Chapter 745: Chapter 740, Chapter 741: Warmth and Romance
As the half-mask was removed, a face as pristine as snow came into Chen Mo’s view. The skin was so fair that it gave off a tragic yet cool sense of beauty.
Her expression was stern, her lips slightly curved, emanating a unique cold allure. Her eyes were like deep pools, cold and dark.
Chen Mo was surrounded by many beauties, so his threshold was relatively high. Although Nalan Yiren wasn’t an amazingly stunning beauty, she still made Chen Mo feel a bit surprised.
Previously, he thought that Nalan Yiren wore a mask all the time perhaps to hide some birthmark, or maybe her face was disfigured due to cultivating Poison Technique. But it turns out, her face was very clean.
Recalling what Nalan Yiren said before, he joked: "Could it be that Miss Nalan has taken a liking to me?"
Then he continued, rather self-absorbedly: "After all, I am young and handsome, strong, and have high status. It’s quite normal for you to like me. With my conditions, what woman wouldn’t be moved?"
Upon hearing this, Nalan Yiren was so upset she wanted to smash the mask on Chen Mo’s face, saying: "Don’t praise yourself. I’m thanking you, that’s why I let you see my true face."
"Is that so? Who was it before who said only their husband could remove the mask on their face?"
"That’s rubbish. Only a fool like you would believe it." Nalan Yiren picked up chopsticks and threw them at Chen Mo’s face, then put on the mask and walked out of the private room.
In catching the chopsticks thrown by Nalan Yiren, Chen Mo didn’t realize that her hands had clenched into fists out of anger.
...
Outside the restaurant, Nalan Yiren didn’t leave for the Prince’s Mansion in a huff. She continued to stroll.
Chen Mo walked beside her, the two side by side, and said: "Since Miss Nalan’s previous words were all lies, and you’re not ugly, why do you always wear a mask?"
Nalan Yiren responded with a punch, Chen Mo raised his hand to block it, but she withdrew mid-air and said: "The women in your mansion were all kidnapped by you, right."
After saying this, Nalan Yiren quickened her pace and walked ahead of Chen Mo.
Looking at Nalan Yiren’s back, Chen Mo touched his nose, murmuring to himself: "Could it be, really taken a liking to me?"
After finishing the hotpot, it was already 3:00 PM. The weather had turned cloudy, not as scorching as before, and more people were on the streets.
Xiangyang doesn’t have a curfew; at this time, the vendors doing business at night had already set up their stalls, getting ready, making the city’s atmosphere more lively.
Nalan Yiren bought a Heaven-Praying Lantern; the merchant said it could bring blessings, and once sent to the sky, wishes would come true. It was a business courtesy, but Nalan Yiren believed it, and wrote her wishes for blessings on the lantern.
Chen Mo glanced at it. It was hoping for a smooth journey to the Western Regions, to successfully avenge her grandfather.
Chen Mo knew this matter had become a knot in her heart.
He smiled and said: "Don’t worry, everything will go smoothly."
Xiangyang City is large; after strolling for a while, it got dark. Chen Mo accompanied Nalan Yiren to the small bridge in the south of the city to release the Heaven-Praying Lantern.
By now, there were many people on the bridge, mostly young couples, lighting river lanterns or releasing Heaven-Praying Lanterns.
At the bridgehead, there were people solving lantern riddles, casting iron flowers, with cheers echoing, filled with a bustling atmosphere.
After releasing the Heaven-Praying Lantern, Nalan Yiren was entranced by the scene before her.
"What’s up?" Chen Mo bought two sticks of sugar-coated haws, giving one to Nalan Yiren.
"I remember when I was young, my grandfather took me to Baiyue’s Capital, where we guessed lantern riddles, watched iron flowers; in a blink, over ten years have passed, but grandfather is no longer there."
Chen Mo: "..."
At this moment, he saw a sugar figurine stall across the bridge and immediately reached for Nalan Yiren’s hand.
"Boom..."
Just then, the protective Innate Spiritual Qi in Chen Mo was suddenly activated, and a blue scorpion that matched Nalan Yiren’s outfit crawled out from her sleeve, its tail pinching at the protective Spiritual Qi on Chen Mo’s hand.
To Chen Mo’s surprise, the toxins released from the scorpion’s tail actually made parts of his Innate Spiritual Qi become somewhat transparent.
Nalan Yiren realized what was happening, pulled her hand back, and frowned, asking: "What are you doing?"
"I saw you were getting all sentimental again, wanted to take you to see something fun." Chen Mo pointed to the sugar figurine stall across the bridge, then looked at the scorpion retracting into the sleeve, saying: "This scorpion of yours isn’t ordinary; the toxin can actually corrode my Innate Spiritual Qi."
"The blue scorpion is a poisonous creature unique to the poison swamp in Poison King Valley and has mutated. The one in my hand grew up with my cultivation of Poison Technique, you’re an Upper Three Grades; if it were Middle and Lower Grade Martial Artists, they’d already be foaming at the mouth." Nalan Yiren raised her hand, the blue scorpion crawled out from her sleeve, standing in her palm, like a loyal guard, vigilantly watching Chen Mo.
"This little thing is quite protective." Chen Mo stretched out his finger to poke at it, quickly withdrew the finger as it retaliated.
"Don’t suddenly touch me like that again."
Nalan Yiren stated, putting away the scorpion and walking toward the sugar figurine stall.
Chen Mo shook his head with a smile.
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"What do guests want? Monkeys, tigers, and people— I can make them all." The vendor enthusiastically said as business arrived.
"Can you make him?" Nalan Yiren pointed at Chen Mo.
