"Huh, where's Ranran?" Ning Jitang turned around to look for Yun Qingran, but the area around him was empty, and there was no trace of Yun Qingran.

“I saw that she seemed to be drunk, and His Highness the Northern Cold King carried her away,” Xuanling said.

"Tch, you said you'd drink with us until we dropped, you traitor!" Yan Shuangshuang said angrily, holding a wine bottle. She swayed, and Yun Qingbi stepped forward to support her.

On the street, the shadows of the trees swayed in the night wind. Jun Molin carried Yun Qingran on his back, and the moonlight stretched their shadows long.

"Jun Molin, when did you fall in love with me?" Yun Qingran asked softly, leaning against Jun Molin's back and wrapping her arms around his neck.

After drinking, her voice became as soft and gentle as a kitten's.

"Perhaps I fell in love with you from the very first moment I saw you." Jun Molin carried her on his back, his steps slow.

"Oh, you have such heavy tastes?" Yun Qingran was a little surprised.

Before the detoxification, she was extremely obese, with horrible red spots on her face, so ugly it was almost unbearable to look at, her plasmid walls practically separating. She despised herself, yet Jun Molin fell in love with her at their very first meeting!

"I don't know, but I just think your eyes are very bright and mischievous, very attractive." Jun Molin himself also found it strange.

While I don't judge people entirely by their looks, I don't like ugly things either. Yun Qingran was an accident.

"Haha, that's true, many people say my eyes are beautiful," Yun Qingran laughed.

"And you, when did you start liking me?" Jun Molin asked her.

"Who said I like you? I don't like you!" Yun Qingran said playfully.

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"If you don't like me, then get down." Jun Molin stopped in his tracks.

"No, no, I won't get down." Yun Qingran clung tightly to Jun Molin's back, stubbornly refusing to get down.

"Then tell me, when did you start liking me?" Junmo asked.

"Perhaps it was from the very first time we met," Yun Qingran replied in a low, sweet voice.

Jun Molin was the most handsome, best-built, most attractive, and most skilled martial artist she had ever met.

He was lustful at first sight!

Yun Qingran continued, "As for knowing my feelings, it was after you were seriously injured while shielding me from a sword. I rushed to Crimson Dragon Peak for four and a half days without sleep and then rushed back for another four and a half days without sleep. I have never risked my life for anyone like that in my entire life."

Jun Molin chuckled softly, his smile filled with contentment. He loved someone who loved him back; his life had been worthwhile!

Tonight, the two of them will be completely honest with each other, both physically and emotionally!

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At dawn, Yun Qingran couldn't take it anymore and kicked Jun Molin off the bed, thus ending what was going on.

The next morning, Yun Qingran didn't wake up until noon. She groggily touched the side of the bed, but Jun Molin wasn't there.

Upon hearing the sound, the maid who had been waiting outside the door brought in water for washing her face.

"Miss Yun, your servants will help you wash up." The maids respectfully helped Yun Qingran get out of bed.

The Emperor intends to bestow a marriage upon Miss Yun and the Prince. Miss Yun is very likely to be the future Princess Consort of the Northern Cold Prince, and the mistress of the Northern Cold Prince's Mansion. Judging from how much the Prince cherishes and dotes on Miss Yun, she will definitely be the undisputed ruler of the Northern Cold Prince's Mansion in the future, and they must serve her well.

"Thank you." Yun Qingran thanked the maids and then prepared to get up.

"Ouch!" Yun Qingran, feeling sore all over, went back to bed, her body feeling like it was about to fall apart.

"This servant will help you up." A perceptive maid quickly stepped forward and helped Yun Qingran up from the bed.

Everyone in the courtyard heard the commotion inside the prince's room; they all knew the prince had been quite unrestrained last night. But when they saw the large patches of hickeys on Yun Qingran's body, the maids were still shocked.

The prince usually appears as abstinent, mature, composed, and utterly cold-blooded; who would have thought he'd be so wild in bed? Appearances can be deceiving!

However, looking at Yun Qingran's alabaster skin, her shapely figure, and her stunningly beautiful face, everyone felt it made perfect sense. Not to mention the prince, even the maids themselves were captivated by Miss Yun's exquisite body.

Yun Qingran was helped up by her maids, and after washing up, she sat in front of the mirror to comb her hair.

"Where is Jun Molin?" Yun Qingran asked the maid.

"After getting up at 7:00 AM, His Highness practiced martial arts for an hour, and then went to his study to handle state affairs," the maid replied.

I came at least seven times last night, didn't go to sleep until dawn, and got up at dawn, still able to practice martial arts and handle government affairs. My physical fitness is better than an ox's.

The maids styled Yun Qingran's hair into a simple braid, similar to a modern princess hairstyle, and then changed her into a white gauze dress.

"Miss Yun, you are so beautiful!" the maid couldn't help but exclaim.

Perhaps it was because she was thoroughly moisturized last night, but today Yun Qingran's skin is clear and flawless, even more delicate and charming, radiant and beautiful. Every smile and frown is as alluring as the moon, captivatingly beautiful. How can there be such a perfect face in this world!

"Thank you." Yun Qingran twirled in front of the mirror, her gauze dress fluttering. The Northern Cold Prince's Mansion was indeed wealthy; even a random gauze dress they found was of the highest quality.

"Ranran." Just then, Jun Molin returned. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yun Qingran twirling around, like a little fairy who wanted to float away gracefully.

"Jun Molin, you're back." Yun Qingran stopped spinning when she saw Jun Molin and smiled sweetly at him.

"You may all leave." Jun Molin waved his hand, dismissing the maids, then walked towards her, his arms around her waist, his purple eyes gradually filled with desire. "I'm hungry again."

Yun Qingran sensed a change in him somewhere and quickly broke free from him, pleading, "Jun Molin, no, I really can't take it anymore."

Next time, she'll really, really, really be skinned bald!

"Alright." The lust in Jun Molin's eyes gradually faded; she had truly been wronged last night.

Hearing Jun Molin say this, Yun Qingran breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go eat. Yan Yan and An An are waiting for us in the dining room." Jun Molin took her hand and led her to the dining room.

"Jun Molin, I want to tell Yan Yan and An An my true identity now," Yun Qingran said on the way to the dining room. "We can't keep it from the children forever."

“Yan Yan and An An have always been very resistant to their birth mother. You need to be mentally prepared.” Jun Molin squeezed Yun Qingran’s small hand tightly.

Jun Yan Yan and Jun An An always thought their mother was a woman who abandoned her husband and children, and they harbored resentment towards her.

"Okay, don't worry," Yun Qingran said to Jun Molin, also trying to encourage herself.

The two arrived at the dining room and saw Jun Yan Yan and Jun An An standing obediently by the table, waiting. The younger generation was not allowed to sit at the table until the elders had taken their seats.

Although Jun Molin dotes on his two children, he has not neglected to teach them any of the proper rules!