Chapter 2 - 1: Is This Something a Human Would Do?

The stepsister Lin Yanran and King Qin have long been engaged. King Qin went to war, became famous at a young age, and had unparalleled appearance. A year ago, after the upheaval at Cloud Mountain, he returned after barely surviving, but since then his legs were crippled, his eyes blinded, and he was left with an affliction that rendered him impotent. Lin Yanran broke the engagement and proposed for the original owner to marry in her place. Lin Wanyue swore she would never comply, but she was knocked unconscious and thrown into the bridal sedan chair. To ensure there were no mishaps, Lin Yanran even had her force-fed with a large amount of Soft Muscle Powder. "What a little bitter gourd of the human world!" Yun Ran reached up to touch the bump left on her head from being knocked out with a stick, sighed softly, and then, unknowingly, fell asleep. Upon waking, the night was deep and the candles flickered. As soon as Yun Ran opened her eyes, she saw a white figure sitting beside her bed, looking at her with a pair of dark eyes... Yun Ran: "..." She's grateful for being a soul struck by lightning once... "Did I scare you?" The man's voice was pleasant, like a clear wind brushing over the icy snow of the northern lands, rebellious yet indifferent, unforgettable after the first hearing. Yun Ran gazed intently at him, the man's expression was indifferent, without a shred of concern. Instead, his brows and eyes were filled with undisguised disdain, as if she were some troublesome thing... [Is this the Lord Dog? Why is he not comatose at this moment? Ha! Dog man!] Nangong Mo's breath paused, he frowned at Yun Ran, shocked and uncertain in his heart: She clearly hadn't spoken, yet he heard her voice? An illusion? [Speaking of which, the effects of the drug haven't worn off, my hands are weak, legs are weak, whole body is weak, he won't mess around, will he?] [Right, he has an affliction, can't be intimate, can't mess around.] [To be honest, this Lord Dog looks quite presentable! Black hair, white robe, spectacular demeanor, aloof and distinguished like an immortal in a painting, yet those thin lips are captivating, like a seductive demon. But those eyes, cold as a millennium cold pool, freezing all beings! Making one dare not covet his beauty...] [Dog as he is, but... truly a walking disaster!] Nangong Mo: "..." Not an illusion! He could hear it! She's cursing him in her heart! Yet coveting his beauty! Eyes slightly squinted, Nangong Mo looked at Yun Ran, "Why don't you speak? Mute? Or stupid?" Yun Ran: "..." [We as chivalrous women, won't bother with a dog.] "It's not that this lady intentionally neglected you, it's just that the prince is as brilliant as the sun and moon, with unparalleled beauty, making one astonished at first sight, hence the momentary distraction. Please forgive me, Prince." "Heh..." [Someone praises you and you sneer? Laugh at your dog head, huh!] "I heard today, you cursed this prince as a dog?" Half-closed cold eyes, expression deep, tone eerie, killing intent falling all over. Yun Ran blinked her eyes innocently, "That's all a misunderstanding! I didn't finish my words at the time, I meant to say: it's your substitute, Prince. It's not cursing you as a dog." [I cursed you, so what? I just won't admit it, what can you do?] Nangong Mo curved his lips, tone eerie and slow, "Is Miss Lin dissatisfied with the matter of marrying a dog?" "How could I be? Not only is the dog your substitute, Prince, but it is also so good-looking, I am naturally satisfied." [Satisfied with your dog head! Finding a dog to marry a girl, is this what humans do? Even dogs wouldn't do this, truly worse than a dog!] Only to see Nangong Mo take a deep breath, long fingers gripping the wheelchair's armrest tightly, "This prince is blind and crippled, truly not a good match." [Eh? Lord Dog actually said something human! How rare!] "Prince, do not belittle yourself, you are like the bright moon in the sky, radiant and dazzling." [Then eaten by the heavenly dog...] Nangong Mo: "..." This deceitful woman! "This prince, not only blind and crippled but afflicted with an incurable disease with not long to live. Unintentionally misleading a good lady, you may divorce and seek another good match." Sounds a bit pitiful? Yun Ran tilted her head to look at him for a while, thought for a moment, and said seriously, "People often say that once married, mutual love should never be doubted. Since we are already wedded, how can I abandon you?" "What? You want to die with me?" "Ahem..." The voice was cold, eerie, like a demonic sound infiltrating her ears, startling Yun Ran almost to tears. "Um, I meant to say, no matter what, I will not leave you and will stay with you till the last moment of life." [Divorce? Why divorce? Live in your house, spend your money, sleep in your bed, wait for you to close your eyes and kick your legs, then I'll dig a hole and bury you, inherit your wealth, land, and beauties, wouldn't that be beautiful?] "Heh..." Indeed very beautiful! Too bad, if that day really comes, he will definitely strangle her, take her away, dig a hole, and bury her together! Yun Ran looked suspiciously at Nangong Mo, "Prince, why are you laughing?" [Is she too obvious? Did he see through her inner thoughts? But isn't he blind?] "Faithful and unwavering, is it true?" "Naturally true! Though this lady has nothing much, I never lie." Nangong Mo looked at her delicate and charming little face, a cold smile slowly curved at his lips, never lies? Plainly deceitful words, not a sentence trustworthy! Such open-eyed lies, sooner or later, she'll be struck by lightning! "Then this prince shall wait and see." Leaving those words, Nangong Mo turned the wheelchair and left the inner hall. Just at the doorway, Yun Ran's inner voice echoed in his ears: [By then, I must find a good feng shui spot, one that brings wealth fortune to the widow, then personally dig a hole and bury you. Speaking of which, the north slope of Yanxia Mountain's Fan Yin Valley has excellent feng shui...] Nangong Mo's movement of turning the wheelchair paused, curling lips into a cold smile. Greedy, money-obsessed woman! Even planned where to bury him! Heh! Very well! Let's see who buries whom then! Once out of the courtyard, Nangong Mo called in the Shadow Guard, quietly issuing a few instructions. After listening to the instructions, Feng Xuan was stunned, looking back at the direction of Tingfeng Garden with some hesitation, "Master, this... isn't quite right? After all, she's a tender, weak lady, what if..." "Hm?" Nangong Mo swept a mild gaze over him, Feng Xuan immediately stiffened and stood upright, "Yes! I'll do it right away." With the words said, he gathered his energy, his figure like a black whirlwind instantly disappearing from the spot.