Quick Transmigration: Cannon Fodder's Daily Rise to Power and Face-Slapping

Chapter 345 Slapping the Face of the Incompetent Prince 4

Dressed up so stunningly?

He didn't even change his clothes, so how did he manage to look so stunning?

Leng Yuexing really didn't know what to say, and he felt there was no need for him to explain to Mo Ran.

So he grabbed Mo Ran's wrist and pulled hard, saying, "I don't need to explain to you."

"So what's the situation now? Have you fallen in love with Ye Qingchen?" Mo Ran asked, staring intently at Leng Yuexing.

When Leng Yuexing thought of his lover who had been divided into three parts, he really didn't know how to answer Mo Ran.

What if he answers "yes" and Wen Yunsheng and Chu Mu find out?

How will he explain it then?

After hesitating for a long time, Leng Yuexing finally decided not to answer Mo Ran's question.

Mo Ran saw that Leng Yuexing's expression was conflicted, clearly indicating that she was in love but couldn't express it.

He closed his eyes briefly, then opened them and said menacingly, "So, you just don't like me? Because my status as a concubine's son is inferior to theirs?"

Leng Yuexing opened her mouth, wanting to refute Mo Ran, but then suddenly thought that if she let Mo Ran continue to misunderstand like this, it would probably be very easy for her to propose a divorce later.

Unexpectedly, Mo Ran didn't give Leng Yuexing a chance to speak. He grabbed Leng Yuexing's chin again and said, "If that's the case, then I'll give you an identity worthy of you. Would you accept me?"

Leng Yuexing shook her head. "It's not because of that."

"Why is that? What exactly is so good about Ye Qingchen?"

"You should give me a chance too!" Mo Ran said, lowering his head to kiss Leng Yuexing.

Leng Yuexing tried to turn her head away, but Mo Ran forced her to raise her head.

Mo Ran's thin lips collided with Leng Yuexing's, their lips met, and his soul felt a familiar tremor once again.

Leng Yuexing frantically shook the sapling in her consciousness space, yelling, "Explain yourself!"

The sapling felt several of its leaves shaken off by Leng Yuexing. It carefully sensed the ink-stained aura and then shouted, "It's just as you think!"

Leng Yuexing said weakly, "Then tell me, how many parts was his soul divided into?"

The sapling thought for a moment and said, "These are probably the four parts! There won't be any more! I feel that piecing them together would be enough to make a complete soul."

Leng Yuexing said with a forced smile, "That would be for the best."

Leng Yuexing was talking to the sapling, but in Mo Ran's eyes, Leng Yuexing was just enduring it with her eyes closed, without giving him the slightest response.

His heart ached as if it were being pierced by needles.

He didn't understand why he couldn't let go of Leng Yuexing now, even though he had no feelings for her before.

When he realized that Leng Yuexing might be in love with Ye Qingchen, his heart ached so much that he couldn't breathe and he wanted to destroy everything around him!

Seeing Leng Yuexing's indifferent expression, Mo Ran released Leng Yuexing and then bit his lips hard.

"Hiss!" When Leng Yuexing came to her senses, she felt a sharp pain in her lips.

He pushed Mo Ran away, touched his sore lips, and frowned, saying, "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to make you think about me these next few days!" Mo Ran said in a deep voice.

Leng Yuexing was initially a little angry, but then she saw the fleeting hurt in Mo Ran's eyes.

He sighed softly, then stepped forward and hugged Mo Ran.

“You are my husband, and that will never change. Of course, I will think of you every day.” After saying that, Leng Yuexing gently rubbed her cheek against Mo Ran’s chest.

Mo Ran's breath hitched. He reached out and hugged Leng Yuexing tightly, as if she were his own precious treasure.

He asked softly, "Are you telling the truth?"

Leng Yuexing nodded, "Of course it's true!"

Mo Ran found that the anger in his heart had vanished with Leng Yuexing's words.

He didn't know if Leng Yuexing's words were a lie.

However, he knew that even if it was a lie, he would still believe it.

He wanted to say something more, but a gurgling sound rang out.

"Are you hungry?" Mo Ran asked in a low voice.

Leng Yuexing nodded. "Mm."

"Then I'll take you to the front hall for dinner now." Mo Ran said, taking Leng Yuexing's hand and walking towards the front hall.

During the short journey to get a meal, Leng Yuexing's mood fluctuated several times. He felt both hungry and tired.

When Leng Yuexing finally reached the front hall, he saw Wen Yunsheng, Chu Mu, and Ye Qingchen waiting for him.

Upon seeing Leng Yuexing's hand being held by Mo Ran, a dark glint flashed in the eyes of all three of them.

Wen Yunsheng was the first to stand up and walk to Leng Yuexing, taking his other hand and leading him to the dining table.

"Yuexing, are you hungry? It's getting late, come and eat," Wen Yunsheng said gently.

Leng Yuexing let go of Mo Ran's hand and walked to the main seat to sit down.

The other three all showed a hint of displeasure when they heard Wen Yunsheng address Leng Yuexing in that way.

Mo Ran spoke coldly, "Wen Yunsheng, isn't it against the rules for you to address the female master like that?"

Wen Yunsheng chuckled as he served Leng Yuexing chicken soup, saying unhurriedly, "Yuexing likes this nickname, so naturally I'll do as she wishes."

Upon hearing this, Mo Ran turned and stared at Leng Yuexing.

Chu Mu and Ye Qingchen also turned to look at him.

Leng Yuexing curled one corner of her mouth, "From now on, you can all call me that."

Wen Yunsheng laughed heartily, "Yuexing, I also like calling you that."

Chu Mu gave a soft "hmm".

Mo Ran said in a deep voice, "Understood."

Wen Yunsheng paused in his hand as he ladled soup, then casually put down the bowl.

He reached out and scooped up a spoonful of soup, gently bringing it to Leng Yuexing's lips, and said in a warm voice, "The soup is at the perfect temperature, Yuexing, drink some while it's hot."

Leng Yuexing opened her mouth and slurped the soup from the spoon into her mouth, then picked up the bowl and brought it to her lips. "It's easier for me to drink it this way. Yun Sheng, you should try it too, it tastes very good."

Leng Yuexing lowered her head and pretended to drink her soup seriously, not paying attention to either of her husbands.

Wen Yunsheng replied in a low voice, "Okay."

He then served himself a bowl of chicken soup and drank it slowly.

The meal was so unappetizing that Leng Yuexing practically stuffed herself full.

His four husbands each served him a dish, and he ate almost half of the food on the table.

When he could no longer eat, he put down his chopsticks, made an excuse to go to the restroom, left the front hall, and returned to his own Listening to the Rain Pavilion.

After Leng Yuexing left, her four husbands simultaneously put down their bowls and chopsticks, their eyes filled with a hint of murderous intent, as if concealing the glint of swords.

After exchanging sharp glances for a while, Chu Mu slammed his hand on the table. "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. I'm telling you right now, you can't kill me."

Wen Yunsheng unfolded his folding fan and fanned himself gently, a faint smile on his face. "On our wedding day, all four of us were infected with the Life and Death Gu, so naturally we have no way to kill each other."

"However, whether to kill or not is one thing, and whether to want to is another."

"I can't control what you do, but whatever you do, I will not allow you to harm Yuexing!"