Chapter 259: My Lord, Hold Me
Nan Xun rested her chin in her hands, admiring the scenery outside the window, and said calmly, “Don’t rush. The timing isn’t right yet. If I really desecrated a god right now, there’s no need to think about it—my ending would be instant death.”
Little Eight snorted. “In the end, you’re just scared.”
Nan Xun replied, “Your provocation won’t work on me. I’m a woman with thoughts and a brain.”
Little Eight: “……”
“But I’m the one who’s anxious,” Little Eight complained. “Last time the big boss jumped into the water so impulsively to save you, I thought his Evil Thought Value would drop a lot in one go. Who knew it would only drop by one point! Damn it, just one point!”
Nan Xun took a sip of tea and said leisurely, “A drop is already good enough. Honestly, the current progress is much better than I expected. What I’m afraid of is his Evil Thought Value getting stuck and not moving at all. If that happens, it could drag on for years.”
Little Eight felt she had a point, but still muttered softly, “Are you really not going to try just a little? The big boss has lived for so long without ever tasting meat. Maybe if you force yourself on him, he’ll suddenly awaken… and get addicted?”
Nan Xun’s mouth twitched. “My god, Little Eight, you haven’t secretly been reading some dirty novels behind my back again, have you?”
Little Eight said shyly, “I accidentally dug up a storybook from the archive. I’ve been reading it these past few days and it’s made my heart flutter. I learned quite a lot, you know.”
Nan Xun: “……”
Little Eight was mostly joking, but Nan Xun seemed to actually take it to heart. She stared out the window in a daze. As she kept zoning out, at some moment her eyes suddenly lit up—bright, thief-bright.
She smiled slyly. “Little Eight, the full moon night seems to be coming very soon~”
Little Eight hummed. “So? What are you planning?”
“Going straight at the big boss isn’t very realistic, but taking a small step forward is still possible. This time, when I test the gu for him, I’ll take advantage of being half-delirious from the pain and go straight in for a bite.”
Little Eight got excited. “This one’s good!”
Every time the full moon approached, Gong Moran would have Li Yun Duo test the gu. It was always the same Heart-Devouring Gu. But on the night of the full moon itself, Gong Moran would seal the inner hall tightly and forbid anyone from entering.
Nan Xun might not have understood the reason before, but after seeing him use many forbidden techniques, she now understood. The full moon night was likely when the big boss suffered backlash from witchcraft.
On the night of the full moon, yin energy was at its peak. It wasn’t hard to understand why he would suffer a backlash from forbidden techniques on that day.
Sure enough, on this day, Gong Moran summoned Nan Xun to his side again.
He leaned against the long couch, his posture lazy. Nan Xun squatted by his legs, slightly raising her head, her watery eyes quietly gazing at him.
Gong Moran reached out and rubbed her head, then suddenly asked, “Duoduo, are you afraid?”
His voice was calm and flat, without the slightest ripple, yet beneath that calm there seemed to be something extra.
Nan Xun’s lips curved upward slightly as she shook her head. “My lord, I’m not afraid.”
As she spoke, she took the initiative to lift her sleeve and offer her wrist.
The silver gu container was already placed on the small table beside Gong Moran. This time, Nan Xun was extremely proactive.
But Gong Moran let out a soft sigh, reached out to hold her wrist, and pulled her lifted sleeve back down.
Nan Xun looked at him in surprise. “My lord, the full moon night is only three days away. Why don’t you want me to test the gu anymore?”
Gong Moran looked at her and said calmly, “Duoduo, have you forgotten? You are no longer my gu subject, but my newly accepted disciple.”
Nan Xun didn’t mind. “So what? Even if I’m your disciple, I can still test the gu for you, as long as you need me.”
Gong Moran didn’t speak.
Seeing his silence, Nan Xun thought he was hesitating, so she continued earnestly, “My lord, I’m really fine. Truly. I can keep testing the gu for you. I’ve endured it so many times already—these few days don’t make a difference. You’ve carefully nurtured that Heart-Devouring Gu; it must be very useful. For you, my lord, I’m willing to go through fire and water. What’s a little gu poison? I’m really not afraid of pain.”
As for the countless times she’d cried about how painful it was during previous tests, Nan Xun declared that she remembered none of it.
Seeing her insist so firmly, Gong Moran’s gaze shifted slightly.
He reached out and gently stroked her smooth long hair. After quite a while, his calm voice finally came from above her head. “Duoduo, are you truly not afraid?”
“Not afraid, not afraid at all,” Nan Xun answered quickly.
Damn it, she’d already planned her delirious-groping strategy. If the big boss didn’t let her test the gu, wouldn’t all those scenes she’d rehearsed in her head a thousand times go to waste?
Gong Moran picked up the silver gu container and poured out the Heart-Devouring Gu.
Nan Xun swiftly extended her wrist.
“Duoduo, if it hurts, tell me,” Gong Moran said as he touched her head, then implanted the Heart-Devouring Gu through her wrist.
Nan Xun complained inwardly: If it hurts, wouldn’t you be able to see it? Do I really need to tell you out loud?
However, once the Heart-Devouring Gu actually entered her body, aside from the initial stab of pain, the subsequent pain was surprisingly within a tolerable range.
“Little Eight, quick, remove the pain-blocking!” Nan Xun hurriedly said.
Little Eight didn’t know why, but since she asked, it immediately complied.
Once the pain-blocking was removed, the familiar pain surged back. Nan Xun’s little face turned deathly pale in a second. She immediately grabbed the big boss’s arm and bit down hard.
Gong Moran watched her bite his arm without changing expression. At some point, a trace of doubt flashed through his eyes.
“Duoduo, does it really hurt that much?” He patted her pale little face and asked softly.
Nan Xun pretended she was already too delirious from pain to hear anything. She plunged into Gong Moran’s embrace, wrapped her arms around his neck, hooked her legs around his waist, and clung to him like an octopus, leaving no space between them.
She slowly lifted her head, looking at him through tear-filled eyes, then gently leaned over and rubbed her face against his twice.
“Duoduo?” Gong Moran patted her back, his hand sliding down naturally to hold her slender waist. He tugged outward, trying to peel this little octopus off himself.
Nan Xun clung even tighter and whimpered softly, “My lord, it hurts. Hug me. If you hold me, it won’t hurt anymore.”
The force with which Gong Moran tried to push her away immediately weakened, then slowly disappeared. He patted his little disciple’s back, his usually cold voice carrying an unusual hint of warmth. “Duoduo, don’t be afraid. I’ll take the Heart-Devouring Gu out right away.”
Hearing this, Nan Xun hurriedly burrowed even deeper into his arms and shook her head vigorously. “My lord, I can still endure it. It’s fine!”
Then she seized the chance to grope shamelessly.
Her head nestled against the big boss’s neck, her mouth letting out soft whimpers. At some moment, her eyes shifted slightly. Pretending it was unintentional, she suddenly lifted her head, trying to create a beautiful accident of accidentally kissing his chin.
But at that exact moment, Gong Moran happened to lower his head to look at her.
And so, Nan Xun’s soft, scorching little lips collided squarely with… Gong Moran’s cold, thin lips.
Then, in that instant—boom, boom, boom—something in her head exploded, splattering her mind full of fragments.
