Then she saw Nangong Mo's face grow even colder...
Yun Ran felt a twitch in her brow, and in a flash of wit, tentatively asked, "Hairstyle?"
The only response she got from Nangong Mo was a cold snort, full of resentment.
Yun Ran's mouth twitched, she was momentarily speechless.
[Looks like I guessed it right! Isn't it just a change of hairstyle? Does he really need someone to praise it? How childish!]
Yun Ran cleared her throat, readying herself to offer some half-hearted compliments, but before she could, a cold and arrogant voice whispered in her ear:
"The lord's hairband."
"Huh?"
Yun Ran was taken aback, a little slow on the uptake, when she was met with a cool, penetrating gaze from Nangong Mo, his thin lips slightly pursed.
"The lord's hairband."
"..."
This time Yun Ran understood, and realized the reason for his unusual behavior today, but she was speechless, her heart utterly discomposed, unable to find peace.
