the age of ten, and went to the battlefield with the army at the age of eleven...

Suddenly, Yun Ran felt a bit sorry for him.

"I’m sorry, I didn’t know..."

"No matter, it’s an old story."

The man’s tone was casual, but Yun Ran could still hear a faint sadness in his voice.

In that moment, Yun Ran looked at his silhouette fading in the dim light, determined to heal his legs and make him stand again.

Nangong Mo had already reached the door, raising his hand to push it, when Yun Ran grabbed his arm, "They..."

Nangong Mo turned to her, raising an eyebrow gently, "They have already left."

Yun Ran: "???"

Didn’t see anyone coming out of that room!

"There’s a secret passage. Lin Wanyue, you’re such a little fool."

"..."

Yun Ran glared at him, a bit speechless, "Yes, yes! You’re the smartest, my lord!"

[Even a dog is better than you!]

[Because you’re just a stupid, jerk, scoundrel!]

Nangong Mo slightly squinted, casting a sidelong glance at her, "Lin Wanyue."

"Eh, I’m here! My lord, any orders?"

"Huh..."

"With that courage, you dare to run around and eavesdrop? If I hadn’t appeared in time, you might be dead by now."

Yun Ran: "???"

[You can doubt my moral integrity, but never question my courage!]

"Was it because I was scared that I kicked the flower pot? I, I..."

The sound was so...

But this part is hard to speak of!

"Anyway, kicking the flower pot was just an accident, nothing to do with courage, okay?"

"But still, thank you for your heroic rescue, my lord!"

Yet she heard the man laugh softly, full of disdain, "It’s hero saving a villain."

Yun Ran: "..." Are you polite?

"Speaking of which, my lord, how did you know I was standing there in such a big courtyard? And managed to grab my hand so accurately?"

"I knew it was you because of your scent."

"Ah, I get it, just like a dog smelling the scent of a bone."

Nangong Mo: "..."

Couldn’t she choose a more elegant expression, like smelling the scent of a beauty?

"And accuracy? How did you judge my position? By smell too?"

"..."

He’s not a dog...

Nangong Mo raised his hand to rub his forehead lightly, resisting the urge to strangle her.

"Determining position by sound, and by wind"

Yun Ran nodded thoughtfully, indeed there’s an old man on the martial arts ranking list who, though blind, possessed extraordinary martial skills, rarely defeated in combat.

Even as a blind man, he acted freely, with little difference from ordinary people.

"My lord, you’re really amazing! And you saved me today, I worship you immensely and wish to repay you!"

"..."

Nangong Mo looked at the young girl in front of him, smiling flatteringly with curved brows and eyes, his lightly pressed thin lips barely twitching.

This girl, not becoming a treacherous minister seems a bit of a waste.

"Oh? How do you want to repay me?"

Yun Ran: "..."

[Let’s not beat around the bush, I want to see your legs! Can I look?]

[But I’m afraid to say it...]

[Seems I need to be sneaky, and secretly take a peek.]

Nangong Mo: "..."

The lord has already figured out your plan.