"Ugh~" Yun Qingran felt like she was suffocating and pushed Jun Molin away forcefully.
Seeing Yun Qingran's face turn bright red from holding her breath, he asked, "Can't you breathe?"
"Of course I can, how could I not?" Yun Qingran stubbornly insisted that she simply couldn't.
She's a skilled driver, but has zero practical driving experience.
"One more kiss! One more kiss!" people on the street chanted.
Yun Qingran looked down and, holy crap, there were people everywhere, all watching her and Jun Molin with wide eyes.
A person can die, but not a social death!
"Jun Molin, hurry, hurry, let's go!" Yun Qingran urged Jun Molin.
"Okay." Jun Molin put his arm around her waist, picked her up, and flew away.
"Oh, they're leaving already!"
"I haven't seen enough yet!"
"Spread the word: His Highness the Northern Cold King and Princess Rongchang were kissing in the street."
"Pass it on, pass it on."
...
"Yun Qingran, do you know what that just now meant?" Jun Molin asked Yun Qingran, who was in his arms, as he looked down at her.
From the very beginning, Yun Qingran pretended to be dead, wishing she could stop breathing.
"What do you mean?" Yun Qingran pretended that nothing had happened.
"You want to renege on your debt?" Jun Molin's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Big brother, you're the one who kissed me. If anyone's going to renege on their promise, it's you. Why should I renege on anything?" Yun Qingran glanced at him, thinking, "Don't even think about shifting the blame to me."
“Alright, then I’ll take responsibility.” A sly glint flashed in Jun Molin’s eyes; he had been waiting for her to say that. He continued, “Yun Qingran, be my queen.”
His pale purple eyes were alluring and seductive, and his sharply defined face was incomparably handsome—the quintessential face of a scumbag. But at this moment, he was more devoted and affectionate than any other man in the world.
Yun Qingran admitted that she was deeply moved!
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But she immediately came to her senses! She was now living in an era of absolute monarchy and male supremacy, where men had multiple wives and concubines and numerous children.
She came into this era, and she respected its characteristics, but she couldn't be like the women of this era, confined to a small courtyard for her whole life, scheming and fighting with other women for a man's favor.
Jun Molin is a noble prince who will likely inherit the throne in the future. A man like him must have at least eighty, if not a hundred, women. She really couldn't accept it.
It's better to end the pain quickly than to suffer a long one. Since only the kidneys have been damaged and the heart hasn't yet, it's time to cut the losses.
<(￣ ﹌ ￣)>
"I thank Your Highness for your kindness, but I prefer women," Yun Qingran replied, looking sincerely at Jun Molin.
Jun Molin: Lightning flashed overhead
"You're lying." Jun Molin didn't believe her; she clearly had a reaction to him.
"Why would I lie to you? I really like women. I like the kind of beautiful women with big breasts, long legs, slim waists, and fair skin." Yun Qingran's eyes lit up when she mentioned the words "big breasts, long legs, slim waists, and fair skin."
She really likes such a beautiful young lady.
Jun Molin felt a chill run down his spine when he saw her like this. Could she really like women?
Homosexuality was common among both nobles and commoners. Although homosexuality was less common, he grew up in the palace and had seen many women in the harem.
He had long noticed that Yun Qingran was unable to resist beautiful women, but showed little interest in handsome men, much like she had a penchant for admiring mirrors.
"Yun Qingran, do you really like women?" Jun Molin still refused to believe it.
"Really, you can fool people for a while, but not forever. You are His Highness the King of Beihan, how could I dare to lie to you?" Yun Qingran said seriously.
In her past life, she had no interest in marriage and having children, and in this life, she has already decided not to marry or have children.
"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Yun Qingran called out to Jun Molin, who was looking dazed.
"Give me some peace and quiet." Jun Molin put one hand to his forehead and the other to his hip, feeling as if he had been struck by lightning.
Seeing Jun Molin's life-doubting expression, Yun Qingran felt a little guilty. She wondered if she had given him psychological trauma.
"Your Highness, you won't blame me, will you? I didn't want to, but I've always been like this since I was little." Yun Qingran was worried that Jun Molin would be angry, so she tapped her fingertips together and looked at him pitifully.
Jun Molin was even more desperate. It is said that if this kind of homosexuality is acquired, it can be corrected, but if it is innate, it is almost impossible to change.
"No." Jun Molin practically spat out those two words through gritted teeth.
"Thank you, Your Highness, King of Beihan." Yun Qingran smiled gracefully. OK, all done! ??(???*)
The two returned to the palace. It was already late at night, and the entire palace was shrouded in a decadent night, like a beast fast asleep.
"I'm so hungry." Yun Qingran rubbed her stomach. The street vendors had all closed up shop, and there was nowhere to eat.
“Come with me,” Jun Molin said.
"Mm." Yun Qingran happily followed behind Jun Molin. Surely there would be leftover food in the kitchen of a royal palace.
To my surprise, the entire kitchen was completely empty.
"A royal palace like this, not even a bowl of leftovers?" Yun Qingran looked at Jun Molin with a puzzled expression.
"To prevent poisoning, the Prince's residence generally doesn't keep leftovers," Jun Molin said.
"So what do we do now? Gnaw up the kitchen?" Yun Qingran asked him, looking at the kitchen.
Jun Molin's lips curled up almost imperceptibly, before he quickly regained his aloof and indifferent demeanor. "Make it yourself."
She was so sweet when we were kissing, but now she's doing it herself! Her temper changes faster than turning the pages of a book.
"Oh." Yun Qingran reluctantly started wandering around the kitchen.
After looking around, I found some meat and vegetables, as well as a big bowl of rising flour, so I decided to make some steamed buns.
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