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056 Scared People Away, He Should Cry

Mo Shaohua frowned and suddenly laughed again.

He turned over, propped himself up and lay on his side to avoid the wound, with the quilt pulled down a little. He looked at Bai Ranran, the smile on his face was very charming, "Is this enough to seduce you? Are you tempted?"

"No, no, absolutely, absolutely not!"

Bai Lanran would not admit it to death, so she turned to look at him, gritted her teeth and admitted, "I, I am a normal woman, right? It's normal for me to have some thoughts if you seduce me, right? What about the other things?

If a woman takes off her clothes to seduce you, you, you will be tempted, right? If you don’t have any idea, it’s useless.”

She just loved telling the truth. Seeing that Mo Shaohua's chest was exposed again, she quickly pulled the quilt to cover him.

Cover everything except eyes and hair.

"You're going too far, I said, don't catch the cold from all this trouble."

She stared at Mo Shaohua for a while, sighed deeply, sat back on her feet, and looked at him seriously.

She would be a fool if she didn't see what this guy was thinking.

Although, she decided to talk to Mo Shaohua directly.

"My lord, you don't meet my criteria for choosing a mate, so don't waste time on me. I don't want to play with your feelings either. Any relationship that I decide to accept will definitely stay with me for the rest of my life."

She felt that she was not attracted to Mo Shaohua, but at most she was fascinated by his beauty.

"Mate selection criteria?"

Mo Shaohua sat up, pulled on his belt and tied it up again, "It means this is the standard for choosing a spouse, so tell me where I don't meet it?"

The silk belt is too slippery and will easily open if it is not tightened tightly.

Bai Lanran looked at Mo Shaohua's serious expression and was in a trance for a moment.

She felt the danger and knew that she would easily fall if she continued like this, but it was absolutely impossible for Mo Shaohua to give her the kind of feelings she wanted.

She sighed and looked at Mo Shaohua very seriously, "First of all, I like men who are committed to each other and have no other women around them. You may find this unreasonable, but that's how I am."

"Secondly, I like an ordinary life. As a prince, you are destined to rise and fall in the whirlpool of politics."

"Also, I am extremely insecure. I am afraid it will be difficult for my partner to even look at another woman."

"Like you...forget it!"

"What I want is a life-long relationship between two people. Do you think you are suitable, Your Majesty?"

She has never been loved, so she is extremely insecure.

She is afraid of gaining, and even more afraid of losing.

She knows herself too well, so she doesn't dare to touch her feelings easily.

She will never allow herself to be tempted unless she finds the person she thinks she can trust for the rest of her life.

Mo Shaohua fell silent.

Bai Ranran smiled.

Her mood suddenly became cheerful and comfortable, but somewhere in her heart there was something heavy, as if something had sunk.

"My lord, please go to bed early."

She helped Mo Shaohua lie down in a polite manner, covered him with a quilt, tucked both sides, took his cloak and put it on herself.

Without looking at Mo Shaohua again, she blew out all the candles and palace lanterns on the bedside. With the moonlight coming through the screen window, she walked around the screen and sat down in front of Mo Shaohua's desk.

Lying on the golden nanmu desk, she slowly closed her eyes.

Since you can't take responsibility, why bother disturbing other people's hearts?

Scumbag, hum!

For a long time, while she was half asleep and half awake, she heard Mo Shaohua's suppressed and hoarse voice, "Going out of the east gate, there is a woman like a cloud. Although she is like a cloud, it takes away my thoughts... Only you, enter my heart."

Bai Ranran slowly opened her eyes, looked at her hands lying on the desk, and sighed inaudibly.

Damn it, it’s none of my business whether you like others or not. Don’t mess with my heart!

It’s so annoying!

Her muffled voice came into the room, "Your Majesty, please bring back the bright moon and the bright sun. We will never see each other again in the future. I want a stable and peaceful life."

The rejection was straightforward and no one was bothered.

Mo Shaohua didn't respond, and Bai Liran didn't say anything anymore. He only felt the discomfort in his stomach. He endured it again and again, and finally suppressed the urge to vomit.

Mo Shaohua got up and got out of bed, walked slowly behind her, "I can."

Wearing a thin undershirt, he sat down next to her, followed her example and lay down on the table, facing each other, their eyes facing each other, with only a palm apart between the two faces.

"What can you do?"

Bai Ranran frowned, not understanding what he was talking about.

Mo Shaohua came closer to her, his eyes widened, "I said, I can promise you to be together for the rest of your life, but it will take some time, so don't reject me in a hurry."

He agreed to her only after thinking about it.

He is a man of his word, he never promises easily, and he will definitely do it if he promises.

Hearing his words, Bai Ranran sat up suddenly, stared at him for a long time, and suddenly rolled her eyes, "My lord, do you believe it? You don't believe it. What a coincidence, I don't believe it either."

How could she trust the courtesan of Qinghuanfang and the dancers in the backyard?

She didn't say those words to ask for his promise, she just wanted him to give up.

Mo Shaohua sat up and looked at Bai Lanran, a bit of grievance welling up in his eyes, which was particularly moving in the hazy moonlight, "I believe it, do you believe it too?"

Bai Ranran scratched her head, as if she had something to hide, and after holding it in for a while, she said, "Actually, I still dislike you for being used by too many women."

After all, there is a risk of getting sick!

Mo Shaohua: "..."

Used?

He raised his hand, lowered it again, opened his mouth, closed it again, and then just put his finger on his temple.

He, who has always been eloquent, was at a loss for words for a moment, his face was so angry that he was holding back his words, and he had something on his mind but could not say it out.

What does this mean?

When has he been used by many women?

Bai Ranran watched him raise his hand and then lower it, open and close his mouth again, thinking that he was angry and wanted to beat her or scold her.

"I'm just telling the truth, you're not going to beat me up, are you?"

She frowned and looked at Mo Shaohua in the moonlight. In the haze, she felt that his face seemed a little dark.

Seeing how thin he was wearing, he quickly took off his cloak and put it on his shoulders.

He raised his hand and touched his forehead, and said in a panic: "Oh, it's so hot. Don't be a fever. Go back and lie down. I'll take your pulse. Feelings are not as important as your body."

She grabbed Mo Shaohua's arm and tried to pull him up, but he pulled him back to sit down.

Mo Shaohua's hand was clasped on the back of her neck, staring at her face, and the words in his mouth were too painful to be uttered.

How could he, a grown man, tell her that he had only given his body to her, and that his first kiss was also given to her.

Wouldn't she believe someone who wandered around flowers all year round if he told her?

Bai Liran felt terrified at the sight of him. She was worried that he might have a wound infection or a fever, so she grabbed his other hand and felt his pulse with her fingers.

"Alas~"

Mo Shaohua retracted his hand as if frustrated, took her hand that was checking his pulse, and rested his head weakly on her shoulder, "Well, I feel so uncomfortable, I feel a little cold, and I feel weak all over."

Don't be too hasty and scare the person away, then he should cry.

Bai Ranran's hand touched the hot cheek on her shoulder, and she frowned deeply, "Go back to bed first, I'll send someone to find the imperial doctor."

"Well, I'm very weak, please hold me up."

Mo Shaohua raised his head, his eyes drooping slightly, and he was so weak that it made people feel distressed.

This look of pity on my face really touched Bai Lanran's heart.

"Okay, okay, I'll support you."

She held Mo Shaohua's arm, stood up from the couch, sighed, and helped him walk to the bed. As she walked, she muttered, "You said you took off your clothes to seduce me. Are you freezing now? You have a fever."

It’s not good for wound recovery either, so what are you trying to do?”

Mo Shaohua felt happy when he heard her complaining. He smiled secretly, but his voice was still weak, "I'm afraid that you would fall asleep and knock yourself. You opened your own clothes, so how could I seduce you."

"I……"

Bai Liran had nothing to say, so she opened the quilt and helped him sit down.

I wanted to light the lamp, but Mo Shaohua stopped me.

"Where are you going?" came his weak and urgent voice, like a child who was afraid of being abandoned.

Bai Ranran felt that he was a bit clingy, but she thought that sick people are pretentious, so she patiently lowered her head and explained, "I'll light a lamp, take your pulse, and see if your wound is open?"

"The wound is not open, so there is no need to light the lamp. Just sit down and feel my pulse."

Mo Shaohua pulled Bai Linran to sit down next to him, stretched his white wrist to her leg, "Let's diagnose."

Bai Ranran: "..."

Putting her fingers on his wrist, she felt her pulse with an eyebrow, "The remaining poison has not been cleared away, there is no wind-chill syndrome, and the wound was not infected just now, so why is it so hot?"

She put the back of her hand to Mo Shaohua's forehead again, but he pulled her back, "I'm a little cold."

"Okay, let's lie down first."

Bai Ranran pulled the quilt up to his neck, helped him lie down, lowered her head and looked into his pair of abyss-like black eyes.

She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that she seemed to have fallen into his beauty trap again.

She secretly sighed that she was not up to par, but then she heard Mo Shaohua's low and hoarse voice, "I'm still a little cold."

Bai Linran took advantage of him not paying attention and touched his forehead.

No longer hot.

Good guy, it's really just an act.

It must have been because he was so angry at what she said just now.

He actually used the topic to his advantage and pretended it was really the case.

Dog man!
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