Chapter 127 The person who wants to spend a lifetime with her
"Congratulations on becoming the number one person in the Imperial City Trial." Mo Jue's voice was low, and he stared at her with his narrow eyes, his eyes focused, and the blazing passion deep in his eyes made Chu Ran's heart throb and tremble.
She coughed deliberately, lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze, and focused on the gift.
It is a rectangular wooden box made of Breitling tree. The box exudes a faint cold fragrance. Just smelling this fragrance will make you feel refreshed.
The surface of the box is carved with dense clusters of summer flowers, the carving is exquisite and lifelike.
But the box was so expensive, Chu Ran couldn't help but become more curious about the contents inside.
She gently opened the lid of the box, and her pupils suddenly widened: "Scabbard?"
I saw a sword scabbard placed in a box covered with red gilded soft cloth.
The scabbard is entirely silvery white, exuding a biting cold air, and the sheath is engraved with mysterious magic circle patterns.
"This sheath is made of thousands of years of cold iron and ice soul crystals. It is indestructible. Even if you fight against purple-level spiritual weapons, with the blessing of formations, you can still block several attacks." Mo Jue smiled.
Let's introduce it to her.
Chu Ran gently stroked the sheath, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
She immediately took out the Star Chaser Sword and sheathed it.
The sheath and the sword fit perfectly, as if they were tailor-made for it.
"Do you like it?" Mo Jue asked softly.
Chu Ran nodded honestly, "This is my favorite gift I have ever received."
Hearing this, Mo Jue's smile faded a bit, "Oh? Has anyone else given you a gift?"
Why didn't Aoki report this matter?
Thinking that he was one step behind others and failed to be the first person to send her a gift, Mo Jue's breath suddenly became cold.
The words "I am very unhappy" were hung on his face.
"You even care about this kind of thing?" Chu Ran was surprised, but also a little funny, and couldn't help but muttered: "Why are you acting like a child?"
Mo Jue's eyes flickered and he looked deeply into her smiling face.
Suddenly, he bent down.
The cast shadow was like a net, wrapping Chu Ran in it. He pressed her red lips very quickly, "A child would not do such a thing to you."
The soft touch is fleeting.
When Chu Ran realized what she had done to him, his cheeks suddenly turned red.
"Wow! Xiao Ranran! He secretly kissed you again! How does the kiss feel? Your heart is beating so fast, you must be very comfortable."
The sound of fire and laughter resounded in her sea of consciousness.
Chu Ran was extremely angry and forcibly blocked her spiritual consciousness. He held the hilt of the sword and drew the sword out of its sheath.
"Huh?" Mo Jue raised his black eyebrows and teased: "Chu Chu wants to murder her husband?"
"Shut up!"
The powerful sword energy swept away.
Mo Jue dodged and quickly set up a barrier.
The sword energy shattered the tables and chairs, leaving a deep ravine on the ground, and then hit the barrier with a bang.
The barrier trembles, and ripple-like marks appear on the surface.
"Don't be angry," Mo Jue said, "In the worst case, I will ask you to kiss me back."
Chu Ran's forehead twitched and he said fiercely: "Who cares!"
She was about to attack with her long sword in hand, and teach this guy who had sneak-attacked her several times a lesson.
But at this moment, a faint moan suddenly came from the inner room.
It’s Li Xiuniang!
Chu Ran instantly stopped his momentum and flew over in a flash.
On the canopy bed, the old man who had been sleeping for half a month was holding on to the bed board, struggling to get up.
"I'll help you." Chu Ran held her arm, put a soft pillow behind her, and then carefully helped her lean down.
"You...are you...Miss?" Li Xiuniang's eyes widened and her eyes kept wandering over Chu Ran's face.
Chu Ran was startled, looked at her clear expression, and smiled happily.
It seemed that not only was she awake, but her mind was also restored.
But just in case, she still sat down on the edge of the bed, took Li Xiuniang's hand, and checked her pulse.
Li Xiuniang didn't resist, but just stared at her dreamingly.
"These eyes... look alike! They look so alike!" the old man murmured, with tears streaming down his face.
As soon as Chu Ran let go of his hand, she held her arm tightly.
"You are a lady, right?" she asked crying, her eyes full of expectation and uneasiness.
"Yes," Chu Ran responded, his palm gently placed on the back of her hand: "It's me."
"It's really you!" When her suspicion was confirmed, Li Xiuniang lost control of her emotions instantly. She pulled Chu Ran into her arms and hugged her tightly.
"Great, great, I finally found the young lady."
Mo Jue stood at the door of the inner room, watching this scene quietly.
Although she didn't like their flirting and being ruined by others, and she didn't like someone getting close to her and holding her like this.
But because of Li Xiuniang's identity, he finally endured it.
He walked in, handed a piece of silk handkerchief to Li Xiuniang, and whispered: "Nanny, wipe it."
Chu Ran froze and couldn't believe his ears.
"What are you yelling at?" she called out in embarrassment.
"You have touched me, and I am yours. Naturally, I should follow your lead and change my tune." Mo Jue replied confidently.
Chu Ran was angry and ashamed.
"Who touched you! It was obviously you who attacked me yourself!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she found that the hand that restrained her slowly loosened.
Li Xiuniang's out-of-control emotions eased. She let go of Chu Ran and took the silk handkerchief to wipe the mess on her face.
"Thank you." After saying that, she raised her eyes and looked at Mo Jue.
It was immediately apparent that this man was extremely popular and had been in a high position for a long time.
"Miss, who is this?"
Chu Ran was about to open his mouth, but someone beat him to it.
Mo Jue lowered his eyes and met Li Xiuniang's red eyes, "I am the one who wants to spend the rest of my life with Chu Chu."
Chu Ran subconsciously wanted to refute, but what he saw was his serious and almost solemn expression.
Her pupils trembled slightly, and when the words came to her lips, she was unable to say them.
Li Xiuniang's face was also filled with astonishment, "Miss..., is what he said true?"
Chu Ran retracted his eyes and said, "Ignore him."
"...Oh." Li Xiuniang really didn't ask any more questions, but her peripheral vision kept wandering around Mo Jue.
"How do you feel now? Does your head hurt? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" Chu Ran asked.
Li Xiuniang shook her head, "It doesn't hurt, I just feel a little dizzy and my bones are a little weak."
"This is normal. You will inevitably feel weak after sleeping for so long. If you come down later and walk more, you will feel better." Chu Ran explained patiently, "You need to rest first, I will have someone prepare some for you.
Food.”
It was not suitable to eat too greasy food at the beginning of recovery, so Chu Ran only asked Shuiyin to prepare some liquid food, and then asked her to take the money and go outside the house to ask someone to buy some clothes for Li Xiuniang.
"Remember to buy some. She has suffered so many years, and now it's time to enjoy the blessings."
Not long after, the city's most famous tailor from the Garment Pavilion came to the Moon Picking Pavilion with tools, manpower, and high-quality fabrics.
"You said the tailors from the Garment Pavilion are here?" Zheng Jinhua was shocked when he received the news: "Then why did that bitch come to them?"
"It seems to be tailoring clothes for Li Xiuniang." said the servant who reported the news.
"Is an old slave worthy of wearing clothes from the Garment Pavilion? No!" Zheng Jinhua suddenly remembered something, "Where did she get the money?"