Chapter 719 - 801 Nangong Yue’s Confession
When Nangong Yue sprained her ankle, Chen Mo saw it. Noticing she was about to fall, he quickly walked over. Just as she was about to topple into the Celestial Pool, he wrapped his arm around her waist and with a little force, pulled her into his embrace.
The two of them were tightly pressed against each other. Nangong Yue did not resist; she allowed Chen Mo to hold her. She lifted her delicate face and, with a shy look in her eyes, gazed at the face so close to hers and said, "Thank you."
"Are you okay?" Chen Mo asked, noticing the faint pain etched between Nangong Yue’s brows.
"I think I sprained my ankle," Nangong Yue said, placing one hand on Chen Mo’s shoulder. She then bent down to remove the embroidered shoe from her left foot.
Nangong Yue wasn’t wearing silk stockings. Her feet were beautiful, delicate and exquisite, white as jade. Because of this, the bright red mark on her ankle was quite apparent.
Nangong Yue massaged it with her hand, and in the next moment, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, her delicate brows tightened: "It hurts."
"Xiao Yue, let me help you over there to sit down, and I’ll take a look," Chen Mo said.
Nangong Yue nodded, then skillfully placed her right arm around Chen Mo’s neck, leaning against him. With her injured left foot raised and holding her embroidered shoe in her hand, she sat down by the Celestial Pool with Chen Mo’s support.
"Xiao Yue, pardon me," he said.
Sitting down, Chen Mo took her left foot in his hand and placed it on his leg, inspecting it.
Nangong Yue shivered slightly, her face flushing, and nodded.
Clearly, this was what she wanted.
Yes, she had deliberately sprained her ankle. To make it look real, she had intentionally exerted force when spraining it, causing her ankle to dislocate. So the pain wasn’t feigned—it was genuinely painful.
However, being able to enjoy Chen Mo’s care made it all worthwhile.
Chen Mo glanced at it and quickly noticed the issue. "Your foot seems to be dislocated. Bear with it, I’ll help you set it back."
Chen Mo held her delicate foot, looked around, and with a firm hand, there was a crisp sound of a "crack," and the dislocated ankle was immediately set back in place.
But the pain was real. Moreover, Nangong Yue deliberately didn’t use True Qi to resist it. The pain caused her to slump onto Chen Mo’s lap, almost crying from the ache.
Chen Mo rubbed his nose, as Nangong Yue’s position was very unusual, as if she had split into a perfect stretch right in front of him.
After she calmed down a bit, Chen Mo helped her sit up again, releasing her delicate foot. "Xiao Yue, see if it still hurts?"
"It’s not as painful as before, but it still hurts," she said, looking into Chen Mo’s eyes. "If I go back like this, my sister will surely ask. I don’t want her to worry. Brother Chen Mo, could you... help me massage it?"
"Uh..." Chen Mo looked at her in surprise.
Noticing Chen Mo’s gaze, Nangong Yue quickly lowered her head and said, "Maybe a massage will make it... less painful."
"Alright."
Chen Mo nodded. Using True Qi to draw some water from the Celestial Pool, he wet her delicate foot and gently massaged it. The Celestial Pool’s waters were liquidized essence of the heavens and earth, surely providing tremendous help in healing injuries.
As for why he agreed to massage Nangong Yue’s foot,
Chen Mo wasn’t a fool. How could he not see that Nangong Yue had deliberately sprained her ankle? He just chose not to expose her.
Besides, a woman’s feet are sensitive areas only her parents and husband are entitled to touch.
Nangong Yue certainly knew this. The reason she still allowed him to massage her foot was self-explanatory.
And for situations like this, Chen Mo always adhered to the principle of being neither proactive nor refusing.
Moreover, in his heart, Chen Mo also had unusual feelings for Nangong Yue.
Not taking advantage of a freely given favor would be foolish.
While massaging, Chen Mo was merely playing with her foot.
Feet were indeed Nangong Yue’s sensitive area. Before long, her breathing became a bit fast, her cheeks flushed. Instinctively, she retracted her foot, but her left foot was tightly held by Chen Mo and didn’t withdraw. She didn’t intend for him to let go either, biting her lip and turning her head away, allowing Chen Mo to do as he pleased.
Meanwhile,
In the attic, Nangong Xue sensed something amiss. The unusual sensations in her body made it impossible for her to stay calm. Just as she was about to go find her sister, when she took a step, her right leg went forward, but her left inexplicably gave way, as if all strength drained from her body.
With a "thud," Nangong Xue fell to the ground. Her face flushed, she inwardly cursed the two of them.
A quarter of an hour later, Chen Mo released Nangong Yue’s delicate foot, "Xiao Yue, it’s done. Stand up and try walking."
"Xiao Yue..."
Nangong Yue was still lost in the previous shyness, not reacting immediately. Hearing Chen Mo call her several times, she finally snapped back to attention. She pushed against the ground with her hands, supporting herself to stand up.
Indeed, the foot didn’t hurt anymore. But the moment she stood, Nangong Yue deliberately made a sound of surprise and collapsed towards the ground.
She knew that she would never really fall to the ground.
Sure enough, a strong hand wrapped around her waist.
Nangong Yue leaned into Chen Mo’s broad chest and whispered, "Brother Chen Mo, thank you. I don’t know why I suddenly lost strength earlier."
"No need to be polite. I’ll help you back," Chen Mo said, moving as if to support her toward the attic.
But at that moment, Nangong Yue suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck and called softly, "Brother Chen Mo."
When Chen Mo looked down, Nangong Yue stood slightly on tiptoe and kissed him.
By the Celestial Pool, under the moonlight, the man and woman leaned against each other, casting two intertwined shadows reflected on the pool’s surface. This kiss was Nangong Yue’s first.
And this kiss, who knows how long it lasted.
Finally, their lips parted.
As she left, Nangong Yue’s beautiful eyes were still filled with a faint reluctance. Her face flushed as if water could drip from it, too shy to look at Chen Mo, yet she still firmly said, "Brother... Brother Chen Mo, I... I like you."
Although Nangong Xue told her not to degrade herself, she never said she couldn’t confess to Chen Mo.
Tonight, she had finally made up her mind. If she didn’t do something, she knew she’d regret it.
What awaited Nangong Yue was a long silence.
Nangong Yue turned pale, thinking he was about to reject her. At this thought, her eyes started to well up. But just as she raised her head, Chen Mo hugged her and kissed her on the lips.
The tears dropping from the corners of her eyes flowed into their kissing mouths.
They were sweet.
The panic in Nangong Yue’s heart instantly vanished.
Quite a while later, Chen Mo released the girl’s lips and looked at Nangong Yue, her face flushed, fiddling with her hem in confusion. He teasingly asked, "Honestly, how long have you been thinking about me."
Nangong Yue seriously replied, "Forty-six months and three days."