Miss Truth

Ran Yan no longer dwelled on it, she lifted her feet and stepped over the threshold, walking inside.

The room had a brazier burning, warm and toasty, with not a single servant around. Ran Yan looked around and said, "Please have a seat."

Xiao Song did not sit down immediately, but waited until she was seated before taking a place next to her, "How are you feeling?"

"Very well." Apart from feeling unhappy, Ran Yan’s body indeed had no other peculiarities. Although she had taken her anger out on Ran Meiyu, what had happened had already occurred, and knowing Ran Yunsheng’s character, there would inevitably be a knot in his heart. She needed to figure out a way to untangle it. She couldn’t allow her close kin to feel ashamed to see her for the rest of their lives!

Looking at Ran Yan filled the void in Xiao Song’s heart that he had felt for the past few days. He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Yan, I want to marry you as my wife."

Ran Yan’s hand, as she was pouring water, paused slightly, and she looked at him in surprise.

Xiao Song’s face showed a hint of blush, but his eyes were firmly fixed on Ran Yan. He had been through many life-and-death experiences and maneuvered through the perilous court politics, but no moment had made him as nervous as now, filled with both anticipation and fear.

"I... I’ll think about it." Ran Yan finished pouring water and pushed the cup in front of him.

The disappointment in Xiao Song’s heart was indescribable, but at the same time, he felt a sense of relief because he had not been outright rejected.