After sending off Imperial Physician Li, Su Luo looked at Nangong Liuyun in a daze, the expression she watched him with was full of heartache and distress.
Nangong Liuyun’s heart gave periodic bursts of guilt.
Just when he was debating whether to tell the truth or not, Su Luo’s next action made him completely give up this idea.
One could only see Su Luo sit at his side, both hands wrapped tightly around his lean waist, her cheek stuck to his chest where his heart was jumping powerfully.
Nangong Liuyun’s figure paused.
Even though he would often hug and embrace Luo girl, but this was the first time she took the initiative to hug him.
The words at the tip of Nangong Liuyun’s tongue at once slipped back into his belly.
Su Luo listened to the sound of his strong and steady heartbeat, her voice carrying a touch of gentleness and tender feelings:
Tonight, I will remain behind to keep you company.
Nangong Liuyun’s figure was jolted again.
He never expected, the result of the trick of feigning illness was this effective!
Before, at the time he was fed food, it was because Su Luo said that kind of words which gave him this inspiration. So, he came up with this trick to make her stay.
But he never expected, afterwards, he really didn’t need to act, his Luo girl had already continued and cooperated with his act.
Only, Nangong Liuyun’s heart was afraid…
If his family’s Luo girl was to find out the truth…just thinking about it made his heart shudder, really made people extremely not look forward to it, ah.
What’s wrong? Is it because your heart still doesn’t feel well?
Su Luo’s keen senses felt his body tremble. She impatiently pushed him away:
In the end, what’s wrong?
Chest….
Was afraid, ah. Nangong Liuyun plaintively gazed at her, afraid that after the truth was discovered, Su Luo would refuse to acknowledge him again.
Your heart is hurting again?
Alas, can you tell me why you are so plagued with such misfortunes? The illness of your legs hasn’t been cured, your heart also added another illness.
Su Luo looked at him with endless sympathy and extreme tenderness.
Nangong Liuyun really made her feel exceedingly regretful, Su Luo decided that the days from now, on she must treat him nicely.
Under the gaze of her pair of clear and monochrome eyes, no matter how thick Nangong Liuyun’s skin was, he still felt guilty.
He opened his mouth, wanted to explain something, and found that he didn’t know where to start.
It’s fine, don’t speak anymore, lie down and rest well.
Su Luo, with deep concern, helped him lie down and gently covered him with a quilt,
You should be at ease, I will stay by your side to take care of you until you have recovered from your illness. You should sleep properly.
Nangong Liuyun was as obedient as a child. He only watched her quietly and allowed her to settle him.
Seeing this innocent and bewildered Nangong Liuyun, Su Luo’s heart soured slightly.
How insufferably arrogant the former His Highness Prince Jin was, but now, he was lying on the bed weakly with gossamery breath, really making people’s heart hurt.
Under Su Luo’s gaze, with that kind of heart-aching distress and sadness, only now did Nangong Liuyun realize that he had played this game until it was too big…
Wait until the truth was exposed…would he be ripped to shreds by Su Luo? Just thinking about it made him shudder from fear.
He might as well close his eyes and take a nap.
Nightfall, it was pitch-black all around.
The servants had already lighted the candles inside the room.
The night gradually became darker.
Su Luo was still sitting at Nangong Liuyun’s bedside, quietly watching him.
The contours of his face was firm and determined, hard and strong. It was the most perfect and exquisite outline of any facial features that were combined together. This face was simply too poetic and picturesque, a complexion that could overturn the world. Looking at it couldn’t help but make a person become engrossed in it and it was hard to free one’s self again.
The more one looked, the more mesmerizing it was became. The more one looked, the more one sank into oblivion.
Staring fixedly at Nangong Liuyun’s serene sleeping countenance, Su Luo watched like an imbecile, with an infatuated and intoxicated expression in the depth of her eyes that she herself was unaware of.
Nangong Liuyun had maintained his steady breathing all along, but in fact, he hadn’t slept since the beginning.
