There was still a next time? Su Luo shot him a glare then pulled him up to sit properly:
I have something to ask you. Please be serious and vow to answer what I ask.
Nangong Liyun forced a laugh as he touched his nose:
Okay, what do you want to ask?
Su Luo carefully swept around his body once, then finally gazed directly into his eyes. With one hand against his chest, her complexion was unprecedentedly serious:
Nangong Liuyun, tell me the truth. During this half year, did you get promoted too quickly and that’s why your state is unstable?
Before her words had dissipated, Su Luo could feel his heart suddenly jump, although his complexion stayed the same.
Fortunately, she had already placed her palm against his chest.
Nangong Liuyun licked his lower lip. He wanted to say something, but he was beaten by the quick-footed Su Luo:
If you are thinking of an excuse, then don’t bother saying it.
You, this girl.
Nangong held the hand she had placed on his chest and helplessly used his other hand to rub her head,
Who said such nonsense in front of you?
Whether or not it’s nonsense, you understand it the most clearly.
Su Luo’s forehead knit, as she stared at him solemnly and seriously.
Her overbearing attitude finally got Nangong Liyun to raise his hands in surrender.
Because he knew, she was serious.
It’s Leng Yan, that charlatan, again!
Nangong Liuyun groaned gloomily with resentment flitting quickly through his eyes. These flashes of resentment were naturally directed at Apothecary Leng.
Regarding Nangong Liuyun being able to instantaneously guess it was Apothecary Leng, Su Luo didn’t feel it was strange. Because these few days, the person she had been in contact with the most was Apothecary Leng.
Whether or not it was Apothecary Leng, who said it isn’t important. The important thing is, Nangong Liuyun, you must go into seclusion to cultivate. Furthermore, this matter must be done immediately!
Su Luo looked at him with a deadly earnest expression, not giving him a choice.
It’s not urgent.
The corner of Nangong Liuyun’s mouth rose into a demonically charming smile.
It really follows the saying the Emperor is not worried but the eunuch is.
Su Luo scoffed twice,
Can you show a little bit of care for your own body, please?
Nangong Liuyun merely smiled but did not promise her.
Su Luo helplessly heaved a sigh:
I know you’re worried about me. You’re afraid that after you leave, there’ll be no one to protect me, and that the Li family will secretly send a killer after me, right?
Nangong Liuyun remained silent as before, though his very black, sharp eyebrows knotted slightly.
His Highness Prince Jin, who was arrogant and aloof, had probably never been placed in this kind of awkward position before, right?
Su Luo’s fair fingers gently caressed his forehead, smoothing out his wrinkled brows. Looking at him, she said seriously,
Do you still remember the previous time of betting with Li Aoqiong on crystal stones? That time, he lost and promised me that within one year, the Li family won’t seek to kill me.
Moreover, Apothecary Leng also promised me, he will recommend me to Grandmaster Rong Yun. For all you know, when you come back, I will have already become Grandmaster Rong Yun’s personal disciple.
Apothecary Leng said, Grandmaster Rong Yun has a cold and eccentric temperament, hard for ordinary people to get close to. Only by becoming his disciple, can I ask him to treat your illness.
Su Luo was always worried that during the full moon, Nangong would inevitably be visited by the disease in his leg.
Yet, Nangong Liuyun was resolute,
No, my sickness must be treated by you.
Willful.
Su Luo pinched his face in exasperation.
I only want you to treat it.
Nangong Liuyun insisted childishly.
Su Luo was defeated quickly:
Okay, okay, I treat it, then I’ll treat it. But if it’s like this, I really have no choice but to pay respects to Grandmaster Rong Yun as his disciple. However, once I’ve paid respects to him as my teacher, the Jade Lake’s Li family won’t be able to threaten me anymore.
Uh.
Nangong Liuyun lightly snorted. Just thinking that the person protecting her would not be him, he felt his chest tighten, as if a large mountain was pressing down there.
