My Highness Hears My Thoughts, And Still Plays Along-Chapter 451 - 432:

But Yun Ran had already pulled the quilt over his face, "Nangong Mo, get some good sleep. I have questions for you tomorrow."

Nangong Mo: "...Yun Xiaoran, are you trying to smother me?"

The man’s muffled voice came from beneath the covers, and Yun Ran immediately denied it, "How could I? I just want you to have a good sleep!"

"...Alright, I’ll remember this."

"Huh? What?"

Confused, Yun Ran waited for a moment before the man’s voice sounded again, faint and cool, laden with meaning, "One day and one night."

Yun Ran: "???"

Once she understood the meaning of those words, she was tempted to smother him for real!

However, he was quite the gentleman at the moment, true to his earlier words, just holding her quietly without any funny business.

Yun Ran thought of his injuries, and didn’t say much more, gently closed her eyes as she leaned against him, pondering the secret technique affecting him, who might be the one behind it all, and how to find a way to resolve it...

Nangong Mo quietly pulled the quilt off his face, lowered his eyes to gaze at the soft and serene face of the person in his arms, his eyes brimming with tender affection like dark jade pools.

... 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Yun Ran recuperated in the villa for three days, torn between going back to Qishan to continue the hunt or just returning to the capital. As for hunting, she had seen and experienced enough, but in the capital, her clinic should be ready soon, just in time for its opening.

But since both Nangong Mo’s assassination and her own mishaps happened at Qishan, heading back, even after a few days’ delay, might yield some clues.

Yun Ran immediately packed her things, preparing to head to the hunting grounds at Qishan.

Nangong Mo walked in carrying a paper kite, saw Yun Ran packing clothes, paused, then raised an eyebrow, "Aran, are you planning to run away from home?"

Yun Ran turned back and shot him a look, "Run away from home? I’m even packing your bundle too, see?"

Nangong Mo glanced at what she called ’his bundle’, which contained nothing but a bowl and a bun.

Was she sending him to beg?

The man slightly pursed his lips, holding an elegant demeanor, "Aran, do you want to elope with me?"

"???

"I’m willing."

Yun Ran: "......"

Looking at his earnest and expectant face, Yun Ran almost felt like giving him a bowl!

"Nangong Mo, be serious. I’m planning to go to the hunting grounds again."

"Aran, do you not like it here?"

Yun Ran was slightly stunned by his words, her gaze moved through the half-open window to the courtyard outside.

The sunny view was picturesque, with sparkling waves beneath a jade bridge and flourishing flowers along the stone road. This villa was both fresh and elegant, exuding a serene timelessness — she liked it very much.

Moreover, no one here disturbed them, so he could drop his pretense, no longer needing to feign blindness or injury.

Yun Ran’s gaze swept over the paper kite in his hand, and she lightly curled her lips, dimples showing, as she smiled, "I quite like it here. I’ve decided I must come here to stay a few days regularly to truly appreciate the beauty of this place."

Then, turning her words with a hint of cheeky triumph, she added, "However, this villa now belongs to me. If you want to stay here, don’t forget to pay Silver!"

Nangong Mo: "..."

He pressed his lips, gave Yun Ran a sidelong glance full of meaning, and said with a faint smile, "Talking about money hurts feelings, doesn’t it? Why don’t you let me repay you with my body instead?"

Yun Ran: "...Get out!"