2939. Chapter 2939 Emotional Drama 1
3q c, the fastest update of The Evil King Chasing His Wife: Good-for-nothing Miss Nitian! After Su Luo cleaned herself up, she took clean clothes from the space and changed into them.
After washing away all the wind and frost, the whole person looks brand new.
During this process, Nangong Liuyun kept smiling and looked at Su Luo.
Just looking at her alive like this, to him, is full of happiness.
At this time, Su Luo walked behind Nangong Liuyun, and said softly, "It may hurt a little when you apply the medicine."
Su Luo cleaned herself up before applying medicine to him, because she was afraid that the dust she brought along along the way would contaminate him.
Nangong Liuyun smiled lightly and shook his head: "Can it be more painful than cold poison?"
Thinking of Nangong Liuyun's cold poison, Su Luo's heart ached again.
Why is her Nangong so troubled?
The reason why Nangong Liuyun's injury could not heal for a long time was because Her Majesty the Empress invaded his wound and forcibly destroyed his body.
Su Luo understood this point, and Nangong Liuyun knew it better.
Seeing the scarlet welts on Nangong Liuyun's flawless back, Su Luo couldn't be more distressed.
The cold fingertips tremblingly touched the bright red wounds.
In Su Luo's hands was the imperial blood coagulant left by her master, which was very effective in treating trauma.
However, because it is not a symptomatic medicine, it is just that.
If the energy left behind by Her Majesty was not dissolved, this energy would still spread unscrupulously in Nangong Liuyun's body, destroying his body again and again.
Nangong Liuyun smiled faintly: "Misfortune is where good fortune depends. Maybe this time, misfortune can lead to good fortune."
"I'm thankful that you can heal your injury." Su Luo didn't hold out hope.
Nangong Liuyun smiled noncommittally.
Her Majesty's vitality is a great supplement, and when he uses it for himself, his strength will increase, if not skyrocketing.
Su Luo helped Nangong Liuyun apply the medicine and washed her hands.
Someone from Nangong led her back to the hall.
On the dining table in the hall, there was the colorful golden pheasant porridge cooked by Su Luo.
It looks soft and glutinous, with a hint of aroma, and you can tell it must taste good just by smelling it.
"Eat quickly." Su Luo took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to him.
Su Luo took good care of her, but Nangong Liuyun changed his mind.
"Don't eat." He put down his chopsticks and looked at Su Luo with deep eyes.
Those beautiful eyes just looked at her like this.
Su Luo sighed, sat down beside him, and asked softly: "Then what do you want to eat?"
Su Luo felt that she was coaxing a child.
"Unless you feed me." Nangong Liuyun folded his arms and raised his chin proudly.
Su Luo glanced at him angrily: "Don't you have long hands yourself?"
Nangong Liuyun turned his head, glared at Su Luo with grievance, then turned his head silently.
That petite appearance, like an angry little kid, with such a trace of grievance.
"I'm still a patient." He flattened his mouth and muttered softly.
Thinking of the shocking whip wounds on his back, Su Luo's heart softened instantly.
"Okay, okay, I'll feed you, right?" Su Luo shook her head with a wry smile, and began to serve the older child.
Su Luo scooped up a spoonful of colorful golden pheasant porridge, and handed it to Nangong Liuyun's mouth: "Master, please drink the porridge."
Seeing the teasing look in Su Luo's eyebrows, Nangong Liuyun snorted without opening his mouth.
Su Luo sighed helplessly: "My lord, what happened to you?"