Madam Qin gently stroked Lin Yanran's hair. Her voice was gentle, but her eyes were vicious.
"She made you suffer so much. How can I let her off so easily? On the way back, I've already thought of how to punish her."
"Really? How does Mother plan to deal with her?"
A cold glint appeared in Madam Qin's eyes. "Tomorrow is the day she returns to her family. At that time…"
Lin Yanran was very satisfied after hearing Madam Qin's specific plan. However, not long after, she frowned and looked depressed.
Qin Madam saw this and couldn't help but sigh. "Are you troubled because of Nangong Mo?"
Lin Yanran bit her lip and clenched her fists. "Mother, I'm indignant. He has already become like that. What right does he have to treat me like that? "
Madam Qin did not want Lin Yanran to focus too much on Nangong Mo. She patted her shoulder and said earnestly,
"Yan'er, you're going to marry the Crown Prince and become the Crown Princess. You'll be the noblest woman in Tianchu in the future. Don't be disturbed by those lowly people."
"Men are all the same. He's just posturing to get your attention. Don't be fooled by him. You have to remember that the person you're going to marry is the Crown Prince."
"I understand, Mother." Lin Yanran lowered her eyes and nodded obediently, but images flashed through her mind, memories of him.
The first time she met him in her youth, she was stunned by his dashing looks. From then on, her heart was lost to him. She could not help but chase after him. She dreamed of him and could not forget him.
But he was cold and distant to her and had never looked at her twice. He was like the dawn of the Nine Heavens. His brilliance was impossible to ignore, but he was so aloof that no one could touch him.
But she finally got what she wanted and was engaged to him…
Later, after the incident with Noble Consort Lan, he was implicated. From then on, he was despised by the emperor and lost all his favor.
He was originally the best candidate for the position of Crown Prince, but in the end, he was sent to the border fortress. From then on, he rode his horse in the desert and drank blood on the battlefield.
What little fate she had with him was finally destroyed in the sandstorm.
From the beginning to the end, he had always been as cold as ice to her. He had never shown her any warmth.
He was once the most dazzling and talented youth in Tianchu. But Prince Qin, the Emperor's favorite, was indifferent to her.
Now, he was just a poor prince who had lost both his legs, his eyes, and his future. What right did he have to treat her that way? What right did he have to remain superior to her?
… .
Yun Ran was very depressed because the one thousand taels she had obtained had been scammed by Nangong Mo. She dug weeds in the back mountain of the mansion for a long time.
Of course, those grass were not ordinary grass. When mixed with different pollen and herbs, it would become Yan Ran's favorite poison.
A certain bird was worried sick about this:
You're a person who needs to accumulate merit! You have to do good deeds! What are you trying to do with all these harmful things?
To poison that bastard Nangong Mo, of course.
How boring would it be to poison him? Why not give him a different way to die? Like, drain him dry?
Stupid bird with no integrity!
What? You don't want to? Speaking of which, he's so good-looking and has a good figure. Do you really not have any thoughts about him?
I have designs on his silver. And hurry up and pick up your shattered integrity.
You've already eaten it so I can't pick it up. I've decided to help you and send you to a beautiful man's bed at night.
Get out! Don't you dare!
Then do you want to see if I dare?
No thanks.
As Yun Ran placed the washed weeds under the corridor to dry and argued with a certain bird, she was unaware that Nangong Mo was sitting there enjoying the moon.
Feng Xuan stood behind Nangong Mo and looked up at the moon from time to time, then at his master with a puzzled expression.
When did His Highness become so free? Was he even admiring the moon?
Moreover, was the moon in the Snow Listening Pavilion not round enough? Why did he go to the pavilion at Windy Court to admire the moon?
Was there anything special about admiring the moon?
Yun Ran was completely unaware of what was happening at the corner of the pavilion. After working for half the day in the afternoon, she was really a little tired. After drying the wild grass, she returned to the house to wash up and sleep.
However, in her sleep, she felt something pulling her hair.
Her years of vigilance made her open her eyes.
Then, her expression suddenly froze as she looked at the two… heads that were floating by her bed.
"Am I dead again??"
Yun Ran blinked in confusion and disbelief.
Had she been struck by lightning again? Just as she was falling asleep?
The two of them, one black and one white, had their clothes fluttering and their hair dancing wildly. Their eyes emitted a faint blue light in the night, making their faces as pale as paper. Especially their bloody mouths… It was very terrifying!
What else could it be but the legendary Black and White Ghosts of Impermanence?
Yun Ran sighed faintly. "Brothers, there's no need to do anything. I'll walk myself…"
The air was silent for a moment before she heard an ethereal, distant, deep, and hoarse voice. In short, it was very unique.
He asked her, "Do you have any last words?"
Yun Ran's eyebrows moved as she narrowed her eyes and surveyed the room without batting an eyelid.
Finally, she stared at the two, one black and one white, floating in front of her bed and smiled gently.
"Yes! I want to take Nangong Mo with me."
"Why are we bringing him?"
Yun Ran glanced behind the two ghosts and said seriously,
"I'm not familiar with the underworld. I don't have any silver."
"Nangong Mo is good-looking, has a good figure, and a pleasant voice. What if some ghost servant takes a fancy to him?"
"I can then sell him for some silver. How good would that be! With his beauty, I can definitely sell him for a good price! It's enough for me to live happily in hell for a while!"
A certain ghost said nothing.
"Brother Envoy, why aren't you saying anything? Can my wish be fulfilled?"
"You're being petty. Overruled!"
"Brother Ghost, you're wrong! He's my husband, so he naturally has to die with me!"
"Besides, it's so pitiful and miserable to be left alone in the world! I'm doing this for his own good!"
The Black and White Ghosts of Impermanence actually sneered. "In that case, does he have to thank you for selling him for silver?"
Catching the gritted teeth in that tone, a faint and cold smile appeared on Yun Ran's lips.
"You don't have to thank me! But…"
In the blink of an eye, Yun Ran kicked two ghosts away and smashed the pillow in her hand at the head of the black shadow in front of her.
"Bang!"
There was a dull thud as his hair was messed up and his handsome face darkened.
Nangong Mo was speechless.
This petty person!