My Highness Hears My Thoughts, And Still Plays Along-Chapter 445: Only in Dreams

Yun Ran didn’t wait for him to finish and directly issued an eviction order, pointing towards the door with a look that clearly said: "Take care, no need to see you out!"

It seemed there was no room for negotiation...

Unexpectedly, Nangong Mo didn’t stick to his usual shamelessness and refused to leave.

He glanced at Yun Ran and then obediently got off the bed, his handsome face showing both seriousness and confusion, "Did I perhaps hear it wrong? My dear, don’t blame me, I’ll go back to sleeping on the floor."

He was straightforward, heading directly to his spot on the floor.

This left Yun Ran speechless: [Did I ask you to go back to sleep on the floor? I was clearly kicking you out, okay?]

"Hey, Nangong Mo, you..."

Just when she was about to tell him to stop playing dumb, she saw him sitting on the floor, pressing his fingers to his temples, slightly frowning, in a thoughtful self-dialogue:

"Strange, I clearly heard someone tell me to sleep on the bed, could it be I misheard in my drowsiness? Or did I actually hear it in a dream?"

Yun Ran: "..."

[What nonsense is he spouting again? Who would believe you misheard!]

Yun Ran grabbed a nearby pillow, contemplating whether to throw it at his head.

But then she heard Nangong Mo’s light sigh, filled with myriad emotions, "I might as well sleep; only in dreams does that little lady show a bit of tenderness to me... yeah, sleep, in dreams everything can happen."

"..."

For a moment, Yun Ran was at a loss for words. Was she really that bad to him in daily life? So much so that he had to seek comfort in dreams?!

[Seems like... except for the occasional love of hitting him... I’m still pretty gentle, right?]

Looking at the pillow she hadn’t yet thrown... Yun Ran decisively nodded, "I mostly hit you with pillows, not bricks or big knives, that’s already very gentle!"

"Hmph! This guy only knows how to smear my image! One day I’ll slap you to death!"

However, Nangong Mo, who had already entered a dream, probably couldn’t hear Yun Ran’s words and thus couldn’t refute her.

At that moment, he lay quietly, eyes gently closed, breathing shallow, like a deity slumbering in the dark night, so handsome it was hard to look away.

Yun Ran stared at him, her stomach churning with thoughts, "Already asleep so quickly? Really? Could he be that tired?"

But thinking about it, she lay around all day doing nothing but eating, so of course she wasn’t tired.

"Who knows what he was doing during the day? Digging into someone else’s stash? Or secretly meeting some little beauty? That’s why he’s so tired?"

"Cough..."

Suddenly, Nangong Mo coughed in his sleep, and Yun Ran immediately shot him a chilly glance, grinding her teeth in secret.

[That sneaky villain! Was he pretending to sleep to trick me again just now?]

But Nangong Mo didn’t wake up, his handsome brows deeply furrowed, his face full of pain, and his hand was pressing against his chest, murmuring lowly, "Aran... don’t go..."

Although the voice was faint, like a wisp of breeze dissipating into the night, Yun Ran heard it clearly, and her heart trembled slightly.

The place he held was where his heart is, where she had stabbed him with that knife...

Thinking of this, Yun Ran unconsciously bit her red lips; her heart ached in bursts, causing her to instinctively raise her hand to cover her chest.

That knife struck so deeply, how could it not hurt? So, not only does his wound hurt, but he’s also having nightmares?

In an instant, heartache, anxiety, tension, self-blame, and guilt all surged into her heart.